Those songs my mother used to sing / words and music by H. Wakefield Smith
MLA Citation
Smith, H. Wakefield, 1865-1956. “Those songs my mother used to sing / words and music by H. Wakefield Smith.” Digital Gallery. BGSU University Libraries, 23 May 2022, digitalgallery.bgsu.edu/collections/item/36721. Accessed 18 Apr. 2024.
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Title | Those songs my mother used to sing / words and music by H. Wakefield Smith |
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Subject | Morphy -- Portraits;Kelly & Wilder (Musical group) -- Portraits;Popular music -- 1901-1910 |
Description | Song for voice and piano;Caption title;Library SMC 02294 ... Cover photo of Morphy, the man who sings to beat the band ... Back cover: Excerpts of Star of my life, Sweetheart mine own, The Dresden china girl, and My chocolate drop;Library SMC 02295 ... Cover photo of Kelly & Wilder ... (5 p.) ... Lacks back cover |
Creator | Smith, H. Wakefield, 1865-1956 |
Publisher | New York : M. Witmark |
Date | 1904 |
Rights | |
Format | Sheet music |
Published works | |
image/jpeg | |
Type | Image |
Text | |
Identifier | SMC02295c |
6202 M. Witmark | |
https://digitalgallery.bgsu.edu/collections/item/36721 | |
Alternative Title | First line of text: Within the shadow of my room;First line of refrain: Oh believe me if all those endearing young charms |
Is Part Of | Sheet Music Collection, Music Library and Bill Schurk Sound Archives, University Libraries, Bowling Green State University |
References | https://maurice.bgsu.edu:443/record=b2438166~S9 |
VERSE 1: Within the shadow of my room, An old melodeon idly stands,/ A relic of my dear old home Long years ago in distant lands./ Its iv'ry keys are turning brown, But 'round it tender mem'ries cling;/ And with its sweetest tones have flown Those song my mother used to sing:VERSE 2: Its frame is falling to decay, The music from its soul has fled,/ And those dear hands that used to play, Like autumn leaves, lie still and dead./ I see her dear form sitting there, Sometimes, when fancy takes its wing;/ And then, with tear-dimm'd eyes, I hear Those songs my mother used to sing:REFRAIN: Oh, "Believe me, if all those endearing young charms," Is a song that she oft' sang to me,/ And the "Last Rose of Summer" Still breathes a fragrant melody./ "Ah! Don't you remember, sweet Alice, Ben Bolt?" From out the golden past those sweet notes ring,/ Tonight I hear those dear old songs again, Those songs my mother used to sing. | |
Original Format | 1 score (6 pages) 35 cm |