Drinking songs. Miscellaneous songs. Ancient balladsJ. Johnson, 1783 |
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SONG III . OME fay women are like the feas , SOME Some the rose that foon decays ; rocks & Some the weather , and fome the cocks : But if you'll give me leave to tell , There's nothing can be compar'd fo well , As wine , wine , women ...
SONG III . OME fay women are like the feas , SOME Some the rose that foon decays ; rocks & Some the weather , and fome the cocks : But if you'll give me leave to tell , There's nothing can be compar'd fo well , As wine , wine , women ...
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... think ; Give us a falt Weftphalia gammon , Not meat to eat , but meat to drink . ' Tis wine , & c . It makes the backward spirits brave , That lively that 5 Some 42 DRINKING SONGS . The richest and greatest are poor and repine, ...
... think ; Give us a falt Weftphalia gammon , Not meat to eat , but meat to drink . ' Tis wine , & c . It makes the backward spirits brave , That lively that 5 Some 42 DRINKING SONGS . The richest and greatest are poor and repine, ...
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... Some have the tific , fome the rheum , Some have the palfy , fome the gout ; Some fwell with fat , and fome confume , But they are found that drink all out . Tis wine , & c . Some men want youth , and fome want health , Some want a wife ...
... Some have the tific , fome the rheum , Some have the palfy , fome the gout ; Some fwell with fat , and fome confume , But they are found that drink all out . Tis wine , & c . Some men want youth , and fome want health , Some want a wife ...
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... join'd to rail at wine . And Comus , loudly curfing wit , Roll'd off to some retreat , Where boon companions gravely fit In fat unwieldy state . E Bacchus Bacchus and Jocus ftill behind , For one fresh glass DRINKING SONG S. 49.
... join'd to rail at wine . And Comus , loudly curfing wit , Roll'd off to some retreat , Where boon companions gravely fit In fat unwieldy state . E Bacchus Bacchus and Jocus ftill behind , For one fresh glass DRINKING SONG S. 49.
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... some pains I would take , And not bury the praise of a pot of good ale . The more to procure me , then he did adjure me If the ale I drank last were nappy and ftale , To do it its right , and ftir up my fprite , And fall to commend a ...
... some pains I would take , And not bury the praise of a pot of good ale . The more to procure me , then he did adjure me If the ale I drank last were nappy and ftale , To do it its right , and ftir up my fprite , And fall to commend a ...
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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?