The Tea-table Miscellany: A Collection of Choice Songs, Scots & English, Volume 2 |
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... thou fairest thing in nature . Away , you rover Bacchus is a power divine Bacchus must now his power resign Believe my fighs , my tears my dear Belinda with affected mien PAGE 198 • • • 263 · 97 · Be wary , my Celia , when Celadon fues ...
... thou fairest thing in nature . Away , you rover Bacchus is a power divine Bacchus must now his power resign Believe my fighs , my tears my dear Belinda with affected mien PAGE 198 • • • 263 · 97 · Be wary , my Celia , when Celadon fues ...
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... thou art the best of human joys Maiden , fresh as a rofe . Man may escape from rope or gun May the ambitious ever find . My Chloe , why do ye flight me My days have been fo wondrous free 107 19 II2 32 249 29 238 225 180 20 18 233 89 55 ...
... thou art the best of human joys Maiden , fresh as a rofe . Man may escape from rope or gun May the ambitious ever find . My Chloe , why do ye flight me My days have been fo wondrous free 107 19 II2 32 249 29 238 225 180 20 18 233 89 55 ...
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... thou wilt be Oh ! the charming month of May • Old Chiron thus preach'd to his pupil Achilles On a bank befide a willow - On a bank of flowers · On Ettrick banks , in a fummer's night On Whitsunday morning One April morn , when from the ...
... thou wilt be Oh ! the charming month of May • Old Chiron thus preach'd to his pupil Achilles On a bank befide a willow - On a bank of flowers · On Ettrick banks , in a fummer's night On Whitsunday morning One April morn , when from the ...
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... I was a young lad • 212 247 99 125 • 63 205 254 159 When , lovely Phillis , thou art kind . When my locks are grown hoary When the bright god of day 87 163 • 132 When thy beauty appears PAGE 174 When you cenfure the INDEX . xi.
... I was a young lad • 212 247 99 125 • 63 205 254 159 When , lovely Phillis , thou art kind . When my locks are grown hoary When the bright god of day 87 163 • 132 When thy beauty appears PAGE 174 When you cenfure the INDEX . xi.
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... thou Shalt grieve for one Thy love will scorn , And prove as false as thou art now . SONG III . WHILST I fondly view the charmer , Thus the god of love I sue , Gentle Cupid , pray difarm her , Cupid , if you love me do : Of a thousand ...
... thou Shalt grieve for one Thy love will scorn , And prove as false as thou art now . SONG III . WHILST I fondly view the charmer , Thus the god of love I sue , Gentle Cupid , pray difarm her , Cupid , if you love me do : Of a thousand ...
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beauty Becauſe Bellaſpelling beſt bluſhes bonny breaſt Celia charms chearful Chloe cou'd cry'd dear defire derol Derry deſpair diſcover drink e'er Earl of Murray eaſe eaſy eyes fair falſe fcorn fhall fighs fing firſt fleep foft fome fooliſh foon forrow foul frae freſh ftill fuch fwain fweet glaſs gowans are gay heart himſelf houſe Invermay joys kind kiſs laſs laſt loft loſe lov'd lover maid maſon merry miſtreſs moſt muſt ne'er never night nymph o'er paffion pain paſs paſt Phillis pleaſe pleaſure poor praiſe pray purſue raiſe reaſon reſt roſe ſaid ſay ſee ſeen ſhall ſhe ſhould ſhow ſkies ſmiling ſoft SONG ſpeak ſports ſpring ſtate ſtay ſtill ſtream Strephon ſwain ſweet tell thee There's theſe thoſe thou thouſand thro treaſure trifle Twas uſe vex'd vows Whilft Whoſe wife wine wiſh wou'd young
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Page 143 - O dinna ye mind, young man," said she, "When ye was in the tavern a drinking, That ye made the healths gae round and round, And slighted Barbara Allan?" He turnd his face unto the wall, And death was with him dealing: "Adieu, adieu, my dear friends all, And be kind to Barbara Allan.
Page 236 - Since laws were made, for every degree, To curb vice in others, as well as in me, I wonder we ha'n't better company Upon Tyburn tree. But gold, from law, can take out the sting ; And if rich men, like us, were to swing, 'Twould thin the land, such numbers to string Upon Tyburn tree.
Page 21 - twas a pleasure too great ; I listen'd, and cried when she sung, Was nightingale ever so sweet ! How foolish was I to believe, She could dote on so lowly a clown, Or that her fond heart would not grieve To forsake the fine folk of the town ; To think that a beauty so gay So kind and so constant would prove, Or go clad, like our maidens, in...
Page 151 - Nor think him all thy own. To-morrow, in the church to wed, Impatient, both prepare ! But know, fond maid ; and know, false man, That Lucy will be there ! " Then bear my corse, my comrades, bear, This bridegroom blithe to meet, He in his wedding-trim so gay, I in my winding-sheet.
Page 150 - The solemn boding sound, And thus in dying words bespoke The virgins weeping round...
Page 7 - William, who high upon the yard, Rock'd with the billows to and fro. Soon as her well-known voice he heard, He sigh'd and cast his eyes below: The cord slides swiftly through his glowing hands.
Page 58 - Away with your sheephooks, and take to your arms : Then laurels and myrtles your brows shall adorn, When Pan, and his son, and fair Syrinx return.
Page 14 - Of all the days that's in the week I dearly love but one day — And that's the day that comes betwixt A Saturday and Monday...
Page 75 - O'er my dim Eyes a Darkness hung; My Ears with hollow Murmurs rung. In dewy Damps my Limbs were chill'd; My Blood with gentle Horrors thrill'd; My feeble Pulse forgot to play, I fainted, sunk, and dy'd away.
Page 20 - Ghosts.* r \ESPAIRING beside a clear stream, A shepherd forsaken was laid ; And while a false nymph was his theme, A willow supported his head. The wind, that blew over the plain, To his sighs with a sigh did reply : And the brook, in return to his pain, Ran mournfully murmuring by.