The Vocal Magazine: Or, Compleat British Songster, 1-9. kötetHarrison and Company, 1781 - 359 oldal |
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9. oldal
... fo killing , he cry'd , while he fleeps , I'm loft if he opens her eyes ; To tarry much longer would hazard my heart , I'll homeward my lambkin to trace , B vain honeft Corydon strove to depart , or love held VOCAL MAGAZINE .
... fo killing , he cry'd , while he fleeps , I'm loft if he opens her eyes ; To tarry much longer would hazard my heart , I'll homeward my lambkin to trace , B vain honeft Corydon strove to depart , or love held VOCAL MAGAZINE .
15. oldal
... longer delay . MOPSUS . Bold youth , your addresses decline ; The choice of these damfels refign : Tho ' grey are my locks , The herds and the flocks That graze round the village are mine . DAMON . Permit me to afk , as a friend , To ...
... longer delay . MOPSUS . Bold youth , your addresses decline ; The choice of these damfels refign : Tho ' grey are my locks , The herds and the flocks That graze round the village are mine . DAMON . Permit me to afk , as a friend , To ...
19. oldal
... longer is here ? My flocks , if at random they ftray , What wonder , if the's from the plains ! Her hand they were wont to obey : She rul'd both the sheep and the fwains . Can I ever forget how we ftray'd To the foot of yon neighbouring ...
... longer is here ? My flocks , if at random they ftray , What wonder , if the's from the plains ! Her hand they were wont to obey : She rul'd both the sheep and the fwains . Can I ever forget how we ftray'd To the foot of yon neighbouring ...
21. oldal
... longer to court you they eagerly prefs . SONG 65 . Sung in the Elopement . COME hafte to the wedding , ye friends and ye neighbours , The lovers their blifs can no longer delay ; Forget all your forrows , your care , and your labours ...
... longer to court you they eagerly prefs . SONG 65 . Sung in the Elopement . COME hafte to the wedding , ye friends and ye neighbours , The lovers their blifs can no longer delay ; Forget all your forrows , your care , and your labours ...
22. oldal
... longer my fair - one will ftray , Tho ' winter's approaches I fee , I bask on the bofom of May , " Twill always be fummer with ine . SONG 67 . A BACCHANALIAN BALLAD . Greedy Midas , I've been told , That what you touch you turn to gold ...
... longer my fair - one will ftray , Tho ' winter's approaches I fee , I bask on the bofom of May , " Twill always be fummer with ine . SONG 67 . A BACCHANALIAN BALLAD . Greedy Midas , I've been told , That what you touch you turn to gold ...
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
Bacchus beauty blefs bleft blifs bloom bofom breaft Britons CANTATA ceafe charms chearful Chloe Colin conftant cry'd Cupid Damon dear defire defpair delight Derry e'er ev'ry eyes fafe faid fair falfe fame fear feek feen fenfe fhade fhall fhepherd fhould figh fing flow'rs fmile foft fome fond fong foon forrow foul fpring ftill ftrain ftream fuch fure fwain fweet gentle give grace grove hafte happy heart Jenny Grey kifs lafs laft lefs lov'd lover maid Mary Ambree mind morn mufic muft Nancy Wall ne'er never night nymph o'er paffion pain Phillis plain pleafing pleaſe pleaſure pow'r pride RANELAGH reafon reft rife rofe ſhall ſhe SONG Strephon Sung at VAUXHALL ſweet tear tell thee thefe theſe thofe thou thro Twas vows Whilft Whofe wife wine wou'd Written young youth
Népszerű szakaszok
73. oldal - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
165. oldal - Turn, Angelina, ever dear, My charmer, turn to see Thy own, thy long-lost Edwin here, ^ ^ Restored to love and thee. « Thus let me hold thee to my heart, And every care resign ; And shall we never, never part, My life — my all that's mine? « No, never from this hour to part, We'll live and love so true; The sigh that rends thy constant heart, Shall break thy Edwin's too.
77. oldal - William, who high upon the yard, Rock'd with the billows to and fro. Soon as her well-known voice he heard, He sigh'd and cast his eyes below: The cord slides swiftly through his glowing hands.
261. oldal - Then up and crew the red, red cock, And up then crew the gray: "Tis time, tis time, my dear Margret, That you were going away.
336. oldal - While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
227. oldal - And now with me, my countrymen, Your courage forth advance; For never was there champion yet, In Scotland or in France, " That ever did on horseback come, But if my hap it were, I durst encounter man for man, With him to break a spear." Earl Douglas on his milk-white steed, Most like a baron bold, Rode foremost of his company, Whose armour shone like gold.
44. oldal - tis thus complain, Since you appear'd upon the plain; You are the cause of all my care: Your eyes ten thousand dangers dart: Ten thousand torments vex my heart: I love, and I despair.
59. oldal - plaining of her pride. Here bore him, bare-faced on his bier, Six proper youths and tall ; And many a tear bedew'd his grave Within yon kirk-yard wall.
180. oldal - In early youth I die : Was I to blame, because his bride Was thrice as rich as I ? "Ah, Colin ! give not her thy vows, Vows due to me alone : Nor thou, fond maid, receive his kiss, Nor think him all thy own.
143. oldal - Still to be neat, still to be drest, As you were going to a feast ; Still to be powdered, still perfumed: Lady, it is to be presumed, Though art's hid causes are not found, All is not sweet, all is not sound. Give me a look, give me a face; That makes simplicity a grace ; Robes loosely flowing, hair as free : Such sweet neglect more taketh me, Than all the adulteries of art ; They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.