The humming bird. A collection of the most celebrated English and Scots songs1785 |
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... boy 2.323 As the birds on every spray 297 Bacchus , one day gaily friding 346 As the Thames filent ftream crept penfive along 198 Banifh'd by your , fevere command 191 As through the fields I chanc'd to stray As through the grove I ...
... boy 2.323 As the birds on every spray 297 Bacchus , one day gaily friding 346 As the Thames filent ftream crept penfive along 198 Banifh'd by your , fevere command 191 As through the fields I chanc'd to stray As through the grove I ...
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... boy Come , ye hours , with blifs replete Come , ye party - jangling fwains Come , ye fportimen fo brave Confider , fair Silvia , ere wedlock Confider , fond thepherd , how fleeting . Conftantia , fee my faithful flave Contented all day ...
... boy Come , ye hours , with blifs replete Come , ye party - jangling fwains Come , ye fportimen fo brave Confider , fair Silvia , ere wedlock Confider , fond thepherd , how fleeting . Conftantia , fee my faithful flave Contented all day ...
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... boys P Partners of my toils and pleasures Patie is a lover gay 328 400 328 20 307 103 Philira's charms poor Damon took Phillis , pray , what did I fay Phoebus , meaner themes difdaining 157 218 Oh ! Venus , queen of soft delights 327 ...
... boys P Partners of my toils and pleasures Patie is a lover gay 328 400 328 20 307 103 Philira's charms poor Damon took Phillis , pray , what did I fay Phoebus , meaner themes difdaining 157 218 Oh ! Venus , queen of soft delights 327 ...
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... the more and to change To reafon , ye fair ones , affert your de 184 To fheepfhear , my boys , pipe and tabor To figh and complain 28 133 283 137 179 255 Tother day as I fat in the fycamore hade vel ALPHABETICAL TABLE of the Sowds . A.
... the more and to change To reafon , ye fair ones , affert your de 184 To fheepfhear , my boys , pipe and tabor To figh and complain 28 133 283 137 179 255 Tother day as I fat in the fycamore hade vel ALPHABETICAL TABLE of the Sowds . A.
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... vain 34 120 Young Jocky , who teiz'd me a twelvemonth if 192 Young Lubin was a fhepherd boy 371 244 Young man , young man 378 Hunting Songs Songs for Ladies Songs for Gentlemen Paftoral Songs ALPHABETICAL TABLE of the SONGS .
... vain 34 120 Young Jocky , who teiz'd me a twelvemonth if 192 Young Lubin was a fhepherd boy 371 244 Young man , young man 378 Hunting Songs Songs for Ladies Songs for Gentlemen Paftoral Songs ALPHABETICAL TABLE of the SONGS .
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176 ÆäÀÌÁö - She cast not back a pitying eye: But left her lover in despair To sigh, to languish, and to die: Ah ! how can those fair eyes endure To give the wounds they will not cure ? Great God of Love, why hast thou made A face that can all hearts command, That all religions can invade, And change the laws of every land?
256 ÆäÀÌÁö - Not a pine in my grove is there seen, But with tendrils of woodbine is bound; Not a beech's more beautiful green. But a sweet-briar entwines it around. Not my fields in the prime of the year, More charms than my cattle unfold; Not a brook that is limpid and clear, But it glitters with fishes of gold. One would think she might like to retire To the bower I have labour'd to rear; Not a shrub that I heard her admire.
256 ÆäÀÌÁö - With the lilac to render it gay ! Already it calls for my love To prune the wild branches away. From the plains, from the woodlands and groves. What strains of wild melody flow!
288 ÆäÀÌÁö - A breath to beauty's bloom unkind, As, to the rofe, an Eaftern wind. The nymph reply'd — You firft, my fwain, Confine your fonnets to the plain ; One envious tongue alike difarms, You, of your wit, me, of my charms. What is, unknown, the poet's...
316 ÆäÀÌÁö - Truth, they say, lies in a well, Why, I vow I ne'er could see; Let the water-drinkers tell, There it always lay for me. For when sparkling wine went round, Never saw I falsehood's mask; But still honest truth I found In the bottom of each flask. True, at length my vigour's flown, I have years to bring decay; Few the locks that now I own, And the few I have are grey.
309 ÆäÀÌÁö - How can they say that nature Has nothing made in vain ; Why then, beneath the water, Should hideous rocks remain ? No eyes the rocks discover That lurk beneath the deep, To wreck the wandering lover, And leave the maid to weep.
319 ÆäÀÌÁö - God save our gracious King! Long live our noble King! God save the King! Send him victorious, Happy and glorious, Long to reign over us! God save the King!
214 ÆäÀÌÁö - SHALL I, like a hermit, dwell, On a rock, or in a cell, Calling home the smallest part That is missing of my heart, To bestow it where I may Meet a rival every day ? If she undervalue me, What care I how fair she be...
189 ÆäÀÌÁö - Tis not the liquid brightness of those eyes, That swim with pleasure and delight, Nor those heavenly arches which arise O'er each of them to shade their light: 'Tis not that hair which plays with every wind, And loves to wanton round thy face; Now straying round the forehead, now behind Retiring with insidious grace.
168 ÆäÀÌÁö - CELIA'S love, And ev'ry charm was new, I fwore by all the gods above , To be for ever true. But long in vain did I adore, Long wept and figh'd in vain, She ftill protefted, vow'd, and fwore, She ne'er would eafe my pain. At laft o'ercomc me made me bleft, And yielded all her charms, And I forfook her when pofleft, And fled to others arms.