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... never fleeps Revenge her fang in mortal poifon fleeps ; And madly laughs and weeps , And fimiles at rival's pangs , and acts the deeds of hell . Come , thou that art above controul , Roufe my vaft purpofe - fill my madden'd ' foul ! WH ...
... never fleeps Revenge her fang in mortal poifon fleeps ; And madly laughs and weeps , And fimiles at rival's pangs , and acts the deeds of hell . Come , thou that art above controul , Roufe my vaft purpofe - fill my madden'd ' foul ! WH ...
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... never forget how he parted wi ' me . Sayin ' think nae lang laffie , & c . . Tho ' Sandy has corn , an ' houfen , an ky ; A houfe , an ' a hadden , an ' filler for by ; Yet I'd tak ' my Jamie , an ' wi ' him wad gang , Afore I'd hae ...
... never forget how he parted wi ' me . Sayin ' think nae lang laffie , & c . . Tho ' Sandy has corn , an ' houfen , an ky ; A houfe , an ' a hadden , an ' filler for by ; Yet I'd tak ' my Jamie , an ' wi ' him wad gang , Afore I'd hae ...
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... never fail , Shall bind me to my native vale . MY LITTLE BLITHSOME SPARROW A Favourite New Song . Written by George Saville Carey . Now introduced by Mrs. Crouch , in the Haunted Tower WHY away , THY turns my Jen her head My little ...
... never fail , Shall bind me to my native vale . MY LITTLE BLITHSOME SPARROW A Favourite New Song . Written by George Saville Carey . Now introduced by Mrs. Crouch , in the Haunted Tower WHY away , THY turns my Jen her head My little ...
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... never want a groat That's fond of Tullochgorum . But for the difcontented fool , Who wants to be Oppreffion's tool , May Envy gnaw his rotten foul , And blackeft fiends devour him . May dole and forrow be his chance , Dole and forrow ...
... never want a groat That's fond of Tullochgorum . But for the difcontented fool , Who wants to be Oppreffion's tool , May Envy gnaw his rotten foul , And blackeft fiends devour him . May dole and forrow be his chance , Dole and forrow ...
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... never fell from my tongue ; But if a fmooth accent delighted my ear , I wish'd unawares that my Celia might hear . With faireft ideas my bofom I for'd , Allufive to none but the nymph I ador'd ; And the more I with fudy my fancy refin'd ...
... never fell from my tongue ; But if a fmooth accent delighted my ear , I wish'd unawares that my Celia might hear . With faireft ideas my bofom I for'd , Allufive to none but the nymph I ador'd ; And the more I with fudy my fancy refin'd ...
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adieu AIR.-Mr Anacreontic Society BANNISTER beauty Becauſe birds blefs blifs bloom bofom bonny breaft Britiſh charms Covent Garden dear delight e'er ev'ry eyes faid failor fair Fal de ral falute fame FAVOURITE fhade fhall fhepherd fhore fhould figh filly fing firft fkies fleep fleer flow'rs fmile foft fome fond fong foon forrow foul fpring ftill ftrains ftream fuch fung fure fwain fweet fweetly gentle girl grove heart honeft INCLEDON kifs laft loft lov'd lover maid merry morn mufic muft muſt ne'er never night nymph o'er paffion Patrick O'Neal plain pleaſe pleaſure poor pow'r pretty reft rofe roſes Siege of Belgrade SONG SONG.-Mr Sung by Mifs Sweet Taunton Dean tell tender Theatre Royal thee thefe thofe thoſe thou thro Twas Vauxhall warring angel Whofe wou'd youth
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Side 44 - Crabbed age and youth Cannot live together ; Youth is full of pleasance, Age is full of care : Youth like summer morn, Age like winter weather ; Youth like summer brave, Age like winter bare. Youth is full of sport, Age's breath is short, Youth is nimble, age is lame. Youth is hot and bold, Age is weak and cold ; Youth is wild, and age is tame.
Side 87 - A cap of flowers, and a kirtle Embroider'd all with leaves of myrtle. A gown made of the finest wool, Which from our pretty lambs we pull, Fair lined slippers for the cold, With buckles of the purest gold.
Side 88 - 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...
Side 54 - I have skill to complain, Though the Muses my temples have crowned ; What though, when they hear my soft strain, The Virgins sit weeping around; Ah ! COLIN ! thy hopes are in vain ! Thy pipe and thy laurel resign! Thy False One inclines to a Swain, Whose music is sweeter than thine!
Side 53 - Ghosts.* r \ESPAIRING beside a clear stream, A shepherd forsaken was laid ; And while a false nymph was his theme, A willow supported his head. The wind, that blew over the plain, To his sighs with a sigh did reply : And the brook, in return to his pain, Ran mournfully murmuring by.
Side 54 - twas a pleasure too great ; I listen'd, and cried when she sung, Was nightingale ever so sweet ! How foolish was I to believe, She could dote on so lowly a clown, Or that her fond heart would not grieve To forsake the fine folk of the town ; To think that a beauty so gay So kind and so constant...
Side 55 - For ever, Fortune, wilt thou prove An unrelenting foe to Love, And when we meet a mutual heart Come in between, and bid us part ? Bid us sigh on from day to day, And wish and wish the soul away; Till youth and genial years are flown, And all the life of life is gone...
Side 88 - 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.
Side 24 - Tis STREPHON, on the mountain's brow, Has won my right good will ; To him I gave my plighted vow, / With him I'll climb the hill.
Side 87 - Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks By shallow rivers, to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals. And I will make thee beds of roses, And a thousand...