The Hive: A Collection of the Most Celebrated Songs, Том 2J. Walthoe, 1727 |
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... say more ; Inpatient with defire , at last I must confefs , I am untrue Infulting beauty , you mispend In vain a thousand flaves have try'd In vain , fond youth , thy tears give o'er ; I saw , I gaz'd , I figh3d , I lov'd I figh'd , and ...
... say more ; Inpatient with defire , at last I must confefs , I am untrue Infulting beauty , you mispend In vain a thousand flaves have try'd In vain , fond youth , thy tears give o'er ; I saw , I gaz'd , I figh3d , I lov'd I figh'd , and ...
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... say that all my vows Pious Selinda goes to prayers , Poor Damon knock'd at Celia's door , Prepar'd to rail , resolv❜d to part , Pretty parrot , say , when I was away , Pr'ythee , Billy , Pursuing beauty , men defiry 199 142 187 133 79 ...
... say that all my vows Pious Selinda goes to prayers , Poor Damon knock'd at Celia's door , Prepar'd to rail , resolv❜d to part , Pretty parrot , say , when I was away , Pr'ythee , Billy , Pursuing beauty , men defiry 199 142 187 133 79 ...
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... Say I am forfworn , Why d'ye with fuch difdain refufe Why , lovely charmer , tell me why , Why should coy beauty be fo bard Why fo coy and fo ftrange ? Why this talking ftill of dying , 215 45 92 98 83 114 137 34 133 135 236 54 Why we ...
... Say I am forfworn , Why d'ye with fuch difdain refufe Why , lovely charmer , tell me why , Why should coy beauty be fo bard Why fo coy and fo ftrange ? Why this talking ftill of dying , 215 45 92 98 83 114 137 34 133 135 236 54 Why we ...
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... say , Seems foolish ridiculous stuff ; My thoughts in a chaos do play ; No expreffions are worthy enough O faireft , your fervant believe , This is of true love the effect ; And what greater proof can he give ? For where there is love ...
... say , Seems foolish ridiculous stuff ; My thoughts in a chaos do play ; No expreffions are worthy enough O faireft , your fervant believe , This is of true love the effect ; And what greater proof can he give ? For where there is love ...
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... say there lies a white within , Tho ' black her pride controul : And what care I how black a face I fee , So there be whiteness in the foul , Still fuch an Ethiop be , VOL . II HOW D HOW can they taste of joys or grief , A Collection of ...
... say there lies a white within , Tho ' black her pride controul : And what care I how black a face I fee , So there be whiteness in the foul , Still fuch an Ethiop be , VOL . II HOW D HOW can they taste of joys or grief , A Collection of ...
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am'rous beauty Becauſe bleft breaſt bright cauſe ceaſe Celia charms Clarinda Cloe conftant cou'd cruel cry'd Cupid Damon dart dear defire deſpair difdain diſcover doth e'er eaſe eyes faid fair falfe fate fcorn fear fhade fhall fhepherd fhining fhou'd figh'd fighs filly fince fing fire firſt flame flave fmiles foft fome fond fool foon forrow foul ftill fuch fung fure fwain fweet gentle give grace grief grove heart Highland laddie kifs laſt lov'd Love for love love's lover maid moſt mufe mufick muſt ne'er never night nymph o'er paffion pain Phillis pleaſe pleaſure pow'r pride purſue raiſe reafon reft reſt ſay ſeen ſhall ſhe Silvia ſmile ſtill ſtream Strephon ſuch ſwain ſweet tears tell thee theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand thro treaſure trifle Twas vows Whilft whofe Whoſe wine wou'd youth
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Страница 155 - But now our fears tempestuous grow, And cast our hopes away ; Whilst you, regardless of our woe, Sit careless at a play ; Perhaps, permit some happier man To kiss your hand, or flirt your fan.
Страница 87 - But oh! what art can teach, What human voice can reach The sacred organ's praise? Notes inspiring holy love, Notes that wing their heavenly ways To mend the choirs above.
Страница 269 - Word and oath, Keep it, for then 'tis none of mine. Yet send me back my heart and eyes, That I may...
Страница 35 - Not, Celia, that I juster am Or better than the rest ; For I would change each hour, like them, Were not my heart at rest. But I am tied to very thee By every thought I have ; Thy face I only care to see, Thy heart I only crave.
Страница 55 - She cast not back a pitying eye : But left her lover in despair To sigh, to languish, and to die: Ah! how can those fair eyes endure To give the wounds they will not cure? Great God of Love, why hast thou made A face that can all hearts command, That all religions can invade, And change the laws of every land?
Страница 20 - A sigh or tear, perhaps, she'll give, But love on pity cannot live. Tell her that hearts for hearts were made, And love with love is only paid.
Страница 55 - Love, why hast thou made A face that can all hearts command, That all religions can invade, And change the laws of every land? Where thou hadst placed such power before, Thou shouldst have made her mercy more.
Страница 105 - Such beauty and pleasure does yield . The warblers are heard in the grove, The linnet, the lark, and the thrush, The blackbird, and sweet cooing dove, With music enchant every bush.
Страница 87 - Excites us to arms, With shrill notes of anger, And mortal alarms. The double double double beat Of the thundering drum Cries Hark! the foes come; Charge, charge, 'tis too late to retreat!
Страница 127 - PHILLIS, men say that all my vows Are to thy fortune paid ; Alas ! my heart he little knows, Who thinks my love a trade. Were I of all these woods the lord, One berry from thy hand More real pleasure would afford Than all my large command. My humble love has learned to live On what the nicest maid, Without a conscious blush, may give Beneath the myrtle shade.