The Columbian Songster: Being a Large Collection of Fashionable Songs, for Gentlemen & Ladies. In a Series of Numbers, 第 460 期Nathaniel Heaton, Jun., 1799 - 246 頁 |
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Adieu Anacreon in Heaven arife arms Bacchus band beau beauty bleffings bleft blifs boaſt bofom brave breaſt caufe charms Columbia cry'd Cupid dear delight derry e'er ev'ry facred fafe faid failor fair fame fcold fear fenfe fhine fhore fhould figh filly fing fkies fmiles foes foft foldier fome fong foon forrow foul freedom ftand ftill fuch fure fwain fweet fword girl give glaffes glory good-natur'd hail happy heart joys juft kifs Liberty lover Mafon mafter maid Maſon merry Millions unborn mind morn muſt Nancy ne'er fhall never o'er paffions pain peace pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure pofies poor Poor Jack reft rife rofe ſhall SONG tender thee thefe thofe thoſe thou treaſure trepan Twas twill Twittle unborn to fave vex'd Weft Whilft whofe wife Yankee Doodle ye fons YE SONG youth
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第 35 頁 - I'd break her spirit, or I'd break her heart. BURNS: Tam Of Shunter. How blest has my time been ! what joys have I known, Since wedlock's soft bondage made Jessy my own ! So joyful my heart is, so easy my chain, That freedom is tasteless, and roving a pain. Through walks grown with woodbines as often we stray, Around us our boys and girls frolic and play : How pleasing their sport is ! the wanton ones see, And borrow their looks from my Jessy and me.
第 20 頁 - No glory I covet, no riches I want, Ambition is nothing to me ; The one thing I beg of kind heaven to grant, Is a mind independent and free.
第 3 頁 - Immortal patriots ! rise once more : Defend your rights, defend your shore : Let no rude foe with impious hand, Let no rude foe with impious hand, Invade the shrine where sacred lies Of toil and blood the well-earned prize. While offering peace sincere and just, In Heaven we place a manly trust, That truth and justice will prevail, And every scheme of bondage fail.
第 19 頁 - I would approach, but dare not move : Tell me, my heart, if this be love ? Whene'er she speaks, my...
第 16 頁 - D'ye mind me, a sailor should be every inch All as one as a piece of the ship, And with her brave the world without offering to flinch, From the moment the anchor's a-trip.
第 4 頁 - Behold the chief who now commands, Once more to serve his country, stands — The rock on which the storm will beat ; The rock on which the storm will beat. But, arm'd in virtue firm and true, His hopes are fixed on Heaven and you.
第 8 頁 - A hundred men with each a pen, Or more upon my word, sir, It is most true would be too few, Their valor to record, sir.
第 34 頁 - And all her roses dead. But ah ! where both their charms unite, How perfect is the view, With every image of delight, With graces ever new...
第 7 頁 - In a word, to sum up all his talents together, His heart is of lead, and his brain is of feather: Yet, if he has sense but to balance a straw, He' will sure take the hint from the picture I draw.
第 16 頁 - Why you never will hear of me more : What then, all's a hazard, come don't be so soft, Perhaps I may laughing come back, For, d'ye see, there's a cherub sits smiling aloft, To keep watch for the life of poor Jack.