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# The Legacy (Glasgow)/The Sailor's Farewell

THE
SAILOR'S FAREWELL.
LOVE, I am come to take my leave, Therefore my charming girl do not grieve, For I am going to the Spanish shore, To leave you my girl whom I adore, To leave my charmer, To leave my charmer, To leave my charming girl whom I adore.
O Billy, Billy, hearken unto me, How many ships there is lost at sea. You'd be safer sleeping in your true love's arms, Free from all dangers, Free from all dangers, Free from all dangers, and cold bitter storms.
No storms nor danger love, will I fear, I will go to sea in a privateer, And if I be spared to return in life, I will make you my lawful wife. There is one thing more that disturbs my mind, Some other fine girl I'm afraid you'll find, While you are sailing round the Spanish shore, You ne'er will think, You ne'er will think, On your true love any more.
​Now if ten thousand fine girls there should I see, There is none shall enjoy my poor heart but thee, Then, says Polly, since you’ll be so true, I’ll ne’er wed one, I’ll ne’er wed one, My charmer but you.
Now these young couple then they did part, Few knows the grief of these two lover’s hearts, He took shipping and away he went Leaving poor Polly in fears to lament. Now Fortune proved to him most kind, Sent him a fair and a prosperous wind, Sent him away from the Spanish shore, Unto his charmer, Unto his charmer, Whom he did adore.
You’re welcome home my jewel from sea, Many a long night I’ve been dreaming of thee, When you was sailing round the Spanish shore, I never thought to see you any more; Now this couple’s married as we do hear, In peace and plenty as it doth appear, She proved kind, She proved kind, He proved loyal unto his charmer, Whom he left behind.
# The Legacy (Glasgow)/The Highland Plaid

THE HIGHLAND PLAID.
Lowland lassie wilt thou go, Whar the hills are clad wi' snow; Whar beneath the icy steep, The hardy shepherd tends his sheep; Nae ill, nor wae shall thee betide, I'll row thee in my Highland plaid.
When the simmer spreads the flow'rs, And busks the glens in leafy bow'rs, Then we'll seek the caller shade, And lean us on the primrose bed, And while the burning hours preside, I'll screen thee wi' my Highland plaid.
Then we'll leave the sheep an' goat, I will launch the bonny boat, Skim the loch in canty glee, And rest the oars to pleasure thee: When chilly breezes sweep the tide, I'll hap thee wi' my Highland plaid.
Lowland lads may dress mair fine, Woo in words mair saft than mine; Lowland lads hae mair o' art, A' my boast's an honest heart, Whilk shall for ever be my pride— O row thee in my Highland plaid!
​"Bonny lad, ye've been sae leal, "My heart would-break at our fareweel, "Lang your love has made me fain, "O tak' me-tak' me for your ain!" Across the firth awa they glide, Young Donald and his Lowland bride.
# The Legacy (Glasgow)/Jockey's Far Awa'

JOCKEY'S FAR AWA'.
Now simmer decks the fields wi' flow'rs, the woods wi' leaves sae green; And little birds, around their bow'rs, in harmony convene. The cuckoo flies frae tree to tree, whilst saft the zephyrs blaw; But what are a' thae joys to me, when Jockey's far awa: When Jockey's far awa at sea, when Jockey's far awa: But what are a' thae joys to me, when Jockey's far awa.
Last May morn, how sweet to see the little lambkins play, Whilst my dear lad, alang wi' me; did kindly walk this way. ​On yon green bank wild flow's he pou'd, to busk my bosom braw; Sweet, sweet he talk'd; and aft he vow'd; but now he's far awa, But now, &c.
O gentle peace return again, bring Jo key to my arms, Frae dangers on the raging main, frae cruel war's alarms Gin e'er we meer, nae mair we'll part as lang's we've breath to draw; Nae mair I'll sing, wi' aching heart, my Jockey's far awa. My Jockey's, &c.
# Legacy

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* The Legacy, a poem by James Connolly
* The Legacy, a poem by John Donne
* The Legacy, a poem by Letitia Elizabeth Landon
* The Legacy, a song by Thomas Moore
* Legacy, a poem by Taras Hryhorovych Shevchenko
* A Legacy, a poem by John Greenleaf Whittier
# Irish Melodies/When in death I shall calm recline

