Essays on Song-writing: With a Collection of Such English Songs as are Most Eminent for Poetical MeritR.H. Evans, 1810 - 352 страници |
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... ne'er could any lustre see I never knew a sprightly fair I prithee send me back my heart I smile at love and all his arts If all the world and love were young If ever thou didst joy to bind If the quick spirit of your eye If truth can ...
... ne'er could any lustre see I never knew a sprightly fair I prithee send me back my heart I smile at love and all his arts If all the world and love were young If ever thou didst joy to bind If the quick spirit of your eye If truth can ...
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... er moorlands and mountains rude barren and bare 80 Of all the girls that are so smart Of Leinster fam'd for maidens fair 282 49 Oft on the troubled ocean's face 134 Oh had my love ne'er smil❜d on me 311 Oh how vain is every blessing ...
... er moorlands and mountains rude barren and bare 80 Of all the girls that are so smart Of Leinster fam'd for maidens fair 282 49 Oft on the troubled ocean's face 134 Oh had my love ne'er smil❜d on me 311 Oh how vain is every blessing ...
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... er won lady's love . And now , alas ! for thy sad loss I'll evermore weep and sigh ; For thee I only wish'd to live ... ne'er make grow again , Our joys as winged dreams do fly , Why then " 39 PASTORAL SONGS .
... er won lady's love . And now , alas ! for thy sad loss I'll evermore weep and sigh ; For thee I only wish'd to live ... ne'er make grow again , Our joys as winged dreams do fly , Why then " 39 PASTORAL SONGS .
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... ne'er come again ? Will he ne'er come again ? Ah ! no , he is dead and laid in his grave , For ever to remain . His cheek was redder than the rose , The com❜liest youth was he : But he is dead , and laid in his grave : Alas ! and woe ...
... ne'er come again ? Will he ne'er come again ? Ah ! no , he is dead and laid in his grave , For ever to remain . His cheek was redder than the rose , The com❜liest youth was he : But he is dead , and laid in his grave : Alas ! and woe ...
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... ne'er again , To breathe your vows , or speak your pain , He bow'd , obey'd , and died . THE MAD MAIDEN . ONE NE morning very early , 68 BALLADS AND.
... ne'er again , To breathe your vows , or speak your pain , He bow'd , obey'd , and died . THE MAD MAIDEN . ONE NE morning very early , 68 BALLADS AND.
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amorous Amynta Anacreon Ballad beauty beauty's blest bliss bloom bosom breast breath bright Celia charms cheek Chloe Chloris cried cruel Cupid Damon dart dear delight despair dost e'er epigram ev'ry eyes face fair faithless fancy fate fear flame fond gentle give grace grove heart heaven hope JOHN AIKIN kind kiss know my love lady languish lily lips live Lochinvar lov'd lover lyre Lyric Lyric poetry maid mind Muses nature ne'er Netherby never nightingale numbers nymph o'er pain passion pastoral Phoebe Phyllis pieces pity plain pleasure poetical poetry prove R. B. SHERIDAN rose Sappho scorn shade shepherd sigh SILAS WRIGHT sing smile SOAME JENYNS soft song song-writing soul swain sweet taste tears tell tender thee thine thou thought thro Tibullus trembling true Twas vex'd vows wanton weep winds young youth
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Страница 243 - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain.
Страница 315 - River where ford there was none : But ere he alighted at Netherby gate The bride had consented, the gallant came late : For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
Страница 243 - Sigh, no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Страница 278 - I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father.' The boat has left a stormy land, A stormy sea before her, — When, oh ! too strong for human hand The tempest gather'd o'er her.
Страница 283 - A belt of straw and ivy buds With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love.
Страница 315 - HERON'S SONG. O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best, And save his good broadsword he weapons had none ; He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Страница 38 - Till quite dejected with my scorn, He left me to my pride ; And sought a solitude forlorn, In secret, where he died. " But mine the sorrow, mine the fault, And well my life shall pay ; I'll seek the solitude he sought, And stretch me where he lay. " And there forlorn, despairing, hid, I'll lay me down and die ; 'Tvvas so for me that Edwin did, And so for him will I.
Страница 33 - No flocks that range the valley free, To slaughter I condemn: Taught by that Power that pities me, I learn to pity them : "But from the mountain's grassy side A guiltless feast I bring; A scrip with herbs and fruits supplied, And water from the spring. "Then, pilgrim, turn, thy cares forego ; All earth-born cares are wrong; Man wants but little here below, Nor wants that little long.
Страница 316 - Then spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word), "O, come ye in peace here, or come ye in war Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar?
Страница 245 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup, And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.