The Hive: A Collection of the Most Celebrated Songs, Том 2J. Walthoe, 1727 |
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... wounds beyond curing , And the liquor , like oil , makes the flame more en- ( during . By cordials of wine love is kept from expiring , And our mirth is enliven'd by love and defiring ; Relieving each other , the pleasure is lasting ...
... wounds beyond curing , And the liquor , like oil , makes the flame more en- ( during . By cordials of wine love is kept from expiring , And our mirth is enliven'd by love and defiring ; Relieving each other , the pleasure is lasting ...
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... every feature , Shou'd give mankind despair : She gazes all around her , And gains a thousand hearts ; But Cupid cannot wound her , For fhe has all his darts . ON ON the bank of a river , clofe under the 14 A Collection of Songs .
... every feature , Shou'd give mankind despair : She gazes all around her , And gains a thousand hearts ; But Cupid cannot wound her , For fhe has all his darts . ON ON the bank of a river , clofe under the 14 A Collection of Songs .
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... 'd his pain . Too foon , alas too foon , in vain , The jealous fhepherd found , That who in love wou'd fhun the pain , Had best conceal the wound . GO Go tell Amynta , gentle swain , I wou'd not A Collection of Songs . 19-
... 'd his pain . Too foon , alas too foon , in vain , The jealous fhepherd found , That who in love wou'd fhun the pain , Had best conceal the wound . GO Go tell Amynta , gentle swain , I wou'd not A Collection of Songs . 19-
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... they vanish if purfu'd : Always fond of man's undoing ; Some we wound by being coy ; Gay and eafy , fmiles will ruin ; Grave and wife , our frowns destroy . 2 ลดา ค Advice Advice to CUPID . THO ' I'm a man in 42 A Collection of Songs .
... they vanish if purfu'd : Always fond of man's undoing ; Some we wound by being coy ; Gay and eafy , fmiles will ruin ; Grave and wife , our frowns destroy . 2 ลดา ค Advice Advice to CUPID . THO ' I'm a man in 42 A Collection of Songs .
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... ye nymphs , that sporting play'd ' Where poor Strephon was betray'd ; There the fecret wound fhe gave , When I first was made her flave . THE THE bright Laurinda , whose hard fate It was to 48 A Collection of Songs .
... ye nymphs , that sporting play'd ' Where poor Strephon was betray'd ; There the fecret wound fhe gave , When I first was made her flave . THE THE bright Laurinda , whose hard fate It was to 48 A Collection of Songs .
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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.