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Christmas
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Sweetly through the night comes the distant chime of bells, A major
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Day is no more
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The day is no more; The shadow is upon the earth, From "Gitanjalie" No 74.
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Day is no more
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The day is no more, A song for a medium voice with piano accompaniment. From Rabindranath Tagore, "Gitanjali" No. 74.
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Down here
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Oh! it's quiet down here, Yes, as quiet as a mouse, To Dr. W. Perrin Norris., F major
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Four songs by Jessie L. Deppen
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O, have you seen my wild rose, pure and white ; Twilight darkens the valley, Gold is spread on the hill ; Western winds in my garden fair, Tell me again your secret true ; Heart of an hour for ever passed away, To Mrs. Harriet T. Bunts ; To Mrs. Sam Fox ; To Miss Margaret H. Ball ; To my sister S. J. F., Poems by Fred G. Bowles.
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I found you among the roses
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Once again, dear, 'tis June time and rose time, I found you among the roses, Words and Music by George B. Pitman
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Illusion
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You've heard that life is but a dream of sweet illusion, E Flat Major, Valse hesitation. -- On cover., Cover art by Starmer.
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In distant lands
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Sweet flowers are they blooming on the jasmine tree, E flat Major
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Kiss me again
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Ah! dear one! How often I think of the past!, Mlle. Modiste, A Major, Written on the theme of "If I were on the stage" from the comic opera Mlle. Modiste.
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Little grey mother who waits all alone
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The toys that brought joy to her little boy are scattered about on the floor, There's a little grey mother who waits all alone, in a chill, dreary spot that was once Home, Sweet Home.
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Little grey mother who waits all alone
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The toys that brought joy to her little boy are scattered about on the floor, There's a little grey mother who waits all alone, in a chill, dreary spot that was once Home, Sweet Home., Inscribed by Gladys Hurley
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O sole mio
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Che bella cosa 'na iurnata'e sole ; Oh! What's so fine, dear, As a day of sunshine?, Poem by G. Capurro, English version by Henry G. Chapman. Cover design by Edward B. Edwards. For Soprano in G. Lyrics in Italian and English.
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Old refrain
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I often think of home, dee-oo-le-ay, To my dear friend John McCormack, Sung by John McCormack, Julia Culp, Alice Nielsen, Paul Reimers, Dan Beddoe, Bernard Ferguson, Arthur Hackett, Riccardo Martin, Johannes Sembach, Vernon Stiles, Wright Symons
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One fleeting hour
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When the twilight of eve dims the sun's last ray And the shades of the night gather fast, Extra low ; With violin or cello obligato ; Words by Karl Fuhrmann ; Music by Dorothy Lee
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