The Hive: A Collection of the Most Celebrated Songs, Том 2J. Walthoe, 1727 |
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... hand fome and the kind . Why then fhou'd I feek farther store , And still make love a - new : When change itself can give no more , ' Tis easy to be true . AM WHEN WHEN Artemira I approaching fee , The foft refiftlefs magick A ...
... hand fome and the kind . Why then fhou'd I feek farther store , And still make love a - new : When change itself can give no more , ' Tis easy to be true . AM WHEN WHEN Artemira I approaching fee , The foft refiftlefs magick A ...
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... fingers crow'd , And tell their joy for every kiss aloud . Small force there needs , to make them tremble fo , Touch'd by that hand who wou'd not tremble too . E 2 . THO ' THO HO ' Phyllis , you fcorn my addrefs , A Collection of Songs .
... fingers crow'd , And tell their joy for every kiss aloud . Small force there needs , to make them tremble fo , Touch'd by that hand who wou'd not tremble too . E 2 . THO ' THO HO ' Phyllis , you fcorn my addrefs , A Collection of Songs .
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... hand ; And , with a dying look , Cry'd , thus I fate command : Philander , ah ! my love , I come To meet thy fhade below ; Ah ! I come , fhe cry'd , With a wound so wide , There needs no fecond blow . In purple waves her blood Ran ...
... hand ; And , with a dying look , Cry'd , thus I fate command : Philander , ah ! my love , I come To meet thy fhade below ; Ah ! I come , fhe cry'd , With a wound so wide , There needs no fecond blow . In purple waves her blood Ran ...
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... d the sad nymph , all in tears , When the swain to the green did advance ; In his hand his new confort appears , With a train , gaily join'd , in a dance . ; Impa- Impatient , and fick at the fight , To the IIG A Collection of Songs .
... d the sad nymph , all in tears , When the swain to the green did advance ; In his hand his new confort appears , With a train , gaily join'd , in a dance . ; Impa- Impatient , and fick at the fight , To the IIG A Collection of Songs .
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... hand More real pleasure wou'd afford , Than all my large command . My humble love has learnt to live On what the nicest maid , Without a confcious blush , may give Beneath the myrtle - shade . Of coftly food it hath no need , And ...
... hand More real pleasure wou'd afford , Than all my large command . My humble love has learnt to live On what the nicest maid , Without a confcious blush , may give Beneath the myrtle - shade . Of coftly food it hath no need , And ...
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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.