The Hive: A Collection of the Most Celebrated Songs, Հատոր 4J. Walthoe, 1732 |
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Արդյունքներ 19–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
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... complain , 198 Celia , hoard thy charms no more , 150 Celia now is all my fong , 222 Celladon , when spring came on , 187 Cloe proves falfe , but ftill she is charming ; 144 Cloe's a goddess in the groves , 179 Come , follow , follow me ...
... complain , 198 Celia , hoard thy charms no more , 150 Celia now is all my fong , 222 Celladon , when spring came on , 187 Cloe proves falfe , but ftill she is charming ; 144 Cloe's a goddess in the groves , 179 Come , follow , follow me ...
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... complain , What man in his wits had not rather be poor , 35 54 What tho ' they call me country lafs , 121 Whence comes it , neighbour Dick , 115 When Cloe was by Damon feen , 258 When Daphne first her shepherd saw , 239 When deceitful ...
... complain , What man in his wits had not rather be poor , 35 54 What tho ' they call me country lafs , 121 Whence comes it , neighbour Dick , 115 When Cloe was by Damon feen , 258 When Daphne first her shepherd saw , 239 When deceitful ...
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... complain ; And Zephyrs wafted thro ' the grove The murmurs of his hapless love : The queen who favours foft defire , And kindles ev'ry am'rous fire , Wing'd down her flight , the fwain to chear , And warbled comfort in his ear : Roufe ...
... complain ; And Zephyrs wafted thro ' the grove The murmurs of his hapless love : The queen who favours foft defire , And kindles ev'ry am'rous fire , Wing'd down her flight , the fwain to chear , And warbled comfort in his ear : Roufe ...
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... complain ; ' Tis muckle confufion , When beauty's illufion , Confines a man's foul in a chain . Ife cannot believe there's a loon , In country , in city , or town , Whose tongue and whofe heart , The truth will impart , When to years of ...
... complain ; ' Tis muckle confufion , When beauty's illufion , Confines a man's foul in a chain . Ife cannot believe there's a loon , In country , in city , or town , Whose tongue and whofe heart , The truth will impart , When to years of ...
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... complain , That Willy proves a faithlefs loone ? E'en let him gang his gate amayne , Ye'as find still mear when he is gone . He was a bonny , bonny lad , ' tis true , And foon a lafs cou'd win ; But fen he's gone , e'en let him gang ...
... complain , That Willy proves a faithlefs loone ? E'en let him gang his gate amayne , Ye'as find still mear when he is gone . He was a bonny , bonny lad , ' tis true , And foon a lafs cou'd win ; But fen he's gone , e'en let him gang ...
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Էջ 1 - For ever, Fortune, wilt thou prove An unrelenting foe to Love, And when we meet a mutual heart Come in between, and bid us part ? Bid us sigh on from day to day, And wish and wish the soul away; Till youth and genial years are flown, And all the life of life is gone...
Էջ 156 - AWAY, let nought to love displeasing, My Winifreda, move your care ; Let nought delay the heavenly blessing, Nor squeamish pride, nor gloomy fear. What tho...
Էջ 157 - How should I love the pretty creatures, While round my knees they fondly clung! To see them look their mother's features, To hear them lisp their mother's tongue! And when with envy time transported Shall think to rob us of our joys, You'll in your girls again be courted, And I'll go wooing in my boys.
Էջ 123 - If I would not give up the three Graces, I wish I were hang'd like a dog, And at court all the drawingroom faces, For a glance of my sweet Molly Mog.
Էջ 48 - Ah Colin! give not her thy vows, Vows due to me alone: Nor thou, fond maid, receive his...
Էջ 48 - 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!
Էջ 147 - And for the guests that were to dine, Brought Comus, Love, and Jocus. The god near Cupid drew his chair, Near Comus, Jocus plac'd ; For wine makes Love forget its care, And Mirth exalts a feast.
Էջ 112 - And wish me better sped, Flat as a flounder when I lie, And as a herring dead. Sure as a gun she'll drop a tear, And sigh, perhaps, and wish, When I am rotten as a pear, And mute as any fish.
Էջ 102 - THE last time I came o'er the moor, I left my love behind me : Ye pow'rs ! what pain do I endure, When soft ideas mind me : Soon as the ruddy morn display'd The beaming day ensuing, I met betimes my lovely maid In fit retreats for wooing.
Էջ 49 - When, stretch'd before her rival's corse, She saw her husband dead. Then to his Lucy's new-made grave, Convey'd by trembling swains, One mould with her, beneath one sod, For ever he remains.