THE LEGACY.
I.
When in death I shall calm recline,
O bear my heart to my mistress dear;
Tell her, it liv'd upon smiles and wine
Of the brightest hue, while it lingered here;
Bid her not shed one tear of sorrow
To sully a heart so brilliant and light;
But balmy drops of the red grape borrow,
To bathe the relic from morn till night.
II.
When the light of my song is o'er,
Then take my harp to your ancient hall;
Hang it up at that friendly door,
Where weary travellers love to call*.
Then if some bard, who roams forsaken,
Revive its soft note in passing along,
Oh! let one thought of its master waken
Your warmest smile for the child of song.
III.
Keep this cup, which is now o'erflowing,
To grace your revel, when I'm at rest;
Never, oh! never its halm bestowing
On lips, that beauty hath seldom blest!
But when some warm devoted lover
To her he adores shall bathe its brim,
Then, then my spirit around shall hover,
And hallow each drop that foams for him.
# The Legacy (Glasgow)/The Legacy

The Legacy.
(A FAVOURITE SONG.)
WHEN in death I shall calm recline, O bear my heart to my mistress dear, Tell her it liv’d upon smiles and wine Of the brightest hue while it linger’d here, Bid her not shed one tear of sorrow, To sully an eye so brilliant and bright, For balmy drops of the red grape borrow, To bathe its relict from morn till night.
When the light of my sun is o’er, O! bear this harp to yon ancient hall, Or hang it up at some friendly door Where weary travellers love to call; And if some bard who roams forsaken Revive its soft notes while passing along, O! let one thought of its master awaken The warmest wish of the child of song.
Take this cup which is now o’erflowing, To grace your revels when I’m a rest, Never, O! never its balm bestowing On lips which beauty has seldom press’d; Then if some warm devoted lover To her he adores ere bath its brim, O! then my spirit arround shall hover To hallow each wish that’s form’d by him.
# The Legacy (Moore)

* "The Legacy", in The Legacy (n.d.), a chapbook printed in Glasgow
* "The legacy", in Bess the gawkie (n.d.), a chapbook printed in Edinburgh
* "When in death I shall calm recline", in Irish Melodies (1821), by Thomas Moore
# Bess the gawkie/The legacy

THE LEGACY.
WHEN in death I shall calm recline, O! bear my heart to my mistress dear, Tell her it liv'd upon smiles and wine Of the brightest hue, while it linger'd here; Bid her not shed one tear of sorrow? To fully a heart so brilliant and light; But balmy drops of the red grape borrow To bathe the relic from morn till night
When the light of my song is o'er, O! bear my harp to your ancient hall; Hang it up at that friendly door Where weary travellers love to call; And should some hand that roams for ken, Revive its soft notes when passing a ⟨long⟩, O! let one thought of its matter waken Your warmest smile for the child of long.
Take this cup that is now o'erflowing, To grace your revels when I'm at rest; Never, O never, its balm bestowing On lips that beauty hath seldom blest; But should some warm devoted lover, To her he loves once bathe its brim, O! then my spirit about shall never, To hallow each drop that foams for him.
# Five old songs/The mountains high

THE MOUNTAINS HIGH.
One night on my late ramble, two miles below Pimry, I met a farmer’s daughter all on the mountains high.
I said my pretty fair maid. ​your beauty shines so clear, That upon these lonely mountains I'm glad to meet you here.
She said kind sir be civil, my company forsake, For in my great opinion, I believe you're but a rake;
And if my parents they should know, my life they would destroy, For keeping of your company, all on the mountains high.
He says, I am no rake, I'm brought up in Venus' train, I'm seeking for concealments all in the Judge's name.
Your beauty so entises me, I could not pass you by, So with my gun I'll guard you all on the mountains high.
This pretty little young thing, she stood all in amaze, ​With eyes as bright as amber, she did upon me gaze;
Her cherry cheeks, and ruby lips, they lost their former dye, So she fell into my arms all on the mountains high.
But when I kiss'd her once or twice, she then came to again, And said, kind sir be civil, and tell me what’s your name.
If you’ll go to yonder forest, my castle there you'll find, Well wrote in ancient history, my name is Ormordine.
He says my pretty fair maid, don’t let your parents know, Perhaps they’ll prove my ruin, and my sad overthrow.
So if you come to look for me, perhaps you may me find, I will be in my castle, and call for Ormordine.
​Come all you pretty fair maids, a warning take by me, See that you quit night-walking, and seun bad company.
# The Mountains High

