A select collection of songs; or, An appendage to the piano-forte |
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6. oldal
... sorrow away , And with honest old stingo was soaking his clay , - His breath - doors of life on a sudden were shut , And he dy'd full as big as a Dorchester butt . His body , when long in the ground it had lain , And time into clay had ...
... sorrow away , And with honest old stingo was soaking his clay , - His breath - doors of life on a sudden were shut , And he dy'd full as big as a Dorchester butt . His body , when long in the ground it had lain , And time into clay had ...
7. oldal
... sorrows of the live - long night . But she to - morrow will return : — Venus , be thou to - morrow great ; Thy myrtles strew , thy odours burn , And meet thy fav'rite nymph in state . Kind goddess , to no other pow'rs Let us to ...
... sorrows of the live - long night . But she to - morrow will return : — Venus , be thou to - morrow great ; Thy myrtles strew , thy odours burn , And meet thy fav'rite nymph in state . Kind goddess , to no other pow'rs Let us to ...
9. oldal
... sorrow chas'd , my Shall yield to fell despair ; heart Now joy repels th ' envenom'd dart , And conquers every care . So , in our woods , the hunted boar On nature's strength relies ; The forests echo with his roar ; In turn the hunter ...
... sorrow chas'd , my Shall yield to fell despair ; heart Now joy repels th ' envenom'd dart , And conquers every care . So , in our woods , the hunted boar On nature's strength relies ; The forests echo with his roar ; In turn the hunter ...
15. oldal
... heaven above , & c . THE CAPTIVE TO HIS BIRD . ANONYMOUS.GOULDING , LONDON.- Sung by Mr Incledon . " -MAZZINGI . O SING , sweet bird ! from that lov'd strain A transient bliss I feel , To lull that sorrow which in vain I labour to 13.
... heaven above , & c . THE CAPTIVE TO HIS BIRD . ANONYMOUS.GOULDING , LONDON.- Sung by Mr Incledon . " -MAZZINGI . O SING , sweet bird ! from that lov'd strain A transient bliss I feel , To lull that sorrow which in vain I labour to 13.
16. oldal
Select collection. To lull that sorrow which in vain I labour to conceal : O sing , sweet bird , & c . From Sylvia torn , whose vocal pow'r Made earth , a heav'n to me , To cheer each sad and lonely hour I fondly taught it thee : O sing ...
Select collection. To lull that sorrow which in vain I labour to conceal : O sing , sweet bird , & c . From Sylvia torn , whose vocal pow'r Made earth , a heav'n to me , To cheer each sad and lonely hour I fondly taught it thee : O sing ...
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A Select Collection of Songs; Or, an Appendage to the Piano-Forte Select Collection Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2016 |
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
Anacreon ANON ANONYMOUS.GOULDING Arethusa art thou beauty billows blows bosom BRAHAM brave breast bright charms cheek cheer CORRI cottage Crazy Jane cry'd DALE dear delight DIBDIN dy'd ev'ry fair fancy farewell fate favourite Song fear flow'r fond girl glory GOULDING grief happy Hark hear heart Heav'n heave hope ibid Incledon Jane KELLY kind gentlemen lal lal lal lips lira LIVERPOOL LONDON lov'd Love's lover merrily mild ale Miss De Camp morning Mountain ne'er never Newcastle Concerts night o'er orphan Pat O'Connor Peace pity pleasure Poor Mary-Anne POST-CAPTAIN pow'r PRESTON Public Concerts RANNIE roar rose sailor Sally SHIELD shore sigh sing smile soft soldier sorrow soul strain Sung by Miss sweet tears tell tender thee thine thou thro TOBY PHILPOT Tom Moody true love Twas village maid waves weep wind wing yonder youth
Népszerű szakaszok
65. oldal - O 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.
225. 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.
285. oldal - King, Long live our noble King, God save the King. Send him victorious, Happy and glorious, Long to reign over us: God save the King!
204. oldal - I'd give it all to Sally ; She is the darling of my heart, And she lives in our alley. My master and the neighbours all Make game of me and Sally, And, but for her, I'd better be A slave and row a galley ; But when my seven long years are out O then I'll marry Sally,— O then we'll wed, and then we'll bed... But not in our alley ! H. Carey CLXVIII A FAREWELL Go fetch to me a pint o...
16. oldal - As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I, And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a" the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi
202. oldal - Of all the girls that are so smart There's none like pretty Sally; She is the darling of my heart, And she lives in our alley. There is no lady in the land Is half so sweet as Sally; She is the darling of my heart, And she lives in our alley.
179. oldal - I exclaim'd, is the pitiless part Some act by the delicate mind, Regardless of wringing and breaking a heart Already to sorrow resign'd.
122. oldal - TO all you ladies now at land We men at sea indite ; But first would have you understand How hard it is to write : The Muses now, and Neptune too, We must implore to write to you — With a fa, la, la, la, la.
203. oldal - But sure such folks could ne'er beget So sweet a girl as Sally ! She is the darling of my heart, And she lives in our alley.
285. oldal - O Lord our God, arise! Scatter his enemies, And make them fall; Confound their politics, Frustrate their knavish tricks: On Thee our hopes we fix — God save us all!