The Tea-table Miscellany: A Collection of Choice Songs, Scots & English, Том 2R. Forrester, 1876 - 273 страници |
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... cry'd Alexis , how artless a lover Alexis fhunn'd his fellow - fwains All in the Downs the fleet was moor'd All you that would refine your blood Amongst the willows on the grass As after noon , one fummer's day As charming Clara walk'd ...
... cry'd Alexis , how artless a lover Alexis fhunn'd his fellow - fwains All in the Downs the fleet was moor'd All you that would refine your blood Amongst the willows on the grass As after noon , one fummer's day As charming Clara walk'd ...
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... pain , Ran mournfully murmuring by . Alas ! filly fwain that I was ; ( Thus fadly complaining he cry'd ) ; When first I beheld that fair face , ' Twere better by far I had dy'd : She talk'd , and I blefs'd her dear tongue ; 20 A COLLECTION.
... pain , Ran mournfully murmuring by . Alas ! filly fwain that I was ; ( Thus fadly complaining he cry'd ) ; When first I beheld that fair face , ' Twere better by far I had dy'd : She talk'd , and I blefs'd her dear tongue ; 20 A COLLECTION.
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... cry'd when the fung , Was nightingale ever fo fweet ! How foolish was I to believe , She could dote on fo lowly a clown , Or that her fond heart would not grieve , To forfake the fine folk of the town ; To think that a beauty so gay ...
... cry'd when the fung , Was nightingale ever fo fweet ! How foolish was I to believe , She could dote on fo lowly a clown , Or that her fond heart would not grieve , To forfake the fine folk of the town ; To think that a beauty so gay ...
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... ' tis what I fear'd ; And yet I pardon you , fhe cry'd ; But you shall promise , ne'er again To breathe your vows , or speak your pain . He bow'd , obey'd , and dy'd . 1 4 WHY SONG XXV . HY so pale and wan , 26 A COLLECTION.
... ' tis what I fear'd ; And yet I pardon you , fhe cry'd ; But you shall promise , ne'er again To breathe your vows , or speak your pain . He bow'd , obey'd , and dy'd . 1 4 WHY SONG XXV . HY so pale and wan , 26 A COLLECTION.
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... Where we drank up all the wine , Till Bacchus cry'd , Hold ye fots , or you die , And fwore he never found , In his universal round , . Such thirsty souls as my friend and I. Out fie ! cries one , What a beast he 28 A COLLECTION.
... Where we drank up all the wine , Till Bacchus cry'd , Hold ye fots , or you die , And fwore he never found , In his universal round , . Such thirsty souls as my friend and I. Out fie ! cries one , What a beast he 28 A COLLECTION.
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Страница 21 - twas a pleasure too great ; I listen'd, and cried when she sung, Was nightingale ever so sweet ! How foolish was I to believe, She could dote on so lowly a clown, Or that her fond heart would not grieve To forsake the fine folk of the town ; To think that a beauty so gay So kind and so constant would prove, Or go clad, like our maidens, in...
Страница 151 - 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 ! " Then bear my corse, my comrades, bear, This bridegroom blithe to meet, He in his wedding-trim so gay, I in my winding-sheet.
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Страница 7 - William, who high upon the yard, Rock'd with the billows to and fro. Soon as her well-known voice he heard, He sigh'd and cast his eyes below: The cord slides swiftly through his glowing hands.
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Страница 20 - Ghosts.* r \ESPAIRING beside a clear stream, A shepherd forsaken was laid ; And while a false nymph was his theme, A willow supported his head. The wind, that blew over the plain, To his sighs with a sigh did reply : And the brook, in return to his pain, Ran mournfully murmuring by.