The Tea-table Miscellany: A Collection of Choice Songs, Scots & English, Том 2R. Forrester, 1876 - 273 страници |
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... arms , Let not my pretty Susan mourn , Tho ' cannons roar , yet safe from harms William fhall to his dear return . Love turns aside the balls that round me fly , Left precious tears fhould drop from Sufan's eye . The boatswain gave the ...
... arms , Let not my pretty Susan mourn , Tho ' cannons roar , yet safe from harms William fhall to his dear return . Love turns aside the balls that round me fly , Left precious tears fhould drop from Sufan's eye . The boatswain gave the ...
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... arms . Young Damon despis'd for his plainness of parts , Has worth that a woman would prize ; He'll run the race out , tho ' he heavily starts , And distance the short - winded wife . Your fool is a faint in the temple of love , And ...
... arms . Young Damon despis'd for his plainness of parts , Has worth that a woman would prize ; He'll run the race out , tho ' he heavily starts , And distance the short - winded wife . Your fool is a faint in the temple of love , And ...
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... arms he'll carry thee ; Then to be happy and wise , Take yea and nay to marry thee . SONG XVIII . LAST Sunday at St. James's pray'rs , The prince and princess by ; I , drefs'd all in my whalebone airs , Sat in a closet nigh . I bow'd my ...
... arms he'll carry thee ; Then to be happy and wise , Take yea and nay to marry thee . SONG XVIII . LAST Sunday at St. James's pray'rs , The prince and princess by ; I , drefs'd all in my whalebone airs , Sat in a closet nigh . I bow'd my ...
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... re an angel to me . Those lips which he touches in haste , To them I for ever could grow , Still clinging around that dear waist , Which he spans as befide him you go ; That arm , like a lily fo white , Which OF CHOICE SONGS . 35.
... re an angel to me . Those lips which he touches in haste , To them I for ever could grow , Still clinging around that dear waist , Which he spans as befide him you go ; That arm , like a lily fo white , Which OF CHOICE SONGS . 35.
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A Collection of Choice Songs, Scots & English Allan Ramsay. That arm , like a lily fo white , Which over his fhoulders you lay , My bofom could warm it all night , My lips they would prefs it all day . Were I like a monarch to reign ...
A Collection of Choice Songs, Scots & English Allan Ramsay. That arm , like a lily fo white , Which over his fhoulders you lay , My bofom could warm it all night , My lips they would prefs it all day . Were I like a monarch to reign ...
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