The Hive: A Collection of the Most Celebrated Songs ... ...J. Walthoe, 1729 |
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... pity first infpir'd my breaft ; And pity kindled into love . No cares , no courtship did I fpare , At once to aid and win the fair ; Yet ftill , alas , in vain I ftrovekal ove The giddy nymph my aid refus'd ; My youth defpis'd ; my love ...
... pity first infpir'd my breaft ; And pity kindled into love . No cares , no courtship did I fpare , At once to aid and win the fair ; Yet ftill , alas , in vain I ftrovekal ove The giddy nymph my aid refus'd ; My youth defpis'd ; my love ...
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... 'd move , And in prudence she'd pity my pain ; Good - nature and intereft fhou'd both make her kind , For the joy the might give , and the joy fhe might find . ; THERE HERE ne'er was fo wretched a lover as I , 44 . A Collection of Songs .
... 'd move , And in prudence she'd pity my pain ; Good - nature and intereft fhou'd both make her kind , For the joy the might give , and the joy fhe might find . ; THERE HERE ne'er was fo wretched a lover as I , 44 . A Collection of Songs .
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... pity , or return their love . Till on a time the hapless maid Retir'd , to fhun the heat o'th ' day , Into a grove , beneath whose shade Strephon , the careless fhepherd , fleeping lay : But , oh , fuch charms the youth adorn , Love is ...
... pity , or return their love . Till on a time the hapless maid Retir'd , to fhun the heat o'th ' day , Into a grove , beneath whose shade Strephon , the careless fhepherd , fleeping lay : But , oh , fuch charms the youth adorn , Love is ...
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... pity in thy looks I fee , I freely quit my friends for thee , Perfuafive love fo charms me then , My freedom I'd not wish again : But when thou art cruel and heed'ft not my care , Straight with a bumper I banish despair : So bravely ...
... pity in thy looks I fee , I freely quit my friends for thee , Perfuafive love fo charms me then , My freedom I'd not wish again : But when thou art cruel and heed'ft not my care , Straight with a bumper I banish despair : So bravely ...
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... pity to hear ? Ah , no ! she is cruel , as charming , I fear : Affift me , by reason to ransom my heart ; Or teach me to gain her ; oh , teach me the art ! Ye merciful powers , to you I complain ; Give love to the nymph ; or give ease ...
... pity to hear ? Ah , no ! she is cruel , as charming , I fear : Affift me , by reason to ransom my heart ; Or teach me to gain her ; oh , teach me the art ! Ye merciful powers , to you I complain ; Give love to the nymph ; or give ease ...
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Страница 205 - Come, my Celia, let us prove, While we can, the sports of love. Time will not be ours for ever, He, at length, our good will sever; Spend not then his gifts in vain. Suns that set may rise again: But if once we lose this light, 'Tis with us perpetual night.
Страница 101 - GIVE me more love, or more disdain; The torrid or the frozen zone Bring equal ease unto my pain; The temperate affords me none: Either extreme, of love or hate, Is sweeter than a calm estate.
Страница 73 - Now then love me: time may take Thee before thy time away: Of this need we'll virtue make, And learn love before we may.
Страница 102 - I was so good-humour'd, so cheerful and gay, My Heart was as light as a Feather all Day. But now I so cross and so peevish am grown, So strangely uneasy, as never was known. My fair one is gone, and my joys are all drown'd, And my Heart, - I am sure it weighs more than a Pound.
Страница 35 - HEAR, ye ladies that despise, What the mighty love has done ; Fear examples, and be wise : Fair Calisto was a nun ; Leda, sailing on the stream To deceive the hopes of man, Love accounting but a dream, Doted on a silver swan ; Danae, in a brazen tower, Where no love was, loved a shower. Hear, ye ladies that are coy, What the mighty love can do ; Fear the fierceness of the boy : The chaste moon he makes to woo ; Vesta, kindling holy fires, Circled round about with spies, Never dreaming loose desires...
Страница 34 - We have got tongues and eyes in vain And truth from us is sin. Men to new joys and conquests fly, And yet no hazard run; Poor we are left if we deny, And if we yield, undone. Then equal laws let custom find, And neither Sex oppress; More freedom give to Womankind Or give to Mankind less.
Страница 131 - I do but drink away The heat and troubles of the day ? In this more than kingly state Love himself shall on me wait.
Страница 102 - But now she is gone, and has left me behind, What a marvellous change on a sudden I find ! When things were as fine as could possibly be, I thought 'twas the Spring; but alas ! it was she.
Страница 205 - While we can, the sports of love. Time will not be ours for ever, He, at length, our good will sever; Spend not then his gifts in vain. Suns that set may rise again: But if once we lose this light, 'Tis with us perpetual night. Why should we defer our joys? Fame and rumour are but toys. Cannot we delude the eyes Of a few poor household spies? Or his easier ears beguile, Thus removed by our wile? 'Tis no sin love's fruits to steal; But the sweet thefts to reveal; To be taken, to be seen, These have...
Страница 14 - Till it laugh in my face, With ale that is potent and mellow; He that whines for a lass Is an ignorant ass, For a bumper has not its fellow.