The Hive: A Collection of the Most Celebrated Songs, Հատոր 4J. Walthoe, 1732 |
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... leave Alas ! when charming Sylvia's gone , All own the young Sylvia is fatally fair , 226 81 190 29 254 All thoughts of freedom are too late , Alone , by a fountain , 151 9 An am'rous fwain to Juno pray'd , 27 Ann thou wert my ain thing ...
... leave Alas ! when charming Sylvia's gone , All own the young Sylvia is fatally fair , 226 81 190 29 254 All thoughts of freedom are too late , Alone , by a fountain , 151 9 An am'rous fwain to Juno pray'd , 27 Ann thou wert my ain thing ...
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... leave me , i'troth I will know , How cruel is that parent's care , How difmal's the lover's condition , How infipid were life without thofe delights How pleafant a failer's life paffes , How fweet is the ev'ning air , I I Am a poor ...
... leave me , i'troth I will know , How cruel is that parent's care , How difmal's the lover's condition , How infipid were life without thofe delights How pleafant a failer's life paffes , How fweet is the ev'ning air , I I Am a poor ...
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... leave , To go in queft of toilfome glory . Half - fpoken words hang on each tongue , Their eyes refus'd their ufual meeting ; And fighs fupply'd their wonted fong , These charming founds were chang'd to weeping . Dear idol of my foul ...
... leave , To go in queft of toilfome glory . Half - fpoken words hang on each tongue , Their eyes refus'd their ufual meeting ; And fighs fupply'd their wonted fong , These charming founds were chang'd to weeping . Dear idol of my foul ...
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... leave me ; And , more to aggravate my woes , Be you fo good as to forgive me . L Infant Love Unfteady . OVE , kindled in a breast too young , Is but a wand'ring fleeting paffion ; In riper years it grows more strong , When reason ...
... leave me ; And , more to aggravate my woes , Be you fo good as to forgive me . L Infant Love Unfteady . OVE , kindled in a breast too young , Is but a wand'ring fleeting paffion ; In riper years it grows more strong , When reason ...
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... leave to complain Of so ungrateful a creature . Tho ' I beheld , in your wand'ring eyes , The wanton fymptoms of ranging , Yet I refolv'd against being wife , And lov'd you in fpight of your changing . The ANSWER . HY fhou'd you blame ...
... leave to complain Of so ungrateful a creature . Tho ' I beheld , in your wand'ring eyes , The wanton fymptoms of ranging , Yet I refolv'd against being wife , And lov'd you in fpight of your changing . The ANSWER . HY fhou'd you blame ...
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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.