The Tea-table Miscellany: A Collection of Choice Songs, Scots and English. In Four Volumes. By Allan Ramsay, Issue 420A. Donaldson and J. Reid. For A. Donaldson, 1762 - 448 pages |
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... myrtle grove 43 . Love never more fhall give me pain Late in an evening forth I went Let meaner beauties ufe their art Laft Sunday at St James's pray'rs 208 209 Love , Love , thou art the best of human joys Let Xvi INDE X.
... myrtle grove 43 . Love never more fhall give me pain Late in an evening forth I went Let meaner beauties ufe their art Laft Sunday at St James's pray'rs 208 209 Love , Love , thou art the best of human joys Let Xvi INDE X.
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... Pain'd with her flighting Jamie's love 51 Peggy , now the king's come 202 Pious Selinda goes to prayers 257 Pray now , John , let Jug prevail 259 267 278 297 315 389 413 435 Pretty parrot , fay , when I was away Phillis the faireft of ...
... Pain'd with her flighting Jamie's love 51 Peggy , now the king's come 202 Pious Selinda goes to prayers 257 Pray now , John , let Jug prevail 259 267 278 297 315 389 413 435 Pretty parrot , fay , when I was away Phillis the faireft of ...
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... pain Tranfported with pleasure The fages of old wit 155 183 184 200 202 208 228 244 251 255 273 313 The fmiling morn , the breathing spring 318 There came a ghoft to Margret's door 324 ' Twas at the fhining mid day hour 333 There was ...
... pain Tranfported with pleasure The fages of old wit 155 183 184 200 202 208 228 244 251 255 273 313 The fmiling morn , the breathing spring 318 There came a ghoft to Margret's door 324 ' Twas at the fhining mid day hour 333 There was ...
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... pains , Then let her fmiles relieve me . If not , my love will turn despair , My paffion no more tender . I'll leave the bufh aboon Traquair ; To lonely wilds I'll wander . An O DE . To the tune of , Polwarth on the Green .. T HO ...
... pains , Then let her fmiles relieve me . If not , my love will turn despair , My paffion no more tender . I'll leave the bufh aboon Traquair ; To lonely wilds I'll wander . An O DE . To the tune of , Polwarth on the Green .. T HO ...
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... afleep ? Tweed's murmurs fhould lull her to reft ; Kind nature indulging my blifs , To relieve the foft pains of my breast , I'd steal an ambrofial kifs . ! D. ' Tis " Tis fhe does the virgins excel , No beauty A COLLECTION TWEE D ...
... afleep ? Tweed's murmurs fhould lull her to reft ; Kind nature indulging my blifs , To relieve the foft pains of my breast , I'd steal an ambrofial kifs . ! D. ' Tis " Tis fhe does the virgins excel , No beauty A COLLECTION TWEE D ...
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Alake auld baith beauty Becauſe blate blefs'd blifs blyth bofom bonny braes breaft Broom of Cowdenknows charms chearful cou'd cry'd dear defire defpair delight deroll didle drink e'er ev'ry eyes faft faid fair falfe fcorn fhall fhepherd fhine fhou'd fighs filly fince fing fleep fmiles foft fome foon forrow foul fpring frae ftill fuch fwain fweet gowans are gay grace green hame happy heart highland laddie houſe Invermay Jeany Jenny kifs laddie laffie lafs laft Lochaber lov'd lover maid maun merry morning mufic muft muſt nae mair ne'er never night nymph o'er paffion pain Peggy pleaſe pleaſure rife Rob Morris rofe ſhall ſhe ſmile SONG ſpeak ſweet Syne tell thee thefe There's theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand tune Twas wawking Whilft Whofe wife wine wou'd Yarrow young
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