Penn, Arthur A., 1875-1941
Arthur A. Penn
VIAF ID: 59513003 ( Personal )
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Preferred Forms
- 100 0 _ ‡a Arthur A. Penn
- 100 1 _ ‡a Penn, Arthur A ‡d 1875-1941
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- 100 1 _ ‡a Penn, Arthur A. ‡d 1875-1941
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- 100 1 _ ‡a Penn, Arthur A., ‡d 1875-1941
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4xx's: Alternate Name Forms (4)
Works
Title | Sources |
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After the war is over | |
All hail to our King of Heaven and Earth | |
All our fair land | |
B. and F., I. and R., now shout loud Hurrah | |
B.B.F.I.S.R. : the march of the letters allied | |
Back again to old Japan. | |
Billy Lightfoot's song. | |
Carissima. | |
Christmas carol | |
The city of St. John N.B. : song | |
Come back after harvest time : a song of Halifax, N.S. | |
Correspondence from Arthur A. Penn, New London, Connecticut, to Ray Baker Harris, Washington, D.C. | |
A daughter of Saint John : song | |
O fair, bright land | |
Fall in! Fall in on the double! | |
Flickering firelight : shadow dance | |
For freedom and for peace | |
For King George and Canada : song | |
O for the wings of white seagull. | |
Harvest winds are sighing | |
A heart once went. | |
The ice king's bride : song | |
Japanese Nodding Doll. | |
Just enough of a river | |
Kitchener | |
Lad o'mine | |
The magic of your eyes | |
Marching, marching on, Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah! | |
Meet me in dear old Quebec | |
Mine honor and my love | |
Mrs. Gabble's song. | |
My country - god's country | |
My rainbow ribbon girl | |
My thoughts wander back to Halifax | |
Oh, Powder Puff! | |
On that ill-fated day | |
Our guardian angels : song | |
Protect the USA | |
Ring! Ring! joyful bells on this memorable morn! | |
Santa Claus hides in your phonograph | |
Ship went forth in pow'r and might | |
Smilin' through | |
The soldiers of our empire : song | |
Some are fighting in the trenches cold and damp | |
Suki Tong. | |
Sunrise and you | |
They shall not pass! | |
Thistle and the Shamrock | |
To Coaticook River of my boyhood : solo | |
Twlight in Lorraine | |
Unrequired Love. | |
When Jack came home from work one night | |
When memory smiles : song | |
When the evening shadows are falling | |
When the sun on a bright spring morning | |
When we're apart : song | |
When your baby boy shall lisp to you | |
Yes, while we sleep, In slumber deep beyond God's gate of pearl and gold |