The Hive: A Collection of the Most Celebrated Songs, Том 2 |
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... does Flora disilofe ? 105 What is beauty ? what is youth ? Wbut man , in bis
wirs , bad not rather he poor , What means this niceness now of lite , What tho '
you cannot move her 131 When Artemira I approaching fee , Wben first I laid
siege to ...
... does Flora disilofe ? 105 What is beauty ? what is youth ? Wbut man , in bis
wirs , bad not rather he poor , What means this niceness now of lite , What tho '
you cannot move her 131 When Artemira I approaching fee , Wben first I laid
siege to ...
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H happy , happy groves Witness of our tender loves ; Oh happy , happy shade ,
Where first our vows were made : Blushing , sighing , melting , dying , Looks wou'
d charm a fove : A thousand pretty things she said , And all was love .
H happy , happy groves Witness of our tender loves ; Oh happy , happy shade ,
Where first our vows were made : Blushing , sighing , melting , dying , Looks wou'
d charm a fove : A thousand pretty things she said , And all was love .
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At first the laugh'd , but gaz'd the while , And foon it leffen'd to a smile ; Thence to
surprize and wonder came , Her breast to heave , her heart to flame : - Then cry'd
the out , ah ! now I prove Thou art a god , mot mighty Love . She wou'd have ...
At first the laugh'd , but gaz'd the while , And foon it leffen'd to a smile ; Thence to
surprize and wonder came , Her breast to heave , her heart to flame : - Then cry'd
the out , ah ! now I prove Thou art a god , mot mighty Love . She wou'd have ...
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Written at Sea , by the late Earl of Dorser , in the first Dutch War . To O all ye
ladies now at land We men at sea indite ; But first wou'd have ye understand How
hard it is to write ; The muses now , and Neptune too , We must implore to write to
...
Written at Sea , by the late Earl of Dorser , in the first Dutch War . To O all ye
ladies now at land We men at sea indite ; But first wou'd have ye understand How
hard it is to write ; The muses now , and Neptune too , We must implore to write to
...
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You violets , that first appear , By your fine purple mantles known , Like the proud
virgins of the year , As if the spring were all your own ; What are you when the
rose is blown ? You warbling chanters of the wood , Who fill our ears with
nature's ...
You violets , that first appear , By your fine purple mantles known , Like the proud
virgins of the year , As if the spring were all your own ; What are you when the
rose is blown ? You warbling chanters of the wood , Who fill our ears with
nature's ...
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appear arms bear beauty bliſs breaſt bright bring cauſe charms Cloe cold cou'd court cruel Cupid Damon dart dear death deny deſire deſpair diſdain drink e'er eaſe eyes face fair fall fate fear figh fire firſt flame fond fool gentle give gone grace grief grove hand happy hear heart hopes hour I'll kind kiſs laſt leave light live look love's lover maid mind move muſt nature ne'er never night nymph o'er once pain paſſion pity plain play pleaſe pleaſure poor pretty pride prove reſt ſaid ſay ſee ſhades ſhall ſhe ſhou'd ſmile ſoft ſoon ſoul ſtill Strephon ſuch ſwain ſweet tears tell thee theſe thoſe thou thought thouſand trifle true Twas vain voice vows Whoſe wine wou'd wound young 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.
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| Заглавие | The Hive: A Collection of the Most Celebrated Songs, Том 2 The Hive: A Collection of the Most Celebrated Songs |
| Издател | J. Walthoe, 1727 |
| Оригиналът е от | Оксфордският университет |
| Цифровизирана на | 10 юли 2007 |
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