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A Canadian Folk-Song
William Wilfred Campbell
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- A Canadian Folk Song - Read by ARR
A Canadian Folk Song by William Wilfred Campbell Read for LibriVox.org by Anna Roberts A Canadian Folk Song The doors are shut, the windows fast, Outside the gusts is driving past, Outside the shivering ivy clings, While on the hob the kettle sings.
Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily. The streams are hushed up where they flowed, The ponds are frozen along the road, The cattle are housed and shed and buyer, While singeth the kettle on the fire. Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily. The fisherman on the bay in his boat Shivers and buttons up his coat,
The traveler stops at the tavern door, And the kettle answers the chimney's roar. Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily. The firelight dances upon the wall, Footsteps are heard in the outer hall, And a kiss and a welcome that fill the room, And the kettle sings in the glimmer and gloom. Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily.
End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- A Canadian Folk Song - Read by DL
A Canadian Folk Song by William Wilford Campbell. The doors are shut, the windows fast, Outside the gust is driving past, Outside the shivering ivy clings, While on the hob the kettle sings, Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily. The streams are hushed up where they flowed, The ponds are frozen along the road,
The cattle are housed in shed and bier, While singeth the kettle on the fire, Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily. The fisherman on the bay in his boat Shivers and buttons up his coat, The traveller stops at the tavern door, And the kettle answers, the chimneys roar, Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily.
The firelight dances upon the wall, Footsteps are heard in the outer hall, And a kiss and a welcome that fill the room, And the kettle sings in the glimmer and loom, Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily.
- A Canadian Folk Song - Read by EEP
A Canadian Folk Song by William Wilfred Campbell Read for LibriVox.org by Ernst Pottinama January 7, 2009 Amsterdam, the Netherlands The doors are shut, the window is vast Outside the gust is driving past Outside the shivering ivy clings While on the hop the kettle sings
Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea Singeth the kettle merrily The streams are hushed up where they float The ponds are frozen along the road The cattle are housed in shed and bire While singeth the kettle on the fire Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea Singeth the kettle merrily The fisherman on the bay in his boat Shivers and buttons up his coat
The traveller stops at the tavern door And the kettle answers the chimney's roar Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea Singeth the kettle merrily The firelight dances upon the wall Footsteps are heard in the outer hall And a kiss and a welcome that fill the room And the kettle sings in the glimmer and gloom Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea Singeth the kettle merrily
End of poem. This recording is in a public domain.
- A Canadian Folk-Song - Read by AC
A Canadian Folk Song by William Wilfred Campbell Read for LibriVox.org by Anne Chang The doors are shut, the windows fast Outside the gust is driving past Outside the shivering ivy clings While on the hob the kettle sings Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea Sing if the kettle merrily
The streams are hushed up where they flowed The ponds are frozen along the road The cattle are housed in shed and bire While sing if the kettle on the fire Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea Sing if the kettle merrily The fisherman on the bay in his boat Shivers and buttons up his coat The traveller stops at the tavern door And the kettle answers the chimney's roar
Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea Sing if the kettle merrily The firelight dances upon the wall Footsteps are heard in the outer hall And a kiss and a welcome that fill the room And the kettle sings in the glimmer and gloom Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea Sing if the kettle merrily End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- A Canadian Folk-Song - Read by AF
A Canadian Folk Song by William Wilfred Campbell Read for LibriVox.org by Andrea Fiore The doors are shut, the windows fast, Outside the gust is driving past, Outside the shivering ivy clings, While on the hob the kettle sings. Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily.
The streams are hushed up where they flowed, The ponds are frozen along the road, The cattle are housed in shed and bier, While singeth the kettle on the fire. Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily. The fisherman on the bay in his boat Shivers and buttons up his coat, The traveler stops at the tavern door, And the kettle answers the chimney's roar.
Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily. The firelight dances upon the wall, Footsteps are heard in the outer hall, And a kiss and a welcome that fill the room, And the kettle sings in the glimmering gloom. Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily. End of poem.
This recording is in the public domain.
- A Canadian Folk-Song - Read by AJN
A Canadian Folk Song by William Wilfred Campbell. Read by Ammon Nelson for LibriVox.org. January 2009. West Valley City, Utah. Spiffy3.wordpress.com.
The doors are shut, the windows fast. Outside the gust is driving past. Outside the shivering ivy clings while on the hob the kettle sings. Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea. Singeth the kettle merrily.
The streams are hushed up where they flowed. The ponds are frozen along the road. The cattle are housed in shed and bire while singeth the kettle on the fire. Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea. Singeth the kettle merrily.