* "The mountains high", in Five old songs (n.d.), a chapbook printed in Falkirk
* "The Mountains High", in Mountains high. The Spotted Cow. And the Sailors Lamentation with the Merry Sailor (n.d.), a chapbook with no printing information
# The New York Times/1881/01/13/Arrests For Burglary

John Jacob Lindauer (1845-1915) arrested for burglary in The New York Times on 13 January 1881.
Arrests For Burglary.
A Bold Attempt To Rob A House In University-place.
John R. Moll keeps a lager-beer saloon at No. 66 University-place and occupies the floor above as a dwelling. The only entrance to the dwelling apartments is through the saloon underneath. Between 9 and 10 o'clock last evening, while Minnie Hamilton, a niece of Mr. Moll, was in a back room on the second floor entertaining a visitor, Bernard Gaffney, she was startled by hearing footsteps in the front room, and saw on the glass panels of the folding doors I dividing the two rooms the reflection of a person moving about. Miss Hamilton opened the folding doors, and, on looking into the room, saw a man standing in front of a bureau endeavoring to force open one of the drawers. She called for help, and Mr. Gaffney ran to her assistance. The intruder, finding himself discovered, sprang to the open window and leaped out to the pavement, a distance of about 20 feet. In the fall he fractured his right leg. Mr. Moll and his barkeeper, hearing the commotion, ran out into the street, and found the injured burglar making an effort to rise from the sidewalk. They attempted to detain him, but were prevented by a confederate, who had evidently been on the watch outside, and who struck the barkeeper and drove him away. Patrolman Parker, of the Fifteenth Precinct, came up and took the wounded man into custody. He was carried to the Mercer-street Police station on a stretcher. He there gave his name as James Farrelly and his residence as No. 32 Bleecker-street. At the station-house he was recognized as a professional house thief and burglar, who had been arrested several weeks ago for a burglary at William Leutner's shoe store, No. 86 Bleecker-street, but was discharged by Justice Morgan for lack of evidence. Farrelly was taken to the New-York Hospital as a prisoner. An examination of the premises showed that Farrelly had mounted the iron railing on the side of the stoop of the house adjoining Moll's saloon, and thence clambered to the top of the projecting window of the saloon. This brought him on a level with the front windows of Mr. Moll's apartments. It was an easy task to open the window and step into the room. A number of burglaries and house robberies recently in Jersey City, have been the subject of Police investigation by detectives. They obtained testimony to show that several of them were committed by three professional thieves, named George Rines, Jacob Lindauer, and Martin Schmidt, who live in this City. The testimony was laid before the Grand Jury of Hudson County, and indictments were found against the men, and last evening Detectives Bowe and Kiernan came over with warrants for their arrest. With the assistance of Detectives Moran and Brennan, of the Fourteenth Precinct, Hines, Lindauer, and Schmidt were arrested at their residence, No. 141 Mott-street. In their possession were found a number of skeleton keys. They were locked up at the Mulberry-street Police station, and will be arraigned at the Tombs Court to-day.
# Navios Corporation v. The Ulysses II

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United States District Court for the District of Maryland
161 F. Supp. 932
Navios Corporation v. The Ulysses II, her engines, tackle, apparel, etc., and Compania Ulysses S.A., Panama, a corporation; Compania Fletera Cajotamil S.A., Panama, a corporation; Rio Azul Compania Armadora, S.A., Panama, a corporation
No. 3881, 3890, 3891. Argued: N/A --- Decided: April 30, 1958
Kirlin, Campbell & Keating, New York City, Clement C. Rinehart, Walter P. Hickey, New York City, and Ober, Williams, Grimes & Stinson, Robert W. Williams, Thomas W. Jamison, III, Baltimore, MD, for libelant.
Cardillo & Smith, New York City, Joseph Cardillo, Jr., Donald F. Mooney, New York City, Lord, Whip & Coughland, George W.P. Whip, Baltimore, MD, for respondents.
THOMSEN, Chief Judge.
# Mein Kampf (Stackpole Sons)/Afterword

