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, Volumen61720 |
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... drive the French with Sword and Gun , Brave Marlborough took his Way ; Ah ! woe the Time that France beheld The Fighting of that Day . The The Valiant Duke to Heaven had swore , Vendosme shou'd 4 PILLS to Purge Melancholy .
... drive the French with Sword and Gun , Brave Marlborough took his Way ; Ah ! woe the Time that France beheld The Fighting of that Day . The The Valiant Duke to Heaven had swore , Vendosme shou'd 4 PILLS to Purge Melancholy .
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... took them by the Hand , And kiss'd them e'er they went ; Whilst Tears stood in their little Eyes , As if they knew th ' Event . Then said , he would with Speed return , Soon as the Fight was done ; But when he saw his Men give Ground ...
... took them by the Hand , And kiss'd them e'er they went ; Whilst Tears stood in their little Eyes , As if they knew th ' Event . Then said , he would with Speed return , Soon as the Fight was done ; But when he saw his Men give Ground ...
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... took , Besides what found their Fate . Nor should the Prince of Hannover In silence be forgot ; Who like a Lyon fought on Foot , After his Horse was shot . And what strange Chance likewise befel , Unto these Children dear : But that ...
... took , Besides what found their Fate . Nor should the Prince of Hannover In silence be forgot ; Who like a Lyon fought on Foot , After his Horse was shot . And what strange Chance likewise befel , Unto these Children dear : But that ...
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... took her by the middle , And taught her by the Flute ; Well done brave Roger quoth she , Thou hast not left thy old Wont . But ever she cry'd , & c . He clap'd her upon the Buttock , And forth she let a Fart ; My Belly quoth she is ...
... took her by the middle , And taught her by the Flute ; Well done brave Roger quoth she , Thou hast not left thy old Wont . But ever she cry'd , & c . He clap'd her upon the Buttock , And forth she let a Fart ; My Belly quoth she is ...
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... took , ' tis a delicate Sum ; And now Mistress Hostess begins to flatter me , But I have not forgot her former Cruelty , ty , ty , But I have not forgot her former Cruelty . Near Lymehouse she liv'd , where I formerly us'd , I'll show ...
... took , ' tis a delicate Sum ; And now Mistress Hostess begins to flatter me , But I have not forgot her former Cruelty , ty , ty , But I have not forgot her former Cruelty . Near Lymehouse she liv'd , where I formerly us'd , I'll show ...
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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
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Página 364 - Let her own that her shepherd was true. Then to her new love let her go, And deck her in golden array, Be...
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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...