Wit and Mirth; Or, Pills to Purge Melancholy: Being a Collection of the Best Merry Ballads and Songs, Old and New. Fitted to All Humours, Having Each Their Proper Tune for Either Voice, Or Instrument; Most of the Songs Being New Set ...Thomas D'Urfey 1719 |
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Pagina 24
... fear my Commission , Will prove but a Vision , For when I am posted , On Mines , where I'm like to be roasted , ' Tis forty to one but I'm puff'd from my future Command , Or if with much Toyling , I chance to scape Broyling , A damn'd ...
... fear my Commission , Will prove but a Vision , For when I am posted , On Mines , where I'm like to be roasted , ' Tis forty to one but I'm puff'd from my future Command , Or if with much Toyling , I chance to scape Broyling , A damn'd ...
Pagina 27
... fear ; Lewis the War has cost so dear , He slyly Peace does tender : But our two Heroes so well know The breach of his Word some years ago , They resolve , they will give him another blow , Unless he Spain Surrenders . Health to the ...
... fear ; Lewis the War has cost so dear , He slyly Peace does tender : But our two Heroes so well know The breach of his Word some years ago , They resolve , they will give him another blow , Unless he Spain Surrenders . Health to the ...
Pagina 49
... fear'd but shortning Day . I glow , I glow , I glow , but ' tis with hate , Why must I burn , why must I burn , Why must I burn for this ingrate , Why , why must I burn for this ingrate ; Cool , cool it then , cool it then , and rail ...
... fear'd but shortning Day . I glow , I glow , I glow , but ' tis with hate , Why must I burn , why must I burn , Why must I burn for this ingrate , Why , why must I burn for this ingrate ; Cool , cool it then , cool it then , and rail ...
Pagina 57
... fear of a bribe , Of flattering noise and vanity , Yoak a Lad of our Tribe , He'll shew thee best humanity ; Flashy , thou wilt find Love , In civil as well as secular , But when Spirit doth move , We have a gift particular . Tho ' our ...
... fear of a bribe , Of flattering noise and vanity , Yoak a Lad of our Tribe , He'll shew thee best humanity ; Flashy , thou wilt find Love , In civil as well as secular , But when Spirit doth move , We have a gift particular . Tho ' our ...
Pagina 49
... fear'd but shortning Day . I glow , I glow , I glow , but ' tis with hate , Why must I burn , why must I burn , Why must I burn for this ingrate , Why , why must I burn for this ingrate ; Cool , cool it then , cool it then , and rail ...
... fear'd but shortning Day . I glow , I glow , I glow , but ' tis with hate , Why must I burn , why must I burn , Why must I burn for this ingrate , Why , why must I burn for this ingrate ; Cool , cool it then , cool it then , and rail ...
Parole e frasi comuni
agen agree Amyntas Bagington Beauty Blessing blest blow Blowzabella Bongrace bonny Boys brave Britains call'd charming Chorus common Shrew Court Croakledom Crown cry'd Gillian Curchy Daniel Purcell dear ding Divine Don Quixote drink e'er Eugene fair fam'd Fame fantastick Fate fear flowry Spring Fockey Fool Gillian of Croydon give Glorious Glory happy hast Heart Henry Purcell Honour John Blow jolly King Lady Lass late Lord lov'd Love Mammon Marlborough Mars merry mighty Mounsieur Muses Musick Musidora ne'er never Night o'er Orph Peace pish Play Pleasure pow'r pretty Prince Queen Queen Ann renown'd Royal Ruffdom Satyr Sawney shew shine shou'd sighing sing vive SONG Soul Spleen Stoolball Sung sweet There's thou toping Tories Town Tune Twangdillo Twas vex'd vive le Roy Whiggs Whilst wou'd Yogh young
Brani popolari
Pagina 313 - Sighing to himself and crying, Wretched I to love in vain; Ever scorning and denying, To reward your faithful Swain: Kiss me, Dear, before my Dying, Kiss me once and ease my pain.
Pagina 135 - Couch' d in the dark and silent grave, No ills of fate thou now canst fear ; In vain would tyrant power enslave, Or scornful beauty be severe. Wars that do fatal storms disperse, Far from thy happy mansion keep ; Earthquakes that shake the universe, Can't rock thee into sounder sleep. With all the charms of peace possest, Secure from life's tormentor, pain ; Sleep, and indulge thyself with rest, Nor dream thou e'er shalt rise again.
Pagina 2 - My pulse beats a dead march for lost repose, And to a solid lump of ice my poor fond heart is froze. Or say, ye powers, my peace to crown, Shall I thaw myself, and drown 25 Among the foaming billows'?
Pagina 117 - Would you have a young Virgin of fifteen Years, You must tickle her Fancy with sweets and dears, Ever toying, and playing, and sweetly, sweetly, Sing a Love Sonnet, and charm her Ears: Wittily, prettily talk her down, Chase her, and praise her, if fair or brown, Sooth her, and smooth her, And teaze her, and please her, And touch but her Smicket, and all's your own. A good deal subtler is the transformation of Durfey's song in The Country Wake, called "The Mouse Trap.
Pagina 135 - Couch'd in the dark and silent grave, No ills of fate thou now canst fear ; In vain would tyrant Power enslave, Or scornful Beauty be severe. Wars, that do fatal storms disperse, Far from thy happy mansion keep ; Earthquakes, that shake the universe, Can't rock thee into sounder sleep. With all the charms of peace possest, Secure from life's torment or pain, Sleep, and indulge thyself with rest ; Nor dream thou e'er shalt rise again*.
Pagina 317 - Match by long delaying ; The Gelding just now was led over the Course ; I think the Devil's in you for staying. Run, and endeavour all to bubble the Sporters ; Bets may recover all lost at the Groom Porters ; Follow, follow, follow, follow, come down to the Ditch, Take the odds, and then you'll be rich. " For I'll have the brown Bay, if the blew Bonnet ride, And hold a thousand pounds of his side, Sir ; Dragon would...
Pagina 161 - And to shew his shape doth cringe and scrape, But nothing has to say ; Or if the courtship's fine, He'll only cant and whine, And in confounded poetry, He'll goblins make divine ; I love the bold and brave, I hate the fawning slave, That quakes, and...
Pagina 285 - ... safely past the Rhine, And conquer'd all before him. With dull tea they fought in vain. Hopeless vict'ry to obtain ; Where sprightly wine fills ev'ry vein, Success must needs attend him. Our brains (like our cannons) warm, With often-firing feels no harm, While the sober sot flies the alarm, No lawrel can befriend him. Christians thus with conquest crown'd, Conquest with the glass goes round, Weak coffee can't keep its ground Against the force of claret : Whilst we give them thus the foil, And...
Pagina 317 - I'll have the brown Bay, if the blew bonnet ride, And hold a thousand Pounds of his side. Sir ; Dragon would scow'r • it, but Dragon grows old ; He cannot endure it, he cannot, he wonnot ' now run it. As lately he could : Age, age does hinder the Speed, Sir. Now, now, now they come on, and see, See the Horse lead the way still ; Three lengths before at the turning...