Afterword
On the 9th of November, 1923, in the fourth year of its existence, the National-Socialist German Workers’ Party was dissolved and forbidden throughout the entire Reich. Today in November, 1926, it is free again throughout the entire Reich, and is stronger and more solid than ever.
All persecutions of the movement and of its leaders, all abuse and all slander could not affect it. The correctness of its ideas, the purity of its purposes, the will to sacrifice on the part of its ad­herents made it emerge from all suppression with increased vigor.
If, in the world of our present parliamentary corruption, it concentrates more and more upon the deepest meaning of its battle and feels itself to be the pure embodiment of race and per­son, and arranges itself accordingly, it is bound, with almost mathematical certainty, to be victorious in its battle when the time comes. And Germany, likewise will, gain as a matter of course the position on this earth that she deserves if she is organ­ized and led by the same principles.
A state which in the days of race-poisoning endeavors to culti­vate its best racial elements is bound to become some day the lord of earth.
May the adherents of our movement never forget this, if the magnitude of the sacrifices should ever induce them to make an anxious comparison with the possible success.
# A Documentary History of Het (the) Nederdeutsche Gemeente

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# Rye Chronicle/1945/LeBaron Lindauer

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LeBaron Hart Lindauer (1867-1945) in an obituary in the Rye Chronicle on March 2, 1945.
LeBaron Lindauer. Funeral services for LeBaron Lindauer, of 45 Orchard Avenue, were held on Monday at the William H. Graham Funeral Home. Mr. Lindauer died suddenly last Friday at the United Hospital. The Rev. Dr. J. Lane Miller, pastor of the Methodist Church, officiated. Interment was in Greenwood Union Cemetery. Mr. Lindauer had been a resident of Rye for fifty-four years and had been employed on the Charles Sicard estate for twenty-three years prior to his retirement two years ago. He was sixty-five years old. Surviving are his wife, Catherine H. Lindauer, and a sister, Anna Lindauer Lowe, of Rye.
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# Mountains high. The Spotted Cow. And the Sailors Lamentation with the Merry Sailor

THE MOUNTAINS HIGH.
The Spotted Cow.
AND THE
SAILOR'S
LAMENTATION.
with the merry
SAILOR.
ENTERED ACCORDING TO ORDER.
* The Mountains High
* The Spotted Cow
* Sailor's Lamentation
* The Merry Sailor
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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# Little couple

The Little Couple.
To which are added,
The Soldier's Adieu.
What a Beau my Granny was.
The Happy Marriage.
AND
Old Adam.
Stirling, Printed by M. Rand II.
* The little Couple
* The Soldier's Adieu
* What a Beau my Granny was
* The Happy Marriage
* Old Adam
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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# Vivian Grey/Volume 1

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VIVIAN GREY.
VOL. I.
LONDON:
HENRY COLBURN, NEW BURLINGTON STREET.
1826.
LONDON:
PRINTED BY S. AND R. BENTLEY, DORSET STREET.
TO
THE BEST AND GREATEST OF MEN
I DEDICATE THESE VOLUMES.
HE, FOR WHOM IT IS INTENDED, WILL ACCEPT AND
APPRECIATE THE COMPLIMENT:
THOSE, FOR WHOM IT IS NOT INTENDED, WILL—
DO THE SAME.
VIVIAN GREY.
BOOK THE FIRST.
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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# Vivian Grey/Volume 2

Layout 2
VIVIAN GREY.
LONDON:
PRINTED BY S. AND R. BENTLEY, DORSET STREET.
VIVIAN GREY.
VOL. II.
LONDON:
HENRY COLBURN, NEW BURLINGTON STREET.
1826.
VIVIAN GREY.
BOOK THE THIRD.
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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# Bob and His Landlady, or, The Young Soldier's Frolic

There are differences between the titles given on the front page and those at the head of each song; where this is the case, the latter have been used.
Bob and his Landlady,
OR, THE
Young Soldier's Frolic.
To which is added,
LOW down in the BROOM.
The LITTLE COUPLE.
SEIZE OCCASION.
A NEW SONG.
Entered according to Order.
* Bob and His Landlady, or, The Young Soldier's Frolic
* Low Down in the Broom
* The Little Couple
* Seize Occasion
* A New Song
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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# Bob and His Landlady, or, The Young Soldier's Frolic/Bob and His Landlady, or, The Young Soldier's Frolic

BOB and his LANDLADY; Or, The young Soldier's Frolic,
# Bob and His Landlady, or, The Young Soldier's Frolic/Low Down in the Broom

LOWDOWN in the BROOM.
# Bob and His Landlady, or, The Young Soldier's Frolic/Seize Occasion

SEIZE OCCASION.
# Bob and His Landlady, or, The Young Soldier's Frolic/A New Song

