And hark! the Nightingale begins its song, 'Most musical, most melancholy' bird! A melancholy bird?†his song Should make all Nature lovelier, and itself Be loved like Nature!

-Coleridge, Samuel Taylor
  'The Nightingale'.

In anguish we uplift A new unhallowed song: The race is to the swift, The battle to the strong. See Bible101:85.

-Davidson,John
  'War Song', stanza1.

A rainbowand a cuckoo's song May never come together again; May never come This side the tomb.

-Davies,W(illiam) H(enry)
  'A Great Time'.

And hear the pleasant cuckoo, loud and longö The simple bird that thinks two notes a song.

-Davies,W(illiam) H(enry)
  'April's Charms'.

The poets of each generation seldom sing a new song. They turn themes men always have loved, and sing them in the mode of their times.

-Day, Clarence Shepard
The Crow's Nest,'Humpty-Dumpty and  Adam'.

   Hark, the glad sound! The Saviour comes, The Saviour promised long; Let every heart exult with joy, And every voice be song!

-Doddridge, Philip
Hymns,'Hark,  the Glad Sound' (published1755).

'A song belongs to no man,'said JoeyThe Lips.'The Lord holds copyright on all songs.' 'Me arse,'said Outspan.

-Doyle, Roddy
  The Commitments.

Hey! MrTambourine Man, playa song for me. I'm not sleepyand there is no place I'm going to.

-Dylan, Bob pseudonym of  Robert Allen Zimmerman
  'Mr Tambourine Man'.

Sweet Thames, run softly till I end my song, Sweet Thames, run softly, for I speak not loud or long. But at my back in a cold blast I hear The rattle of the bones, and chuckle spread from ear to ear. See Marvell 556:62.

-Eliot,T(homas) S(tearns)
  The Waste Land, pt.3,'The Fire Sermon'.

   Wider comprehensions, deeper insights to the dead belong:ö Since for Love thou wakest not, sleeper, yet awake for sake of Song!

-Ferguson, Sir Samuel
c.1864  'The Tain-Quest'.

What use the green river, the gold place, if time and death pinned human in the pocket of my land not rest from taking underground the green all-willowed and white rose and bean flower and morning-mist picnic of song in pepper-pot breast of thrush?

-Frame,Janet Paterson also known as Jean PatersonFrame
Owls Do Cry, pt.1, ch.4.

The Huns†chanted a funeral song to the memory of a hero, glorious inhis life, invincible in his death, the father of his people, the scourge of his enemies, and the terror of the world.

-Gibbon, Edward
^88  Description of the funeralof  Attila the Hun. TheDecline and Fall of the Roman Empire, ch.35.

For I have a song to sing,O!† It is sung to the moon By a love-lorn loon, Who fled from the mocking throng,O! It's the song of a merryman moping mum, Whose soul was sad and whose glance was glum Who sipped no sup and who craved no crumb, As he sighed for the love of a ladye!

-Gilbert, Sir W(illiam) S(chwenck)
   Jack Point's song, TheYeomen of the Guard.

Ye holyangels bright, Who wait at God's right hand, Or through the realms of light Flyat your Lord's command, Assist our song, Or else the theme too high doth seem For mortal tongue.

-Gurney,John Hampden
  'Ye Holy AngelsBright', basedon a poemby RichardBaxter (1615^91).

Youcan't writea good song about awhore-houseunless you been in one.

-Guthrie,Woody (Woodrow Wilson)
  Quoted in Broadside.

As you walk through the storm, Hold your head up high, And don't be afraid of the dark, At the end of the storm, Is a golden sky, And the sweet silver song of the lark, Walk on through the wind, Walk on through the rain, Though your dreams be tossed and blown. Walk on, walk on, With hope in your hearts, And you'll never walk alone, You'll never walk alone.

-Hammerstein, Oscar, II
  Carousel,'You'll NeverWalk Alone' (music by Richard Rodgers). The song was subsequently released in a pop version by Gerry and the Pacemakers in1963 and adopted as a club song by Liverpool football club.

Holy, Holy, Holy! Lord God Almighty! Early in the morning our song shall rise toThee: Holy, Holy, Holy! merciful and mighty! God inThree Persons, blesse'  d Trinity.

-Heber, Reginald
  'Holy, Holy, Holy!'.

Yo he conocido cantores que era un gusto el escuchar; mas no quieren opinar y se divierten cantando; pero yo canto opinando, que es mi modo de cantar. I have known singers it was a pleasure to listen to; theyamuse themselves singing and don't care to give opinions; but I sing giving opinions and that's my kind of song.

-Herna¤ n dez,Jose¤
  La vuelta de Mart|¤  n Fierro, pt.1 (translated as Mart|¤  n Fierro, 1923).

With fingers wearyand worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly rags Plying her needle and threadö Stitch! stitch! stitch! In poverty, hunger, and dirt. And still with a voice of dolorous pitch She sang the'Song of the Shirt'.

-Honorius of Autun
  'The Song of the Shirt'.

O, for a draught of vintage! that hath been Cooled a long age in the deep-delved earth, Tasting of Flora and the country green, Dance, and Proven c° al song, and sunburnt mirth! O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim.

-Keats,John
  Lamia, Isabella, The Eve of St.  Agnes and Other Poems,'Ode to a Nightingale', stanza 2.