Anthony Philip Heinrich

1. No Churchman am I for to rail and to write, No Statesman nor Soldier to plot or to fight, No sly man of business contriving a snare, For a big belly’d bottle’s the whole of my care. 2. The Peer I don’t envy. I give him his bow. I scorn not the Peasant...

1. My Harp awake! awake again, O! strike the soul inspiring string, No more in pensive notes complain, But waft to gratitude the strain, No more in pensive notes complain, But waft to gratitude the strain, And "Alma Mater's" off'ring bring. And "Alma Mater's"...

1. Our heroes of old are fast dying away, With the glory and honours of pa triots tried, And the Brave who succeed them but live for aday, Then die in the bloom of their laurels and pride. And the Brave who succeed them but live for a day, Then die in the...

Es giebt viel Engels Kinder, Im weiten Himmelszeit; Die freuen sich den Him mels Und freuen sich der Welt, und freuen sich der Welt. Und manchmal schiekt der Schöpfer, Ein Engels Kind heraus, Ins weite Erdenlebben Und’s wird ein Kindlein draus, Ein Ki...

From thee Eliza, I must go, And from my native shore; The cruel fates between us throw, A boundless Ocean’s roar. But boundless Oceans roaring wide, Between my Love and me; They never, never can divide, My heart and soul from thee, my heart and soul fr...

Verse_Lyric: 1 Hail, beauteous Spring! Attendant queen of flowers! Who smiles doth bring from pleasures fairy bowers; Hail, beauteous Spring! Parent of virgin dews; With thee is seen The dance and laughing muse, With thee is seen The dance, and laughi...

1. Hast thou seen-- the cloud of morning, Veil with gloom the azure sky? Hast thou mark’d the rosy dawning, Wrapt in boding darkness fly? Thus each hope is fleeting ever, Pleasure meets us soon to sever! Thus each hope is fleeting ever, Pleasure meets...

Dearer than sweetest vernal flow'rs, Thy image comes to cheer My thoughts, like music in lone hours, When all around is drear, When all around is drear. Fairer to me than sparkling gem, Thine eyes turn on me now; O may I place _Hope's diadem_ Upon thy happy b...

1. How sleep the Brave, who sink to rest, By all their Country's wishes blest, When spring with dewy fingers cold, Re-turns to deck their hallow'd mould She there shall dress a sweeter sod, Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. She there shall dress a sweeter sod,...

1. Upon Ohio’s borders green Dear Mary wandered young and fair, Enraptured with the sylvan scene, The sweetest charms of nature there! But soon new transports dearly moved Her virtuous heart, so long serene; Young Edgar came and vow’d he loved, Upon Ohio’s bor...

1. Love, love me only, Sovereign of beauty: Maid of the Vally; Delia divive; Sweet are thy graces, Fair blooming flower, Rose of the mountain; the pride of the bower. 2. I am thine only, O how sincerely! True to thee, dear, est, will I remain; When...

Mary,I believ’d thee true, And I was blest in thus believing; But now I mourn that e’er I knew A girl so fair, and so deceiving. A girl so fair, and so deceiving. How few have ever lov’d like me, Oh! I have lov’d thee toosincerely! And few have e’er dece...

At early dawn, the Indian Maid, NELEME left her rosy bower To wander in the forest’s shade Kiss’d by the morn’s delicious hour; ’Twas there here warrior told his love, ’Twas there he bade “Farewell!” Twelve rounded moons had shone above, And yet he came not to...

1. O where is that heartwhose passion could stay, Still the same, and for one, thro life's changing day; That would brighter and brighter glow ever to death, And leave her pure form, but with her last breath. 2. That when Fortune is kind, in shade hides her z...

1. DAUGHTER of Heav’n! Philanthropy! I catch the willing lyre, And though untaught its minstrelsy, Yet would I wake the strain to thee, Do thou my song inspire, inspire. Do thou, thou my song inspire. 2. Thy robes are of the morning hue, Fair as the risen day...

1. O! smile not ye fair if ye smile not to praise The firstlings of genius afar in the West Where the dawn ing of music so faintly displays The sunbeams of science to welcome its best. For tho’ it be twilight, thy smiles could defuse The brightness of da...

