The Hive: A Collection of the Most Celebrated Songs, Том 4 |
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... ye pleasant sports and plays , After the pangs of a desperate lover , A gentle
warmth comes o'er my heart , Ah ! Belinda , I am prest , Ah , cruel beauty ! cou'd
you prove , Ah ! Strephon , charming youth , forbear , Ah ! Sylvia , never baulk my
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... ye pleasant sports and plays , After the pangs of a desperate lover , A gentle
warmth comes o'er my heart , Ah ! Belinda , I am prest , Ah , cruel beauty ! cou'd
you prove , Ah ! Strephon , charming youth , forbear , Ah ! Sylvia , never baulk my
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30 224 74 102 168 4 81 242 140 194 96 160 202 231 19 The bright bewitching
Cloe's eyes , The cares of lovers , their alarms , The evening streak'd , like an
apple , so fair , The last time I came o'er the moor , The mind of a woman can
never ...
30 224 74 102 168 4 81 242 140 194 96 160 202 231 19 The bright bewitching
Cloe's eyes , The cares of lovers , their alarms , The evening streak'd , like an
apple , so fair , The last time I came o'er the moor , The mind of a woman can
never ...
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Time , tho ' fowly , is approaching , When that face we now adore , Stead of love
will cause our loathing , Spread with age and wrinkles o'er . Then while weakly ,
vainly prating , You your former conquests boast , Who'll regard you , while ...
Time , tho ' fowly , is approaching , When that face we now adore , Stead of love
will cause our loathing , Spread with age and wrinkles o'er . Then while weakly ,
vainly prating , You your former conquests boast , Who'll regard you , while ...
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Thus to the jolly god - he cry'd , And thus the jolly god reply'd ; Give whining o'er ,
be brisk and gay ; And quaff the sneaking form away . With dauntless form
approach the fair ; The way to conquer is to dare . The fwain pursu'd the god's
advice ...
Thus to the jolly god - he cry'd , And thus the jolly god reply'd ; Give whining o'er ,
be brisk and gay ; And quaff the sneaking form away . With dauntless form
approach the fair ; The way to conquer is to dare . The fwain pursu'd the god's
advice ...
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Spread thy sacred pinions o'er me , Lull the bufy soul to rest ; Then bring her I
love before me , She that's painted in my breaft . If kind as fair , my prize I'll keep ,
And , great as Jove , the world forfake ; Let me thus bless'd for ever Deep , And lie
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Spread thy sacred pinions o'er me , Lull the bufy soul to rest ; Then bring her I
love before me , She that's painted in my breaft . If kind as fair , my prize I'll keep ,
And , great as Jove , the world forfake ; Let me thus bless'd for ever Deep , And lie
...
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appear arms beauty bleſſing bloom boys breaſt bright charms Cloe comes cou'd creature Cupid dart dear delight Derry deſpair diſdain drink eyes face fair fate fear fighs fire firſt give glaſs grace grove grow hand Happy head hear heart hope hour I'll kind lady leave live London look lord loſe lov'd lover maid meet mind Molly moſt move muſt nature ne'er never night nymph o'er once pain paſſion plain play pleaſe pleaſure poor pow'r pride prove reaſon roſe round ſay ſee ſhall ſhe ſhepherd ſhou'd ſing ſmiling ſoft ſome ſtill Strephon ſuch ſwain ſweet tell tender thee theſe thing thoſe thou thought thro took treaſure true Twas vain voice whoſe wine wiſe wiſh wou'd wound young youth
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Страница 1 - For ever, Fortune, wilt thou prove An unrelenting foe to Love, And when we meet a mutual heart Come in between, and bid us part ? Bid us sigh on from day to day, And wish and wish the soul away; Till youth and genial years are flown, And all the life of life is gone...
Страница 156 - AWAY, let nought to love displeasing, My Winifreda, move your care ; Let nought delay the heavenly blessing, Nor squeamish pride, nor gloomy fear. What tho...
Страница 157 - How should I love the pretty creatures, While round my knees they fondly clung! To see them look their mother's features, To hear them lisp their mother's tongue! And when with envy time transported Shall think to rob us of our joys, You'll in your girls again be courted, And I'll go wooing in my boys.
Страница 123 - If I would not give up the three Graces, I wish I were hang'd like a dog, And at court all the drawingroom faces, For a glance of my sweet Molly Mog.
Страница 48 - Ah Colin! give not her thy vows, Vows due to me alone: Nor thou, fond maid, receive his...
Страница 48 - Nor think him all thy own. To-morrow, in the church to wed, Impatient, both prepare ! But know, fond maid ; and know, false man, That Lucy will be there!
Страница 147 - And for the guests that were to dine, Brought Comus, Love, and Jocus. The god near Cupid drew his chair, Near Comus, Jocus plac'd ; For wine makes Love forget its care, And Mirth exalts a feast.
Страница 112 - And wish me better sped, Flat as a flounder when I lie, And as a herring dead. Sure as a gun she'll drop a tear, And sigh, perhaps, and wish, When I am rotten as a pear, And mute as any fish.
Страница 102 - THE last time I came o'er the moor, I left my love behind me : Ye pow'rs ! what pain do I endure, When soft ideas mind me : Soon as the ruddy morn display'd The beaming day ensuing, I met betimes my lovely maid In fit retreats for wooing.
Страница 49 - When, stretch'd before her rival's corse, She saw her husband dead. Then to his Lucy's new-made grave, Convey'd by trembling swains, One mould with her, beneath one sod, For ever he remains.