The fisherman on the bay in his boat shivers and buttons up his coat. The traveler stops at the tavern door and the kettle answers the chimney's roar. Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea. Singeth the kettle merrily. The firelight dances upon the wall.
Footsteps are heard in the outer hall. And a kiss and a welcome that fill the room. And the kettle sings in the glimmer and gloom. Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea. Singeth the kettle merrily.
End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- A Canadian Folk-Song - Read by ARS
A Canadian Folk Song by William Wilfrid Campbell Read for LibriVox.org by Captain Allegra The doors are shut, the windows fast Outside the gust is driving past Outside the shivering ivy clings While on the hob the kettle sings Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea Singeth the kettle merrily
The streams are hushed up where they flowed The ponds are frozen along the road The cattle are housed in shed and bier While singeth the kettle on the fire Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea Singeth the kettle merrily The fisherman on the bay in his boat Shivers and buttons up his coat The traveller stops at the tavern door And the kettle answers the chimney's roar
Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea Singeth the kettle merrily The firelight dances upon the wall Footsteps are heard in the outer hall And a kiss and a welcome that fill the room And the kettle sings in the glimmer and gloom Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea Singeth the kettle merrily
- A Canadian Folk-Song - Read by CSM
A Canadian Folk Song by William Wilfred Campbell Read for LibriVox.org by Carol Stripling The doors are shut, the windows fast, Outside the gust is driving past, Outside the shivering ivy clings, While on the hob the kettle sings, Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, Sing it the kettle merrily.
The streams are hushed up where they flowed, The ponds are frozen along the road, The cattle are housed in shed and bire, While singeth the kettle on the fire, Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, Sing it the kettle merrily. The fisherman on the bay in his boat Shivers and buttons up his coat, The traveler stops at the tavern door, And the kettle answers the chimney's roar,
Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, Sing it the kettle merrily. The firelight dances upon the wall, Footsteps are heard in the outer hall, And a kiss and a welcome that fill the room, And the kettle sings in the glimmer and gloom, Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, Sing it the kettle merrily.
- A Canadian Folk-Song - Read by DB
A Canadian Folk Song by William Wilfred Campbell Read for LibriVox.org by DailyVab The doors are shut, the windows fast, outside the gust is driving past, outside the shivering ivy clings, while on the hob the kettle sings, Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, singeth the kettle merrily.
The streams are hushed up where they flowed, the ponds are frozen along the road, the cattle are housed in shed and bire, while singeth the kettle on the fire, Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, singeth the kettle merrily. The fisherman on the bay in his boat shivers and buttons up his coat, the traveller stops at the tavern door, and the kettle answers the chimney's roar,
Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, singeth the kettle merrily. The firelight dances upon the wall, footsteps are heard in the outer hall, and a kiss and a welcome that fill the room, and the kettle sings in the glimmer and gloom, Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, singeth the kettle merrily. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- A Canadian Folk-Song - Read by DGF
A Canadian Folk Song by William Wilfred Campbell. Read for LibriVox.org by David Federman. The doors are shut, the windows fast, outside the gust is driving past, outside the shivering ivy clings, while on the hob the kettle sings. Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, singeth the kettle merrily.
The streams are hushed up where they flowed. The ponds are frozen along the road. The cattle are housed in shed and bire, while singeth the kettle on the fire. Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, singeth the kettle merrily. The fisherman on the bay in his boat shivers and buttons up his coat.
The traveller stops at the tavern door, and the cattle answers the chimney's roar. Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, singeth the kettle merrily. The firelight dances upon the wall, footsteps are heard in the outer hall, and a kiss and a welcome that fill the room, and the kettle sings in the glimmer and gloom. Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, singeth the kettle merrily.
End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- A Canadian Folk-Song - Read by DNS
Canadian Folk Song by William Wilfred Campbell, read for LibriVox.org by Donna Stewart. January 6, 2009, Seattle, Washington. The doors are shut, the windows fast, outside the gust is driving past, outside the shivering ivy clings, while on the hob the kettle sings, Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, sings the kettle merrily.
The streams are hushed up where they flowed, the ponds are frozen along the road, the cattle are housed in shed and buyer, while singeth the kettle on the fire, Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, sings the kettle merrily. The fisherman on the bay in his boat shivers and buttons up his coat, the traveller stops at the tavern door and the kettle answers the chimney's roar,
Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, sings the kettle merrily. The firelight dances on the wall, footsteps are heard in the outer hall, and a kiss and a welcome that fill the room, and the kettle sings in the glimmer and gloom, Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, singeth the kettle merrily. End of poem.
This recording is in the public domain.
- A Canadian Folk-Song - Read by KTJY
A Canadian Folk Song by William Wilfred Campbell Read for LibriVox.org by Karen Yamada The doors are shut, the windows fast, Outside the gusts is driving past, Outside the shivering ivy clings, While on the hob the kettle sings, Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily.
