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Ye clergy so wife , Who mylt'ries profound can demonstrate molt clear , How
worthy to rise ! You preach once a week , But your rithes never leck Above once
in a year : Come here without failing , And leave off your railing Come 1
DRINKING ...
Ye clergy so wife , Who mylt'ries profound can demonstrate molt clear , How
worthy to rise ! You preach once a week , But your rithes never leck Above once
in a year : Come here without failing , And leave off your railing Come 1
DRINKING ...
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The beggar whose portion is always his prayers , Not having a tatter to hang on
his tail , Is as rich in his rags as the churl in his bags , If he once but shakes hands
with a tankard of ale . It drives his poverty clean out of mind , Forgetting his ...
The beggar whose portion is always his prayers , Not having a tatter to hang on
his tail , Is as rich in his rags as the churl in his bags , If he once but shakes hands
with a tankard of ale . It drives his poverty clean out of mind , Forgetting his ...
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OF FT I've implor'd the gods in vain , And pray'd till I've been weary : For once I'll
seek my wish to gain Of Oberon the Fairy , Sweet airy being , wanton sprite , Who
liv'ft in woods unseen ; And oft by Cynthias silver light Tripp'ft gayly o'er the ...
OF FT I've implor'd the gods in vain , And pray'd till I've been weary : For once I'll
seek my wish to gain Of Oberon the Fairy , Sweet airy being , wanton sprite , Who
liv'ft in woods unseen ; And oft by Cynthias silver light Tripp'ft gayly o'er the ...
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Oftay not too long , my dear ; Sweet George , have me in mind . Her words
bewitch'd my childishness , She uttered them so kind : So that I made a vow ,
Next Sunday without fail , With my sweet Sarah once again To tell some pleasant
tale .
Oftay not too long , my dear ; Sweet George , have me in mind . Her words
bewitch'd my childishness , She uttered them so kind : So that I made a vow ,
Next Sunday without fail , With my sweet Sarah once again To tell some pleasant
tale .
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Show me him , said lord Howard then , Let me but once the villain fee , And c'ery
penny he hath from thee ta'en , I'll double the same with shillings threc . Now God
forbid , the merchant said , I fear your aim that you will mifs ; God bless you ...
Show me him , said lord Howard then , Let me but once the villain fee , And c'ery
penny he hath from thee ta'en , I'll double the same with shillings threc . Now God
forbid , the merchant said , I fear your aim that you will mifs ; God bless you ...
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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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