The Hive: A Collection of the Most Celebrated Songs, Том 4 |
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Thus , while with tears o'erflow thine eyes , While that dear bofom heaves with
fighs , Between two diffrent passions toft , I know not which controuls me most .
Who fees that face in grief appear , Nor drops a sympathetick tear ? Yet still our
joys ...
Thus , while with tears o'erflow thine eyes , While that dear bofom heaves with
fighs , Between two diffrent passions toft , I know not which controuls me most .
Who fees that face in grief appear , Nor drops a sympathetick tear ? Yet still our
joys ...
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Thus on a fruitful hill , in the fair bloom of spring , The tuneful Collinet his voice
did raise ; The vales re - murmur'd with his lays , And liftning birds hung hov'ring
on the wing ; In whisp'ring fighs soft Zephyr by him flew , While thus the shepherd
...
Thus on a fruitful hill , in the fair bloom of spring , The tuneful Collinet his voice
did raise ; The vales re - murmur'd with his lays , And liftning birds hung hov'ring
on the wing ; In whisp'ring fighs soft Zephyr by him flew , While thus the shepherd
...
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Half - spoken words hang on each tongue , Their eyes refus'd their usual meeting
; And fighs fupply'd their wonted song , These charming sounds were chang'd to
weeping . Dear idol of my soul , adieu , Cease to lament , but ne'er to love me ...
Half - spoken words hang on each tongue , Their eyes refus'd their usual meeting
; And fighs fupply'd their wonted song , These charming sounds were chang'd to
weeping . Dear idol of my soul , adieu , Cease to lament , but ne'er to love me ...
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BIRSTARS The Bashful LOVER S. A GENTLE warmth comes o'er my heart ,
Short pleasing fighs too blow the fire ; Beauty and youth can ne'er want art To
heighten eager love's defire . I sigh , and the trembles , Yet her eyes shew some
joy ...
BIRSTARS The Bashful LOVER S. A GENTLE warmth comes o'er my heart ,
Short pleasing fighs too blow the fire ; Beauty and youth can ne'er want art To
heighten eager love's defire . I sigh , and the trembles , Yet her eyes shew some
joy ...
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... Perhaps your soft murmurs may lull her to sleep : But it . I am doom'd to be
wretched indeed , And the loss of my charmer the fates have decreed , Believe
me , thou fair one , thou dear one , believe ; Few fighs to thy loss , and few tears
will I ...
... Perhaps your soft murmurs may lull her to sleep : But it . I am doom'd to be
wretched indeed , And the loss of my charmer the fates have decreed , Believe
me , thou fair one , thou dear one , believe ; Few fighs to thy loss , and few tears
will I ...
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