The streams are hushed up where they flowed, The ponds are frozen along the road, The cattle are housed in shed and bier, While singeth the kettle on the fire, Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily. The fisherman on the bay in his boat, Shivers and buttons up his coat, The traveller stops at the tavern door, And the kettle answers the chimney's roar,
Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily. The firelight dances upon the wall, Footsteps are heard in the outer hall, And a kiss and a welcome that fill the room, And the kettle sings in the glimmer and gloom, Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily.
- A Canadian Folk-Song - Read by LAH
A Canadian Folk Song by William Wilfred Campbell. Read for LibriVox.org by Leanne Howlett. The doors are shut, the windows fast, Outside the gust is driving past, Outside the shivering ivy clings, While on the hob the kettle sings. Marjorie marjorie make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily.
The streams are hushed up where they flowed, The ponds are frozen along the road, The cattle are housed and shed in bire, While singeth the kettle on the fire. Marjorie marjorie make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily. The fisherman on the bay in his boat Shivers and buttons up his coat, The traveler stops at the tavern door, And the kettle answers the chimney's roar.
Marjorie marjorie make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily. The firelight dances upon the wall, Footsteps are heard in the outer hall, And a kiss and a welcome that filled the room, And the kettle sings in the glimmer and doom. Marjorie marjorie make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily.
- A Canadian Folk-Song - Read by RD
A Canadian Folk Song by William Wilfred Campbell. Read for LibriVox.org by Philippa. The doors are shut, the windows fast. Outside the gust is driving past. Outside the shivering ivy clings.
While on the hob the kettle sings. Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily. The streams are hushed up where they flowed. The ponds are frozen along the road.
The cattle are housed in shed and bire. While singeth the kettle on the fire. Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily. The fisherman on the bay in his boat
Shivers and buttons up his coat. The traveller stops at the tavern door. And the kettle answers the chimney's roar. Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily.
The firelight dances upon the wall. Footsteps are heard in the outer hall. And a kiss and a welcome that fill the room. And the kettle sings in the glimmer and gloom. Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea,
Singeth the kettle merrily.
- A Canadian Folk-Song - Read by REF
A Canadian Folk Song by William Wilfred Campbell. Read for LibriVox.org by Rhonda Federman. The doors are shut, the windows fast, Outside the gust is driving past. Outside the shivering ivy clings, While on the hob the kettle sings. Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily.
The streams are hushed up where they flowed, The ponds are frozen along the road. The cattle are housed in shed and bier, While singeth the kettle on the fire. Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily. The fisherman on the bay in his boat Shivers and buttons up his coat. The traveler stops at the tavern door, And the kettle answers the chimney's roar.
Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily. The firelight dances upon the wall, Footsteps are heard in the outer hall, And a kiss and a welcome that fill the room, And the kettle sings in the glimmer and gloom. Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily.
- A Canadian Folk-Song - Read by RN
A Canadian Folk Song by William Wilfred Campbell. Read for LibriVox.org by Raven Notation. The doors are shut, the windows fast. Outside the gust is driving past. Outside the shivering ivy clings.
While on the hob the kettle sings. Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea. Singeth the kettle merrily. The streams are hushed up where they flowed. The ponds are frozen along the road.
The cattle are housed in shed and bire. While singeth the kettle on the fire. Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea. Singeth the kettle merrily. The fisherman on the bay in his boat shivers and buttons up his coat.
The traveler stops at the tavern door and the kettle answers to the chimney's roar. Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea. Singeth the kettle merrily. The firelight dances upon the wall. Footsteps are heard in the outer hall.
And a kiss and a welcome that fill the room. And the kettle sings in the glimmer and gloom. Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea. Singeth the kettle merrily. End of poem.
This recording is in the public domain.
- A Canadian Folk-Song - Read by TG
A Canadian Folk Song by William Wilford Campbell Read for LibriVox.org by Trisha G. The doors are shut, the windows fast, Outside the gust is driving past, Outside the shivering ivy clings, While on the hob the kettle sings, Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily.
The streams are hushed up where they float, The ponds are frozen along the road, The cattle are housed in shed and bire, While singeth the kettle on the fire, Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily. The fisherman on the bay in his boat Shivers and buttons up his coat, The traveler stops at the tavern door, And the kettle answers the chimney's roar,
Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily. The firelight dances upon the wall, Footsteps are heard in the outer hall, And a kiss and a welcome that fill the room, And the kettle sings in the glimmer and gloom, Marjorie, Marjorie, make the tea, Singeth the kettle merrily.
