The Vocal Magazine: Or, Compleat British Songster, Volumele 1-9Harrison and Company, 1781 - 359 pagini |
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Pagina 13
... fall . And would this young damfel but banish his forrow , He'd wed her to - night , before it was morrow : And how should this waterman ever know care , When he's marry'd , and never in want of a fare ? SONG 30 . Sung in the Duenna ...
... fall . And would this young damfel but banish his forrow , He'd wed her to - night , before it was morrow : And how should this waterman ever know care , When he's marry'd , and never in want of a fare ? SONG 30 . Sung in the Duenna ...
Pagina 16
... - morrow will be never . I ne'er fall be a better man , I burn with love's high fever ; Pray now be kind , I know you can , You must not answer never . While you , thus , Chloe , turn afide , 16 VOCAL MAGAZINE . DELIA. ...
... - morrow will be never . I ne'er fall be a better man , I burn with love's high fever ; Pray now be kind , I know you can , You must not answer never . While you , thus , Chloe , turn afide , 16 VOCAL MAGAZINE . DELIA. ...
Pagina 18
... fall from her tongue . But where does my Phillida ftray , And where are her grots and her bow'rs ; Are the groves and the vallies as gay , And the shepherds as gentle as ours ? The groves may perhaps be as fair , The face of the vallies ...
... fall from her tongue . But where does my Phillida ftray , And where are her grots and her bow'rs ; Are the groves and the vallies as gay , And the shepherds as gentle as ours ? The groves may perhaps be as fair , The face of the vallies ...
Pagina 23
... fall fail , And winter difcolour the year . No birds in our hedges fhall fing , ( Our hedges fo vocal before ) Since he that fhould welcome the spring , Can greet the gay feafon no more . His Phillis was fond of his praise , And poets ...
... fall fail , And winter difcolour the year . No birds in our hedges fhall fing , ( Our hedges fo vocal before ) Since he that fhould welcome the spring , Can greet the gay feafon no more . His Phillis was fond of his praise , And poets ...
Pagina 29
... fall , And well I am perfuaded , Each free - born Briton's fong fhould be , Or give me death or liberty . Tho ' small the pow'r which fortune grants , And few the gifts the fends us ; The lordly hireling often wants That freedom that ...
... fall , And well I am perfuaded , Each free - born Briton's fong fhould be , Or give me death or liberty . Tho ' small the pow'r which fortune grants , And few the gifts the fends us ; The lordly hireling often wants That freedom that ...
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Bacchus beauty blefs bleft blifs bloom bofom breaft Britons CANTATA ceafe charms chearful Chloe Colin conftant cry'd Cupid Damon dear defire defpair delight Derry e'er ev'ry eyes fafe faid fair falfe fame fear feek feen fenfe fhade fhall fhepherd fhould figh fing flow'rs fmile foft fome fond fong foon forrow foul fpring ftill ftrain ftream fuch fure fwain fweet gentle give grace grove hafte happy heart Jenny Grey kifs lafs laft lefs lov'd lover maid Mary Ambree mind morn mufic muft Nancy Wall ne'er never night nymph o'er paffion pain Phillis plain pleafing pleaſe pleaſure pow'r pride RANELAGH reafon reft rife rofe ſhall ſhe SONG Strephon Sung at VAUXHALL ſweet tear tell thee thefe theſe thofe thou thro Twas vows Whilft Whofe wife wine wou'd Written young youth
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Pagina 73 - 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.
Pagina 165 - 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.
Pagina 77 - 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.
Pagina 261 - 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.
Pagina 336 - 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.
Pagina 227 - 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.
Pagina 44 - 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.
Pagina 59 - 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.
Pagina 180 - 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.
Pagina 143 - 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.