The humming bird. A collection of the most celebrated English and Scots songs1785 |
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第 1 到 5 筆結果,共 31 筆
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... whose hearts e'er bled 194 Come , all you jolly Bacchanals 325 1166 6 Come , all you young lovers , who wan with 173 Come and crown your Billy's wishes 404 Bright Sel is return'd , the winter is o'er of Bright was the morning . Bring ...
... whose hearts e'er bled 194 Come , all you jolly Bacchanals 325 1166 6 Come , all you young lovers , who wan with 173 Come and crown your Billy's wishes 404 Bright Sel is return'd , the winter is o'er of Bright was the morning . Bring ...
第 8 頁
... whose bosom How blithly all the live - long days Flow blithe way & each morn to fee N • blithe within my native wild . brimful of nothing's the life of a beau 372 260 370 210 394 381 am a jolly huntfman I am a poor thepherd undone ( I ...
... whose bosom How blithly all the live - long days Flow blithe way & each morn to fee N • blithe within my native wild . brimful of nothing's the life of a beau 372 260 370 210 394 381 am a jolly huntfman I am a poor thepherd undone ( I ...
第 30 頁
... whose bosom No headstrong paffion knows ! Her days in joy the paffes , Her nights in foft repole : Where'er her fancy leads her , No pain , no fear invades her ; But pleasure Without measure From ev'ry object flows , 27 YE verdant woods ...
... whose bosom No headstrong paffion knows ! Her days in joy the paffes , Her nights in foft repole : Where'er her fancy leads her , No pain , no fear invades her ; But pleasure Without measure From ev'ry object flows , 27 YE verdant woods ...
第 31 頁
Humming bird. 27 YE verdant woods , ye chrystal streams , On whose enamell'd fide I fhar'd the fun's refreshing beams , While Jocky was my guide . No more your fhades or murmurs please Poor Sylvia's love - fick mind ; No rural fcenes can ...
Humming bird. 27 YE verdant woods , ye chrystal streams , On whose enamell'd fide I fhar'd the fun's refreshing beams , While Jocky was my guide . No more your fhades or murmurs please Poor Sylvia's love - fick mind ; No rural fcenes can ...
第 69 頁
... whose weary hearts could borrow -One hour from love and care to reft ; Lol as I prefs'd my couch in filent forrow , My lover caught me to his breaft ! He vow'd he came to fave me From those who would enfiave me ; Then kneeling , Kiffes ...
... whose weary hearts could borrow -One hour from love and care to reft ; Lol as I prefs'd my couch in filent forrow , My lover caught me to his breaft ! He vow'd he came to fave me From those who would enfiave me ; Then kneeling , Kiffes ...
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第 176 頁 - She cast not back a pitying eye: But left her lover in despair To sigh, to languish, and to die: Ah ! how can those fair eyes endure To give the wounds they will not cure ? Great God of Love, why hast thou made A face that can all hearts command, That all religions can invade, And change the laws of every land?
第 256 頁 - Not a pine in my grove is there seen, But with tendrils of woodbine is bound; Not a beech's more beautiful green. But a sweet-briar entwines it around. Not my fields in the prime of the year, More charms than my cattle unfold; Not a brook that is limpid and clear, But it glitters with fishes of gold. One would think she might like to retire To the bower I have labour'd to rear; Not a shrub that I heard her admire.
第 256 頁 - With the lilac to render it gay ! Already it calls for my love To prune the wild branches away. From the plains, from the woodlands and groves. What strains of wild melody flow!
第 288 頁 - A breath to beauty's bloom unkind, As, to the rofe, an Eaftern wind. The nymph reply'd — You firft, my fwain, Confine your fonnets to the plain ; One envious tongue alike difarms, You, of your wit, me, of my charms. What is, unknown, the poet's...
第 316 頁 - Truth, they say, lies in a well, Why, I vow I ne'er could see; Let the water-drinkers tell, There it always lay for me. For when sparkling wine went round, Never saw I falsehood's mask; But still honest truth I found In the bottom of each flask. True, at length my vigour's flown, I have years to bring decay; Few the locks that now I own, And the few I have are grey.
第 309 頁 - How can they say that nature Has nothing made in vain ; Why then, beneath the water, Should hideous rocks remain ? No eyes the rocks discover That lurk beneath the deep, To wreck the wandering lover, And leave the maid to weep.
第 319 頁 - God save our gracious 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!
第 214 頁 - SHALL I, like a hermit, dwell, On a rock, or in a cell, Calling home the smallest part That is missing of my heart, To bestow it where I may Meet a rival every day ? If she undervalue me, What care I how fair she be...
第 189 頁 - Tis not the liquid brightness of those eyes, That swim with pleasure and delight, Nor those heavenly arches which arise O'er each of them to shade their light: 'Tis not that hair which plays with every wind, And loves to wanton round thy face; Now straying round the forehead, now behind Retiring with insidious grace.
第 168 頁 - CELIA'S love, And ev'ry charm was new, I fwore by all the gods above , To be for ever true. But long in vain did I adore, Long wept and figh'd in vain, She ftill protefted, vow'd, and fwore, She ne'er would eafe my pain. At laft o'ercomc me made me bleft, And yielded all her charms, And I forfook her when pofleft, And fled to others arms.