The Tea-table Miscellany: Or, A Collection of Choice Songs, Scots & English, Volumen1sold, 1750 - 448 páginas |
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... faid to Jeany , Jeany , wilt thou do't 63 70 In winter when the rain rain'd cauld 105 It was the charming month of May 119 If love's a sweet paffion why does it torment In January last 124 128 I tofs and tumble thro ' the night I have a ...
... faid to Jeany , Jeany , wilt thou do't 63 70 In winter when the rain rain'd cauld 105 It was the charming month of May 119 If love's a sweet paffion why does it torment In January last 124 128 I tofs and tumble thro ' the night I have a ...
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... faid . WH To the Tune of , Hallow Ev'n . HY hangs that cloud upon thy brow ? That beauteous heav'n ere while ferene ? Whence do thefe ftorms and tempefts flow , Or what this guft of paffion mean ? And must then mankind lose that light ...
... faid . WH To the Tune of , Hallow Ev'n . HY hangs that cloud upon thy brow ? That beauteous heav'n ere while ferene ? Whence do thefe ftorms and tempefts flow , Or what this guft of paffion mean ? And must then mankind lose that light ...
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... faid fhe , let me go Down to the fhades below , E'er ye let Strephon know That I have lov'd him fo : Then on my pale cheek no blushes will show That love was the cause of my mourning . Her eyes were scarce closed when Strephon came by ...
... faid fhe , let me go Down to the fhades below , E'er ye let Strephon know That I have lov'd him fo : Then on my pale cheek no blushes will show That love was the cause of my mourning . Her eyes were scarce closed when Strephon came by ...
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... faid , Did Sandy hear ye , Ye wadna mifs to get a clout , Iken he difna fear ye : Sae had ye'r tongue and fay nae mair , Set fomewhere elfe your fancy ; For as lang's Sandy's to the fore , Ye never fhall get Nanfy . Z. Slighted Nanfy ...
... faid , Did Sandy hear ye , Ye wadna mifs to get a clout , Iken he difna fear ye : Sae had ye'r tongue and fay nae mair , Set fomewhere elfe your fancy ; For as lang's Sandy's to the fore , Ye never fhall get Nanfy . Z. Slighted Nanfy ...
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... faid I went too far . Are fuch giddy ways beseeming ? Will my dear be fickle ftill ? Conqueft is the joy of women , Let their flaves be what they will . Your neglect with torment fills me , And my defp'rate thoughts increafe ; - Pray ...
... faid I went too far . Are fuch giddy ways beseeming ? Will my dear be fickle ftill ? Conqueft is the joy of women , Let their flaves be what they will . Your neglect with torment fills me , And my defp'rate thoughts increafe ; - Pray ...
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Términos y frases comunes
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Pasajes populares
Página 227 - Word and oath, Keep it, for then 'tis none of mine. Yet send me back my heart and eyes, That I may...
Página 47 - Cupid at my heart, Still as his mother favour'd you, Threw a new flaming dart.
Página 422 - The modes of the court so common are grown, That a true friend can hardly be met; Friendship for interest is but a loan, Which they let out for what they can get.
Página 138 - Bethink thee, William, of thy fault, Thy pledge and broken oath: And give me back my maiden vow, And give me back my troth.
Página 343 - IT was in and about the Martinmas time, When the green leaves were a falling, That Sir John Graeme, in the West Country, Fell in love with Barbara Allan. 2. He sent his man down through the town, To the place where she was dwelling: "O haste and come to my master dear, Gin ye be Barbara Allan.
Página 198 - Just entered in her teens, Fair as the day, and sweet as May, Fair as the day, and always gay. My Peggy is a young thing, And I'm not very auld, Yet well I like to meet her at The wauking of the fauld. My Peggy speaks sae sweetly, Whene'er we meet alane, I wish nae mair to lay my care, — I wish nae mair of a' that's rare. My Peggy speaks sae sweetly, To a' the lave I'm cauld; But she gars a' my spirits glow, At wauking of the fauld.
Página 103 - Alexander I will reign, And I will reign alone ; My thoughts did evermore disdain A rival on my throne. He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small, Who dares not put it to the touch To gain or lose it all.
Página 242 - 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.
Página 243 - I have skill to complain, Though the Muses my temples have crowned ; What though, when they hear my soft strain, The Virgins sit weeping around; Ah ! COLIN ! thy hopes are in vain ! Thy pipe and thy laurel resign! Thy False One inclines to a Swain, Whose music is sweeter than thine!
Página 230 - Susan, Susan, lovely dear, My vows shall ever true remain ; Let me kiss off that falling tear ; We only part to meet again. Change as ye list, ye winds ; my heart shall be The faithful compass that still points to thee.