1. Remember me while the heart can beat, Remember me while the rose is sweet, While the rose is sweet on its humble tree To feeling souls, remember me, remember me! 2. Remember me, while a nerve can feel The thorns which spring from a heart of steel Wh...

Say what is that heart that can promise its faith And its love all to one till it withers in death, That at noon can forget the warm vows of the morn, And at evening, O strange! be freezing with scorn. That in moments of rapture when Fortune does shine, W...

1. Sensibility, stay. O! for ever be mine, While a throb in my bosom can own your control; O! live in the heart that has bled at your shrine And ever exults with each sensi tive soul. 2. O! let not your absence once darken my mind, For a moment with dea...

1. Say dearly lov’d Mary O! maynot the Bard Presume thus to hail you as one of the few Who soar above millions in heaven’s regard And heaven directed a heaven pursue (a heaven pursue). 2. O! why does he ask when the smile of your eye Has reveal’d so exp...

1. My Harp that tuneless long has lain To blank forgetfulness a prey, Once more renews its humble strain Not for applause or smiles to gain But to its friends a tribute pay 2. Ye friends belov’d, ye chosen few Whose kindness claims my thanks sincere Ma...

1. Wherefore sweet maid sigh you so? Why does your soft cheek fade? Is it for joy, is it for woe, Love is not joy, sweet maid! 2. O What has he for whom you sigh, This is not also mine; A breast on which you softly lie, And a heart, but that is thine. 3. The...

1. Fare well! my Parents, Sisters dear, My Brothers, and my Friends adieu, I can’t restrain the tender tear, That wets my cheek leaving you. Ere to my destin’d skies I do, And part from all I love so dear, My heart will swell with deepest woe, My heart...

My heart is cold with sorrow, Tho' sunlight decks my brow. Ye do not know I borrow That faint smile even now, even now. Ye do not know mine eyelids Are used to bitter tears; are used to bitter tears, Ye cannot dream this bosom E'er throbs with trembling fears...

Farin the West and endless wood Sighs to the rushing Cataracts flood! ’Twas there an humble loghouse stood To fame unknown There first, lov’d minstrelsy I woo’d and woo’d alone. Far in the West an endless wood Sighs to the rushing Cat’ract’s flood! ’Tw...

1. I would not wed the fairest lass, That ever sway'd oh beauty's throne; Unless her heart like mirror'd glass, My ev'ry feeling, passion, shone. 2. I would not we the wittiest maid, That ever touch'd a mortal's heart, Unless her darts were merely played, In...

Hail the Minstrel! Hail the Minstrel! attend his lay! All the minstrel act I know, I the Viol well can play; I the pipe and syrinx blow, Harp and gigue my hand obey, Psaltry, symphony and rote, Help to charm the list’ning throng, And Armonia lends its...

1. On prancing steeds three Yagers sprang, Adieu, Adieu, Adieu! Their sweethearts fair thus sweetly sang, Adieu, Adieu, Adieu! No other tear shall stain, they cried, The check a warrior’s kiss has dried, Adieu, Adieu, Adieu, Adieu! Then all for glory fly! The...

1. Of all our youths on land and sea, Who guard the country’s liberty, Give me the one so brave and free, The Young Columbian Midshipman. He’s first in war the foe to dare, He’s first in love to win the fair, With him no one can I compare, The Young Columbian...

1. Venez ici! Venez ici! Venez ici! my dearest care, And bless me with thy warmest smile, And bless me with thy warmest smile; Return but love for love, my fair, And life is joy, midst every toil! Venez ici! (si! si! si! si si!) 2. Venez ici! Venez ici! Venez...

Let others boast of London Town, It’s Lords and Ladies, King and Crown! The grandeur there is empty show, And vain the praise of high and low, Compar’d to thee, whom all approve, Fair City of Fraternal Love! Compar’d to thee, whom all approve, Fair City...

1. Say where are the pleasures of life, That mortals may hope to enjoy; O where is comtent void of strife, And the peace that is free from annoy? Bright fancy with hope fast entwined, May paint future scenes of delight; But will they not beggar the mind Like t...

1. Where is the nymph, whose azure eye, Can shine through rapture’s tear? The sun is sunk, the moon is high, And yet she comes not here! The sun is sunk, the moon is high, And yet she comes not here. Was that her foot step on the hill, Her voice upon the gale?...