St Cecilia: Or, the British Songster. A New and Select Collection of the Best Scots and English Songs. Many of which Never Before in PrintCampbell Denovan, 1782 - 324 頁 |
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第 1 到 5 筆結果,共 44 筆
第 10 頁
... Language would , but cannot tell . Deep confufion's rofy terror Quite expreffive paints my check ; Afk no more , behold your error , Blushes eloquently fpeak : What though filent is my anguifh , Or breath'd only 10 ST CECILIA ; Or ,
... Language would , but cannot tell . Deep confufion's rofy terror Quite expreffive paints my check ; Afk no more , behold your error , Blushes eloquently fpeak : What though filent is my anguifh , Or breath'd only 10 ST CECILIA ; Or ,
第 16 頁
... tell him our loves , but why should ye tell ? All ye woods , and ye groves , and ye meadows , farewell : To fome fhade I'll repair , conceal'd from the day , Feed my foul with despair ' till I figh it away . CHORUS . 0 . SONG 14 . ! The ...
... tell him our loves , but why should ye tell ? All ye woods , and ye groves , and ye meadows , farewell : To fome fhade I'll repair , conceal'd from the day , Feed my foul with despair ' till I figh it away . CHORUS . 0 . SONG 14 . ! The ...
第 17 頁
... tell , There it always lay for me . O ! the days , & c . For , when fparkling wine went round , Never faw I falfehood's mafk ; But ftill honeft truth I found At the bottom of each flask . O ! the days , & c . True , at length my ...
... tell , There it always lay for me . O ! the days , & c . For , when fparkling wine went round , Never faw I falfehood's mafk ; But ftill honeft truth I found At the bottom of each flask . O ! the days , & c . True , at length my ...
第 19 頁
... tell us , who's the prince of good fellows , Was his natʼral fon : -But attend to my tale ; For thofe that thus chatter Know nought of the matter , He fprung from a barrel of Nottingham ale . Ye clergy fo rev'rend , priests , vicars ...
... tell us , who's the prince of good fellows , Was his natʼral fon : -But attend to my tale ; For thofe that thus chatter Know nought of the matter , He fprung from a barrel of Nottingham ale . Ye clergy fo rev'rend , priests , vicars ...
第 49 頁
... Tell me , my heart , if this be love . If fhe fome other fwain commend , Though I was once his fondest friend , His inftant enemy I prove ; Tell me , my heart , if this be love . When fhe's abfent , I no more Delight in all that pleas'd ...
... Tell me , my heart , if this be love . If fhe fome other fwain commend , Though I was once his fondest friend , His inftant enemy I prove ; Tell me , my heart , if this be love . When fhe's abfent , I no more Delight in all that pleas'd ...
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第 320 頁 - Busy, curious, thirsty fly, Drink with me, and drink as I ; Freely welcome to my cup, Couldst thou sip and sip it up. Make the most of life you may ; Life is short, and wears away. " Both alike are mine and thine, Hastening quick to their decline ; Thine's a summer, mine no more, Though repeated to threescore ; Threescore summers, when they're gone, Will appear as short as one.
第 266 頁 - The solemn boding sound, And thus in dying words bespoke The virgins weeping round...
第 51 頁 - And I will make thee beds of roses And a thousand fragrant posies, A cap of flowers, and a kirtle Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle...
第 52 頁 - The rest complains of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward Winter reckoning yields: A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle...
第 267 頁 - Nor think him all thy own. To-morrow, in the church to wed, Impatient, both prepare ! But know, fond maid ; and know, false man, That Lucy will be there!
第 200 頁 - My father urged me sair: my mother didna speak; But she look'd in my face till my heart was like to break: They gie'd him my hand, tho' my heart was in the sea; Sae auld Robin Gray he was gudeman to me. I hadna been a wife a week but only four, When mournfu...
第 52 頁 - Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten ; In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw, and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps, and amber studs, All these in me no means can move To come to thee, and be thy love.
第 183 頁 - Tis pride puts a' the country down, Sae tak thy auld cloak about thee. Every land has its ain laugh, Ilk kind of corn it has its hool ; I think the warld is a' run wrang, When ilka wife her man wad rule.
第 144 頁 - 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.
第 108 頁 - Jeany's face May caufe mae men to rue, And that may gar me fay, alas ! But what's that to you ? Conceal thy beauties if thou can, Hide that fweet face of thine, That I may only be the man Enjoys thefe looks divine. O do not proftitute, my dear, Wonders to common view, And I with faithful heart fhall fwear, For ever to be true.