Vintagers’ Song to the Sun by Charles Mackay Peerless orb of life and light, Here beneath the cloudless blue, Lo! we quaff the liquor bright, And pray for rain and pleasant dew Here beneath thy ruddy beam,
Eternal Justice by Charles Mackay The man is thought a knave, or foo Or bigot, plotting crime, Who, for the advancement of his ki Is wiser than his time. For him the hemlock shall distil;
Song to the Germans by Charles Mackay When your rights are destroyed, an When your kings and your princes t O! shall it be said that no vengea The land of the Oder, the Elbe, a O! shall it be said that the Germ
You Have No Enemies by Charles Mackay You have no enemies, you say? Alas! my friend, the boast is poor He who has mingled in the fray Of duty, that the brave endure, Must have made foes! If you have 6
Reproach by Charles Mackay Hast thou forgotten her to whom You vowed such vows of truth, She who was dearest to thy heart In days of hope and youth? Dost thou forget the parting praye
The Maiden Pale by Charles Mackay The earth is white with the fallin And white is the forest tree, And my mocassin leaves no tell-tal As I come to visit thee. O! swift is my foot on the war-pat
The Greenwood Tree by Charles Mackay The soldier bold, when the bugles Must start from his pleasant sleep To measure alone his weary round On the gloomy castle-keep. But we, merry men, in the pathless
Wooing by Charles Mackay Tis sad to go a-roving Through the weary world alone, For the bliss of life is loving, Ere the days of youth are flown And old age is Love’s undoing,
The Wood-Nymph by Charles Mackay Far from bustle, strife, and care, ‘Mong the woods I’ve wooed her. And to her secluded nook, By the margin of a brook, And by waters bright and blue,
Gipsy Chaunt by Charles Mackay When tke sentinel mastiff keepeth And all is dark in the farmer’s ya Ere the early cock hath begun to c Abroad with the owl and the bat we Thirst is mighty-hunger is strong