Familiar Songs - Their Authors & Histories

300 traditional songs, inc sheet music with full piano accompaniment & lyrics.

Home Main Menu Singing & Playing Order & Order Info Support Search Voucher Codes

Share page  Visit Us On FB

Previous Contents Next
Bring flowers to the captive's lonely cell, They have tales of the joyous woods to tell; Of the free, blue streams, and the glowing sky, And the bright world shut from his languid eye ; They will bear him a thought of the sunny hours, And the dream of his youth — bring him flowers, wild flowers,
Bring flowers, fresh flowers, for the bride to wear! They were born to blush in her shining hair; She is leaving the home of her childhood's mirth, She hath bid farewell to her father's hearth, Her place is now by another's side ; Bring flowers for the locks of the fair young bride!
Bring flowers, pale flowers, o'er the bier to shed, A crown for the brow of the early dead; For this its leaves hath the white rose burst, For this in the woods was the violet nursed; Though they smile in vain for what once was ours, They are love's last gift — bring ye flowers, pale flowers!
Bring flow'rs to the shrine where we kneel in prayer, They are nature's offering, their place is there! They speak of hope to the fainting heart, With a voice of promise they come and part; They sleep in dust through the wintry hours, They break forth in glory — bring flowers, bright flowers !