The Songs of Charles Dibdin: Chronologically Arranged, with Notes, Historical, Biographical, and Critical ; and the Music of the Best and Most Popular of the Melodies, with New Piano-forte Accompaniments, to which is Prefixed a Memoir of the Author, Volume 2

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G.H. Davidson, Peter's Hill, Doctors' Commons, 1848 - Ballads, English - 412 pages
 

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This is the second volume of the definitive collection of Dibdin's songs, including piano arrangements. For Dibdin fans, this is it. I've recorded several with these arrangements as part of the album "The Top Hits of 1776" which may be seen/heard complete for free at http://www.astrococktail.com/tophits1776.html. This volume has both words and music to major hits not included in the first volume, such as "Lovely Nan", "Tom Tackle", "and "While Up The Shrouds", mainly because it includes more from the Entertainments Sans Souci, one of Dibdin's most delectable offerings. Still there are many for which one longs for the tunes, such as "The Hare Hunt", where only the lyrics are included, so earlier texts have to be sought out, as is the case for many of his less-famous songs.
If there is any downside to the collection, it is the style of the arrangements, which though florid are a bit overly Victorian in that respect, whereas earlier arrangements closer to Dibdin's time are a bit more fluid and closer to the original, informal style in which he performed them. But that is a small thing, considering how wonderful it is to have so much of Britain's most prolific and talented pop songwriter in one place.
-- John Townley, Sea Cliff, NY, USA
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Page 418 - In the grave where a Briton has laid him ! But half of our heavy task was done When the clock struck the hour for retiring, And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.
Page 418 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him.
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Page 418 - NOT a drum was heard, nor a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried.
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Page 41 - But, oh ! much sweeter than all these, Is Jack's delight, — his lovely Nan. The needle, faithful to the north, To show of constancy the worth, A curious lesson teaches man ; The needle, time may rust, — a squall Capsize the binnacle and all, Let seamanship do all it can : My love in worth shall higher rise, — Nor time shall rust, nor squalls capsize My faith and truth to lovely Nan.

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