A NEW SONG.
FINIS.
# Bob and His Landlady, or, The Young Soldier's Frolic/The Little Couple

The LITTLE COUPLE.
# The Little Couple

* "The Little Couple", in Bob and His Landlady, or, The Young Soldier's Frolic (n.d.), a chapbook with no printing information
* "The little Couple", in Little couple (n.d.), a chapbook printed in Stirling
# Little couple/The little Couple

The little Couple.
There was a little man, And he woo’d a little maid, And he said, little maid will you wed wed wed, I have little more to say, Say me either yea or nay, Little said is soonest mended-ded-ded.
The little maid reply’d; Little Sir, you’ve little said, To enduce a little maid to wed, wed, wed, You must say a little more, And produce a little ore, Ere I to the church will be led led, led.
The little man reply'd, If you’ll be my little bride, I will raise my little notes a little higher higher higher, Though I’ve little for to prate, Yet my little heart is great, By the little god of love I’m on fire, fire, fire.
The little maid reply'd, If I be your little bride, Pray what will you give me for to eat, eat, eat,
​Would the flame that you’re so rich in, Light a fire into the kitchen, Or the little god of love turn the spit, spit, spit.
The little man reply’d, And some said, a little cry’d,
For his little heart was fill'd with sorrow sorrow sorrow, With the little that I have, I will be your little slave, And the rest my little dear, we will borrow bor- row, borrow,
Thus did the little gent, Make the little maid relent, For her little heart began for to beat, beat, beat, Though his offers were but small, She accepted of them all, Now she thanks her little stars for her fate, fate, fate.
# Little couple/The Soldier's Adieu

The Soldier's Adieu.
Adieu! adieu! my only life. My honour calls me from thee! Remember thou’rt a ſoldiers wife. Thoſe tears but ⟨ill become⟩ thee. What tho’ by duty I am call'd, Where thund'ring cannons rattle, Where valour’s ſelf might ſtand appall'd; When on the wings of thy dear love, To heaven above Thy fervant oriſons are flown? The tender pray’r Thou putt'ſt there,
​Shall call a guardian angel down To watch me in the battle.
My ſafety thy fair truth ſhall be, As ſheild and buckler ſerving; My life ſhall be more dear to me, Becauſe of thy preſerving Let peril come; let horror threat; Let thundering cannons rattle; I fearleſs ſeek the conflict's heat, Aſſun'd when on the wings, &c.
Enough with that benignant ſmile, Some kindred god inſpir’d thee, Who ſaw thy boſom void of guile, Who wonder'd and admir’d thee. I go aſſur’d my life adieu. The thund'ring cannons rattle; Tho' murd'ring carnage walk in view; When on the wings of thy dear love, To heaven above, &c.
# Tragical end of William and Margaret/The Soldier's Adieu

The Soldier's Adieu.
ADIEU! adieu my only life. My honour cal:ls me from thee! Remember thou’rt a ſoldiers wife. Thoſe tears but ill ⟨become⟩ thee. What tho' by duty I am call'd, Where thund'nin cannons rattle: Where valour's ſelf might stand appall'd, When on the wings of thy dear love, To hevan above Thy ſervant oriſons are flown? The tener pray'r Thou put'ſt up there,
​Shall call a guardian angel down To watch me in the battle.
My ſafety thy fair trath ſhall be As ſhild and buckler ſerving; My life ſhall be see dear to me, Becauſe of thy preſerving. Let peri come; et horror rereat; Let thund'ring cannons rattle; I fearleſs ſeek the conflict'ſ, heat, Aſſur'd when on the wings, &c
Enough! with that benignant ſmile; Some kindred ged inſpir'd thee, Who ſaw thy boſom ve'd of guile, Who wonder'd add admir'd thee, I go, aſſur'd, my life, adieu Tho' thunde'ing canons rattle; Tho' murd'ring carnage talk is view; When on the wing of thy dear love; ſo heaven above, &c.
FINIS.
# The Lover's Songster/The Soldier's Adieu

The Soldier's Adieu.
ADIEU! adieu! my only life,
My honour calls me from thee:
Remember thou'rt a soldier's wife—
Those tears but ill become thee.
What though by duty I am call'd
Where thund'ring cannons rattle,
Where Valour's self might stand appall'd!
When on the wings of thy dear love,
To heaven above
Thy fervent orisons are flown;
The tender prayer
Thou putt'st up there,
Shall call a guardian angel down,
To watch me in the battle.