 | Oxford city, Holywell music room - 1808 - 170 pagini
...think when I am dead, My son shall have mankind his friend. SIMPHONY. Haydn. SONG. Miss.HAINES. Urbani. When first you courted me I own I fondly favour'd...and high renown Made me believe you true — Donald. M Each virtue then seem'd to adorn The man esteem'd by me; But now the mask's thrown off, I scorn To... | |
 | Richard Clark - 1814 - 530 pagini
...GLEE for Four Voices. Harmonized by W. KNYVETT. ^V^HEN first you courted me I own I fondly favoured you ; Apparent worth and high renown, Made me believe you true Donald. Such virtue then, seem'd to adorn The man esteemed by me ; But now the mask's thrown oil, I scorn To... | |
 | Hubert (st.) - 1825 - 742 pagini
...playing, began again, and he distinctly heard her sing those words : " When first you courted me, I own 1 fondly favour'd you ; Apparent worth, and high renown, Made me believe you true. Each virtue then seem'd to adorn The youth admir'd by me ; But now the mask's thrown .»ll', I scorn... | |
 | 1844 - 328 pagini
...watch on the shore, The minute gun at sea. DONALD. When first you courted me, I own I fondly favoured you : Apparent worth and high renown Made me believe...virtue then seem'd to adorn The man esteem'd by me ; Bat now the mask's thrown off, I scorn To waate one thought on thee, Donald. Oh ! then for ever haste... | |
 | Ned Halyard - 1849 - 330 pagini
...full in the face, which was that of a fool. " ' When first you courted me, I own I fondly favoured you ; Apparent worth and high renown, Made me believe...true, Donald. Each virtue then seem'd to adorn The man esteemed by me ; But, now the mask's thrown off, I scorn To waste one thought on thee, Donald. Oh !... | |
 | George Farquhar Graham - 1887 - 430 pagini
...stanzas as given by I!. A. Smith to the air, " Donald," in the Scottish Minstrel vol. iv. p. 46 :— When first you courted me, I own, I fondly favour'd...you ; Apparent worth and high renown Made me believe yon true, Donald. Each virtue then seem'd to adorn The man esteem'd by me — But now the mask's thrown... | |
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Oh ! then, for ever haste away. Away from love and me ; Go, seek a heart that's like your own, And come no more to me, Donald. For... 