The Vocal Magazine: Or, Compleat British Songster, 1-9±ÇHarrison and Company, 1781 - 359ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... peace ; By thee our joys are heighten'd shewn , By thee our forrows cease . The nymph , whofe hand by fraud or force Some tyrant has poffefs'd , By thee obtaining a divorce , In her own choice is blefs'd . Oh ! ftay , Arpafia bids thee ...
... peace ; By thee our joys are heighten'd shewn , By thee our forrows cease . The nymph , whofe hand by fraud or force Some tyrant has poffefs'd , By thee obtaining a divorce , In her own choice is blefs'd . Oh ! ftay , Arpafia bids thee ...
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... peace and contentment retire Or down the smooth current we row , In time with the flutes and the lyre . By nature thefe pictures are drawn : How fweet is each landscape difpos'd ! The profpect extends to the lawn , Or by the tali ...
... peace and contentment retire Or down the smooth current we row , In time with the flutes and the lyre . By nature thefe pictures are drawn : How fweet is each landscape difpos'd ! The profpect extends to the lawn , Or by the tali ...
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... peace fhall crown our dwelling , And babes , fweet fmiling babes , our bed . How should I love the pretty creatures , Whilft round my knees they fondly clung ; To fee ' em look their mother's features , To hear ' em lifp their mother's ...
... peace fhall crown our dwelling , And babes , fweet fmiling babes , our bed . How should I love the pretty creatures , Whilft round my knees they fondly clung ; To fee ' em look their mother's features , To hear ' em lifp their mother's ...
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... Peace is well known for her fire , And shepherds have nam'd her Content . ¥Ó¥Ç¥Ò SONG 62 . LITTLE COQUETTE . Sung at VAUXHALL . THO ' still so young , and fearce fifteen , Yet sweethearts I have plenty ; And if more forward I had been ...
... Peace is well known for her fire , And shepherds have nam'd her Content . ¥Ó¥Ç¥Ò SONG 62 . LITTLE COQUETTE . Sung at VAUXHALL . THO ' still so young , and fearce fifteen , Yet sweethearts I have plenty ; And if more forward I had been ...
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... peace , I begg'd to be lov'd , not ador'd . Be cautious , ye youths , with the nymph that you prize , Nor too much her beauty commend : When once you have rais'd the fair maid to the skies , To the earth fhe'll not eafy defcend . SONG ...
... peace , I begg'd to be lov'd , not ador'd . Be cautious , ye youths , with the nymph that you prize , Nor too much her beauty commend : When once you have rais'd the fair maid to the skies , To the earth fhe'll not eafy defcend . SONG ...
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73 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
165 ÆäÀÌÁö - Turn, Angelina, ever dear, My charmer, turn to see Thy own, thy long-lost Edwin here, ^ ^ Restored to love and thee. « Thus let me hold thee to my heart, And every care resign ; And shall we never, never part, My life — my all that's mine? « No, never from this hour to part, We'll live and love so true; The sigh that rends thy constant heart, Shall break thy Edwin's too.
77 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
261 ÆäÀÌÁö - Then up and crew the red, red cock, And up then crew the gray: "Tis time, tis time, my dear Margret, That you were going away.
336 ÆäÀÌÁö - While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
227 ÆäÀÌÁö - And now with me, my countrymen, Your courage forth advance; For never was there champion yet, In Scotland or in France, " That ever did on horseback come, But if my hap it were, I durst encounter man for man, With him to break a spear." Earl Douglas on his milk-white steed, Most like a baron bold, Rode foremost of his company, Whose armour shone like gold.
44 ÆäÀÌÁö - tis thus complain, Since you appear'd upon the plain; You are the cause of all my care: Your eyes ten thousand dangers dart: Ten thousand torments vex my heart: I love, and I despair.
59 ÆäÀÌÁö - plaining of her pride. Here bore him, bare-faced on his bier, Six proper youths and tall ; And many a tear bedew'd his grave Within yon kirk-yard wall.
180 ÆäÀÌÁö - In early youth I die : Was I to blame, because his bride Was thrice as rich as I ? "Ah, Colin ! give not her thy vows, Vows due to me alone : Nor thou, fond maid, receive his kiss, Nor think him all thy own.
143 ÆäÀÌÁö - Still to be neat, still to be drest, As you were going to a feast ; Still to be powdered, still perfumed: Lady, it is to be presumed, Though art's hid causes are not found, All is not sweet, all is not sound. Give me a look, give me a face; That makes simplicity a grace ; Robes loosely flowing, hair as free : Such sweet neglect more taketh me, Than all the adulteries of art ; They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.