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... London, Printed by W. Pearson for J. Tonson, 1719-20, Volume 61720 |
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Pagina
... thee Dick where I have I am a poor Shepherd undone , I Love to Madness , rave t ' enjoy , I'll press , I'll bless thee Charming I'm vext to think that Damon I have a Tenement to Let , 253 282 284 285 297 317 355 K EN you , who comes ...
... thee Dick where I have I am a poor Shepherd undone , I Love to Madness , rave t ' enjoy , I'll press , I'll bless thee Charming I'm vext to think that Damon I have a Tenement to Let , 253 282 284 285 297 317 355 K EN you , who comes ...
Pagina 27
... thee , Wilt thou Sigh for one that flies thee , No , no , no , no , no , no , no , no , Scorn the wretch , Scorn the wretch , that Love denies thee , Scorn the wretch , scorn the wretch , That Love , that Love denies thee . Call Pride ...
... thee , Wilt thou Sigh for one that flies thee , No , no , no , no , no , no , no , no , Scorn the wretch , Scorn the wretch , that Love denies thee , Scorn the wretch , scorn the wretch , That Love , that Love denies thee . Call Pride ...
Pagina 31
... thee ; But as for John of the Green , I care not a Pin for him . Bulls and Bears , and Lyons , and Dragons , And O ... thee , And I thank thee Roger for't . Love's Conquest .萨 PODOLEDAREG As As S unconcern'd and Love's PILLS to Purge ...
... thee ; But as for John of the Green , I care not a Pin for him . Bulls and Bears , and Lyons , and Dragons , And O ... thee , And I thank thee Roger for't . Love's Conquest .萨 PODOLEDAREG As As S unconcern'd and Love's PILLS to Purge ...
Pagina 41
... thee , Thee , thee , For I have shed a Thousand , Thousand Tears for thee . Her flattering Words I was apt to believe , And then at my Hands she did freely receive ; A Ring which she said she would keep for Johnny's sake , She wept for ...
... thee , Thee , thee , For I have shed a Thousand , Thousand Tears for thee . Her flattering Words I was apt to believe , And then at my Hands she did freely receive ; A Ring which she said she would keep for Johnny's sake , She wept for ...
Pagina 44
... thee should go , Venus would chide me , And take away my Bow , And never abide me . Little Boy let me know , What's thy Name termed , That thou dost wear a Bow , And go so arm'd : You may perceive the same , With often changing ; Cupid ...
... thee should go , Venus would chide me , And take away my Bow , And never abide me . Little Boy let me know , What's thy Name termed , That thou dost wear a Bow , And go so arm'd : You may perceive the same , With often changing ; Cupid ...
Parole e frasi comuni
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA alass Banter'd Beauty blest Body bonny Boys brave Calia Canting Crew Charms CONJURING Book cou'd cry'd Cupid DANIEL PURCELL dear derry Dog of War doth Drink e'er ev'ry Eyes Fair fantastick Fate fear Fene Fool Fove give Gossip Foan green Broom happy happy's Haut-boys play Heart HENRY PURCELL huzza JAMES HART JOHN ECCLES Jolly kind King Kiss Ladies Lass let the Haut-boys live Lord lov'd Love Love's Lover Maid Marry merry ne'er never Night Nose Nymph o'er Pain Passion Phillis pity Play call'd play'd Pleasure poor pray prithee PURCELL Queen quoth scorn Shela Shepherd shou'd Sighs Sing Sir Hugh Smock SONG Soul Strephon Sung Swain sweet tell thee There's rare thou Toping Town Trumpets Tune Twas Twill undone us'd vext Whigs Whilst Wife Wine wou'd young
Brani popolari
Pagina 364 - Let her own that her shepherd was true. Then to her new love let her go, And deck her in golden array, Be...
Pagina 87 - Be concealed from the day, Set a thousand guards upon her, Love will find out the way. Some think to lose him By having him...
Pagina 163 - Thou tyrant, tyrant Jealousy, Thou tyrant of the mind! All other ills, though sharp they prove, Serve to refine, and perfect love: In absence, or unkind disdain, Sweet hope relieves the lover's pain.
Pagina 89 - LOVE would lend wings to follow, and will find out the way ! There is no striving to cross his intent ! There is no contriving, his plots to prevent ! But if once the message greet him, that his True Love doth stay ; If Death should come and meet him ; LOVE will find outtheway ! THE FAIRIES
Pagina 274 - Should foggy Opdam chance to know Our sad and dismal story ; The Dutch would scorn so weak a foe, And quit their fort at Goree : For what resistance can they find From men who've left their hearts behind ! With a fa, &c.
Pagina 364 - She could doat on so lowly a Clown, Or that her fond Heart would not grieve To forsake the fine Folk of the Town? To think that a beauty so gay, So kind and so constant would prove; Or go clad like our Maidens in Gray, Or live in a Cottage on Love? What tho' I have Skill to complain, Tho' the Muses my Temples have crown'd; What tho' when they hear my soft Strain, The Virgins sit weeping around.
Pagina 57 - Venus here will chuse her dwelling, And forsake her Cyprian groves. Cupid, from his fav'rite nation, Care and envy will remove; Jealousy that poisons passion, And despair that dies for love. Gentle murmurs, sweet complaining, Sighs that blow the fire of love; Soft repulses, kind disdaining, Shall be all the pains you prove. Ev'ry swain shall pay his duty, Grateful ev'ry nymph shall prove ; And as these excel in beauty, Those shall be renown'd for love.
Pagina 363 - OHOSTS." .UISPAIRING beside a clear stream, A shepherd forsaken was laid ; And while a false nymph was his theme, A willow supported his head. The wind that blew over the plain, To his sighs with a sigh did reply ; And the brook, in return to his pain. Ran mournfully murmuring by. " Alas, silly swain that I was !" Thus sadly complaining, he cry'd, " When first I beheld that fair face, 'Twere better by far I had dy'd.
Pagina 364 - twas a pleasure too great. I listen'd and cry'd, when she sung, Was nightingale ever so sweet ? How foolish was I to believe She could doat on so lowly a clown, Or that her fond heart would not grieve, To forsake the fine folk of the town ? To think that a beauty so gay So kind and so constant would prove ; Or go clad like our maidens in...