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Anaxarchus , more patient than Job , By peftles was pounded to death , Yet scorn'
d that a groan or a sob Should waste the remains of his breath : But sure he was
free with the glass , And drank to a pitch of disdain , Or the strength of bis ...
Anaxarchus , more patient than Job , By peftles was pounded to death , Yet scorn'
d that a groan or a sob Should waste the remains of his breath : But sure he was
free with the glass , And drank to a pitch of disdain , Or the strength of bis ...
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He bargain'd with two ruffians rude , Which were of furious mood , That they
should take the children young , And slay them in a wood . He told his wife , and
all he had , He did the children send , To be brought up in fair Londòn , With one
that ...
He bargain'd with two ruffians rude , Which were of furious mood , That they
should take the children young , And slay them in a wood . He told his wife , and
all he had , He did the children send , To be brought up in fair Londòn , With one
that ...
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Why should you not ? quoth she : Ere I would want , were I a man , Or live in poor
estate ; On father , friends , and all my kin , I would my talons grate . For without
money , George , quoth the , A man is but a beast : And bringing money , thou ...
Why should you not ? quoth she : Ere I would want , were I a man , Or live in poor
estate ; On father , friends , and all my kin , I would my talons grate . For without
money , George , quoth the , A man is but a beast : And bringing money , thou ...
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If forty pound would buy the globe , This thing I would not do , fir , Or were my
friends as poor as Job , I'd never raise ' em fo , fir ; For should you prove one night
my friend , Wefe get a young kid together , And you'd be gone ere nine months ...
If forty pound would buy the globe , This thing I would not do , fir , Or were my
friends as poor as Job , I'd never raise ' em fo , fir ; For should you prove one night
my friend , Wefe get a young kid together , And you'd be gone ere nine months ...
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The trumpets sound : The colours flying are , my boys , To fight , kill , or wound :
May we still be found Content with our hard fare , my boys , On the cold ground .
1 1 Why , soldiers , why Should we be melancholy , boys ! Why , soldiers , why ?
The trumpets sound : The colours flying are , my boys , To fight , kill , or wound :
May we still be found Content with our hard fare , my boys , On the cold ground .
1 1 Why , soldiers , why Should we be melancholy , boys ! Why , soldiers , why ?
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Страница 153 - No wither'd witch shall here be seen, No goblins lead their nightly crew : The female fays shall haunt the green, And dress thy grave with pearly dew. The redbreast oft at evening hours Shall kindly lend his little aid, With hoary moss, and gather'd flowers, To deck the ground where thou art laid.
Страница 140 - AN old song made by an aged old pate, Of an old worshipful gentleman, who had a great estate, That kept a brave old house at a bountiful rate, And an old porter to relieve the poor at his gate ; Like an old courtier of the queen's, And the queen's old courtier.
Страница 144 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and...
Страница 252 - Sweet sister, do not fear ; God never prosper me nor mine, Nor aught else that I have, If I do wrong your children dear, When you are laid in grave.
Страница 87 - Who God doth late and early pray, More of His grace than gifts to lend; And entertains the harmless day With a religious book or friend : This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise, or fear to fall ; Lord of himself, though not of lands; And having nothing, yet hath all.
Страница 145 - Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat-- Come hither, come hither, come hither! Here shall we see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun And loves to live i' the sun, Seeking the food he eats And pleased with what he gets-- Come hither, come hither, come hither!
Страница 118 - Their purpose is ambition, Their practice only hate : And if they once reply, Then give them all the lie. Tell...
Страница 82 - Some have too much, yet still do crave; I little have, and seek no more. They are but poor, though much they have, And I am rich with little store: They poor, I rich; they beg, I give; They lack, I leave; they pine, I live.
Страница 253 - ... strife ; With one another they did fight About the children's life : And he that was of mildest mood, Did slay the other there, Within an unfrequented wood...
Страница 24 - But an eternal health goes round. Fill up the bowl, then, fill it high, Fill all the glasses there, for why Should every creature drink but I? Why, man of morals, tell me why?
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| Заглавие | Drinking songs. Miscellaneous songs. Ancient ballads Том 2 от A Select Collection of English Songs, Joseph Ritson |
| Съставена от | Joseph Ritson |
| Издател | J. Johnson, 1783 |
| Оригиналът е от | Нюйоркската обществена библиотека |
| Цифровизирана на | 14 Дек 2006 |
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