Melting of Molly. Dear old gown;Dear old gown : lyric by Cyrus Wood music by Sigmund Romberg
MLA Citation
Romberg, Sigmund, 1887-1951. “Melting of Molly. Dear old gown;Dear old gown : lyric by Cyrus Wood music by Sigmund Romberg.” Digital Gallery. BGSU University Libraries, 23 May 2022, digitalgallery.bgsu.edu/items/show/32845. Accessed 7 Nov. 2024.
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Title | Melting of Molly. Dear old gown;Dear old gown : lyric by Cyrus Wood music by Sigmund Romberg |
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Subject | Musicals -- Excerpts -- Vocal scores with piano |
Description | From the successful musical comedy The melting of Molly |
For voice and piano | |
Caption title | |
Cover illustrated by Barbelle | |
Verso of cover: Excerpt of Jazz all your troubles away | |
Back cover: Advertisement for Beautiful Ohio | |
Creator | Romberg, Sigmund, 1887-1951 |
Source | Sheet Music Collection; Music Library and Bill Schurk Sound Archives; University Libraries; Bowling Green State University |
Publisher | New York : Shapiro, Bernstein, & Co. |
Date | 1918 |
Contributor | Wood, Cyrus, 1889-1942. Lyricist. |
Barbelle, 1888-1957. Illustrator. | |
Rights | |
Format | Sheet music |
Published works | |
image/jpeg | |
Type | Image |
Text | |
Identifier | SMC 01384 |
https://digitalgallery.bgsu.edu/items/show/32845 | |
Alternative Title | First line of text: Taken from your nest in my cedar chest, you are like a spirit from the past;First line of chorus: Faded is your beauty now, and torn away your lace, dear old gown of yesterday;Melting of Molly (Musical) |
References | https://maurice.bgsu.edu/record=b2349053~S9 |
VERSE 01: Taken from your nest/In my cedar chest,/You are like a spirit from the past./Each one of your folds,/Some dear mem’ry holds,/Of a time that was too sweet to last./Though by fashion’s test,/You would be a jest,/I will always love you best. VERSE 02: Ere your curfew knelled/Your net caught and held,/All the things of which a girl is fond;/Moonlight filtered through,/Rosebuds wet with dew/Water lilies dripping from the pond;/Tears of happiness/When I answered “Yes,”/Sanctify you, dear old dress. CHORUS: Is your beauty now, and torn away your lace,/Dear old gown of yesterday,/Faded too the roses that your girdle used to grace,/When my heart was light and gay./Vanished is the homage that the gallants used to pay/To the fairest belle in town./But dear old friend, in the end,/Times will mend, and I’ll cling to you, dear old gown./Faded gown. | |
Original Format | 1 score (5 pages) 31 cm |