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" Why did you promise love to me, And not that promise keep? Why did you swear my eyes were bright, Yet leave those eyes to weep? "How could you say my face was fair, And yet that face forsake? How could you win my virgin heart, Yet leave that heart to... "
The Weekly entertainer; or agreeable and instructive repository. [Continued ... - 242. oldal
1783
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A Collection of Old Ballads ...

Ambrose Philips - 1725
...When injur'd Ghoils complain ; Now dreary Graves give up their Dead, To haunt the faithlefs Swain. Bethink thee William of thy Fault, Thy Pledge, and...me back my Maiden Vow, And give me back my Troth. How could you fay my Face was fair, And yet that Face forfake 1 Hou could you win my Virgin Heart,...

A Collection of Old Ballads: Corrected from the Best and Most ..., 3. kötet

1725
...When injur'd Ghofts complain ; Now dreary Graves give up their Dead, To haunt the faithlefs Swain. Bethink thee William of thy Fault, Thy Pledge, and...me back my Maiden Vow, And give me back my Troth. How could you fay my Face was fair, And yet that Face forfake 1 Hou could you win my Virgin Heart,...

A Collection of Old Ballads: Corrected from the Best and Most ..., 3. kötet

1725
...yet that Face forfake 1 Hou could you win my Virgin Heart, Yet leave that Heart to break ? How could you promife Love to me, And not that Promife keep ? Why did you Swear mine Eyes were bright, Vet leave thofe Eyes to weep ? How could you fay my Lip was fweet, And...

Miscellaneous Poems: By Several Hands

David Lewis - 1726 - 320 oldal
...referent humida claujlra fuis; Now dreary Graves give up their Dead, To haunt the faithlefs Swain. VIII. Bethink thee, William^ of thy Fault, Thy Pledge, and...me back my Maiden Vow, And give me back my Troth. IX. How could you fay my Face was fair, And yet that Face forfake ? How could you win my Virgin Heart,...

Miscellaneous Poems: By Several Hands

David Lewis - 1726 - 320 oldal
...; Now dreary Graves give up their Dead, Tp haunt the faithlefs Swain. VIII. Bethink thee, fFiUiam^ of thy Fault, Thy Pledge, and broken Oath ; And give...me back my Maiden Vow, And give me back my Troth. IX. How could you fay my Face was fair, And yet that Face forfake ? How could you win my Virgin Heart,...

The Excursion: A Poem

David Mallet - 1728 - 80 oldal
...Hour, When injur'd Ghofts complain ; When yauning Graves give up their Dead To haunt the faithlefs Man. Bethink Thee, William, of thy Fault, Thy Pledge, and...back my Maiden Vow, And give Me back my Troth. Why Why did you promifc Love to Me, And not that Promife keep ? Why did You fwear my Eyes were Bright,...

The Tea-table Miscellany: Or, a Collection of Scots Sangs. In Three Volumes ...

Allan Ramsay - 1733 - 356 oldal
...fair, And yet that face forfake ? How could you win my virgin heart, Yet leave that heart to break t Why did you promife love to me, And not that promife keep ? Why fiidyou, that my eyes were bright, , Yet left thefe eyes to weep? How could you fwear, my lip was fweet,...

Poematia, Latinè partim reddita, partim scripta:

Vincent Bourne - 1734 - 148 oldal
...Now dreary Graves give up their Dead, To haunt the faithlefs Swain. * VIÎÎ. Bethink thee, Wslliam, of thy Fault,, Thy Pledge, and broken Oath ; And give...me back my Maiden Vow, And give me back my Troth. IX. How could you iky my Face was fair,. And yet that Face forfake ? How could you win my Virgin Heart,...

The Weekly amusement: or, The universal magazine, 1. kötet

1735
...Bethink thee, William, of thy fruit, Thy . I- dge, and broken oath ; And give me back my maiden vow, AnU give me back my troth. Why did you promife love to me, And not chat promife keep? Why did yon («rear my eyes were bright, Yet leave thofe eyes to weep? How could...

The Tea-table Miscellany: Or, A Collection of Choice Songs, Scots ..., 1. kötet

Allan Ramsay - 1750 - 448 oldal
...hoar. When injur'd ghofts complain, And aid the fecret fears of night, To fright the faithlefs man. i Bethink thee, William, of thy fault, Thy pledge and broken oath, And give me back my maiden-vow, And give me back my troth. How could you fay, my face was fair. And yet that face forfake...




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