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Lyr Req: Pictures of Memory (Carey/Root)
| Bill (ssssbill@aol.com) | 22 Apr 97 - 03:48 AM | |
| Joe Offer | 23 May 02 - 11:54 AM | |
| MMario | 23 May 02 - 12:02 PM | |
| Joe Offer | 23 May 02 - 06:09 PM | |
| masato sakurai | 24 May 02 - 09:57 AM | |
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Lyr Req: Pictures of Memory (Carey/Root)
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Subject: Among the Beautiful Pictures info From: Bill (ssssbill@aol.com) Date: 22 Apr 97 - 03:48 AM Howdy Folks, Emery (from Pete & Emery on western PA radio years ago) has the words and music for “Among the Beautiful Pictures” by Alice Carey. He has asked me if any of you folks can give any information about this song he found in a 1936 songbook. I've never heard the song. Thanks for the help. Allinkausay, Bill |
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Subject: RE: Among the Beautiful Pictures info From: Joe Offer Date: 23 May 02 - 11:54 AM Refresh. This is an old one, but I think Bill is still around. -Joe Offer- |
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Subject: RE: Among the Beautiful Pictures info From: MMario Date: 23 May 02 - 12:02 PM lyrics by Alice Carey - music by Georg F. Root from PDmusic
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Subject: ADD: Pictures of Memory From: Joe Offer Date: 23 May 02 - 06:09 PM Thanks for the link, MMario. It's a nice song. I think I'll post it. -Joe Offer- To John P.[?] Crosby, Exq. "Pictures of Memory" (1852) Words by Alice Carey Music by George Frederick Root, 1820-1895 [1.] Among the beautiful pictures That hang on memory's wall, Is one of a dim old forest, That seemeth the best of all; Not for the gnarled oaks olden, Dark with mistletoe; Not for the violets golden That sprinkle the vale below; Not for the snow-white lilies That lean from the fragrant hedge, Coquetting all day with the sunbeams, And stealing their golden edge; Not for the vines on the upland Where the bright red berries rest, Nor the pinks, nor the pale sweet cow-slips, It seemeth to me the best. [2.] I once had a little brother, With eyes that were dark and deep In the lap of that dim old forest He lieth in peace asleep; Light as the down of the thistle, Free as the winds that blow, We roved there the beautiful summers, The summers of long ago. We roved there the beautiful summers, The summers of long ago. [Bridge] But his feet on the hills grew weary And one of the autumn eves, I made for my little brother A bed of the yellow leaves; Sweetly his pale arms folded My neck in a meek embrace, As the light of immortal beauty, Silently covered his face, And when the arrows of sunset, Lodged in the tree tops bright, He fell in his saint-like beauty Asleep by the gates of light. [3.] Therefore of all the pictures That hang on memory's wall, The one of the dim old forest, Seemeth the best of all. |
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Subject: RE: Among the Beautiful Pictures info From: masato sakurai Date: 24 May 02 - 09:57 AM PUBLIC DOMAIN MUSIC: The Music of George Frederick Root (the site MMario linked to) has also a MIDI (Click on "Pictures of Memory"). ~Masato
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