BEADLE’SDIME SONG BOOKNo.5.When I saw Sweet Nellie Home.Copied by permission ofRussell & Tolman, 192 Washington St., Boston,owners of the copyright.In the sky the bright stars glitter’d,On the grass the moonlight fell,Hush’d the sound of daylight bustle,Closed the pink-eyed Pimpernel.As adown the moss-grown wood pathWhere the cattle love to roam,From Aunt Dinah’s quilting-party,I was seeing Nellie home.Chorus.—In the sky the bright stars glitter’d,On the grass the moonlight shone,From Aunt Dinah’s quilting-partyI was seeing Nellie home.When the autumn tinged the green-wood,Turning all its leaves to gold,In the lawn by the elders shaded,I my love to Nellie told.On the star-bespangled dome,How I blest the August evening,As we stood together gazing,When I saw sweet Nellie home.In the sky, &c.White hairs mingled with my tresses,Furrows stealing on my brow,But a love smile cheers and blessesLife’s declining moments now.Matron in the snowy kerchief,Closer to my bosom come,Tell me, dost thou still rememberWhen I saw thee, sweet Nellie home?In the sky, &c.
BEADLE’S
No.5.
Copied by permission ofRussell & Tolman, 192 Washington St., Boston,owners of the copyright.
In the sky the bright stars glitter’d,On the grass the moonlight fell,Hush’d the sound of daylight bustle,Closed the pink-eyed Pimpernel.As adown the moss-grown wood pathWhere the cattle love to roam,From Aunt Dinah’s quilting-party,I was seeing Nellie home.Chorus.—In the sky the bright stars glitter’d,On the grass the moonlight shone,From Aunt Dinah’s quilting-partyI was seeing Nellie home.When the autumn tinged the green-wood,Turning all its leaves to gold,In the lawn by the elders shaded,I my love to Nellie told.On the star-bespangled dome,How I blest the August evening,As we stood together gazing,When I saw sweet Nellie home.In the sky, &c.White hairs mingled with my tresses,Furrows stealing on my brow,But a love smile cheers and blessesLife’s declining moments now.Matron in the snowy kerchief,Closer to my bosom come,Tell me, dost thou still rememberWhen I saw thee, sweet Nellie home?In the sky, &c.
In the sky the bright stars glitter’d,On the grass the moonlight fell,Hush’d the sound of daylight bustle,Closed the pink-eyed Pimpernel.As adown the moss-grown wood pathWhere the cattle love to roam,From Aunt Dinah’s quilting-party,I was seeing Nellie home.Chorus.—In the sky the bright stars glitter’d,On the grass the moonlight shone,From Aunt Dinah’s quilting-partyI was seeing Nellie home.When the autumn tinged the green-wood,Turning all its leaves to gold,In the lawn by the elders shaded,I my love to Nellie told.On the star-bespangled dome,How I blest the August evening,As we stood together gazing,When I saw sweet Nellie home.In the sky, &c.White hairs mingled with my tresses,Furrows stealing on my brow,But a love smile cheers and blessesLife’s declining moments now.Matron in the snowy kerchief,Closer to my bosom come,Tell me, dost thou still rememberWhen I saw thee, sweet Nellie home?In the sky, &c.
In the sky the bright stars glitter’d,On the grass the moonlight fell,Hush’d the sound of daylight bustle,Closed the pink-eyed Pimpernel.As adown the moss-grown wood pathWhere the cattle love to roam,From Aunt Dinah’s quilting-party,I was seeing Nellie home.
In the sky the bright stars glitter’d,
On the grass the moonlight fell,
Hush’d the sound of daylight bustle,
Closed the pink-eyed Pimpernel.
As adown the moss-grown wood path
Where the cattle love to roam,
From Aunt Dinah’s quilting-party,
I was seeing Nellie home.
Chorus.—In the sky the bright stars glitter’d,On the grass the moonlight shone,From Aunt Dinah’s quilting-partyI was seeing Nellie home.
Chorus.—In the sky the bright stars glitter’d,
On the grass the moonlight shone,
From Aunt Dinah’s quilting-party
I was seeing Nellie home.
When the autumn tinged the green-wood,Turning all its leaves to gold,In the lawn by the elders shaded,I my love to Nellie told.On the star-bespangled dome,How I blest the August evening,As we stood together gazing,When I saw sweet Nellie home.In the sky, &c.
When the autumn tinged the green-wood,
Turning all its leaves to gold,
In the lawn by the elders shaded,
I my love to Nellie told.
On the star-bespangled dome,
How I blest the August evening,
As we stood together gazing,
When I saw sweet Nellie home.
In the sky, &c.
White hairs mingled with my tresses,Furrows stealing on my brow,But a love smile cheers and blessesLife’s declining moments now.Matron in the snowy kerchief,Closer to my bosom come,Tell me, dost thou still rememberWhen I saw thee, sweet Nellie home?In the sky, &c.
White hairs mingled with my tresses,
Furrows stealing on my brow,
But a love smile cheers and blesses
Life’s declining moments now.
Matron in the snowy kerchief,
Closer to my bosom come,
Tell me, dost thou still remember
When I saw thee, sweet Nellie home?
In the sky, &c.