The Quaver; Or, Songster's Pocket Companion, EtcThe Booksellers, 1858 - 512 sider |
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... ne'er be surpass'd , Then since this sweet game with creation began , To the end of the world may it last . PROUD WOMAN I SCORN YOU . PROUD Woman I scorn you , brisk wine's my delight , I'll drink all the day and I'll revel all night ...
... ne'er be surpass'd , Then since this sweet game with creation began , To the end of the world may it last . PROUD WOMAN I SCORN YOU . PROUD Woman I scorn you , brisk wine's my delight , I'll drink all the day and I'll revel all night ...
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... Ne'er shall feel its sweetness ; Time that once so fleetly mov'd , Now hath lost its fleetness . Years were days when here she stray'd , Days were moments near her ; Heaven ne'er form'd a brighter maid , Nor pity wept a dearer . LOVE IN ...
... Ne'er shall feel its sweetness ; Time that once so fleetly mov'd , Now hath lost its fleetness . Years were days when here she stray'd , Days were moments near her ; Heaven ne'er form'd a brighter maid , Nor pity wept a dearer . LOVE IN ...
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QUAVER. The dance now o'er , my hand he took . And led me to a seat , And sighing , gave me such a look , I'd ne'er seen one so sweet . Refreshments begged of me to take , I did the dainties scan , Alas ! I'd lost my appetite , He was ...
QUAVER. The dance now o'er , my hand he took . And led me to a seat , And sighing , gave me such a look , I'd ne'er seen one so sweet . Refreshments begged of me to take , I did the dainties scan , Alas ! I'd lost my appetite , He was ...
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... Ne'er a king do I envy , nor Keyser , That sits on a golden throne ; And I'll tell you the reason why , sir , Here's a sceptre and ball of my own . To sit all night through in a crown , I've a notion my can it would freeze , So I pull ...
... Ne'er a king do I envy , nor Keyser , That sits on a golden throne ; And I'll tell you the reason why , sir , Here's a sceptre and ball of my own . To sit all night through in a crown , I've a notion my can it would freeze , So I pull ...
Side 24
... ne'er be forgot , While a ruin remains of thy towers . No more , & c . THE WILD WHITE ROSE . ALL in the garden of beauty there grows , Proudest , and sweetest , a strange white rose , Yet thorns dwell around the spot where it blows , So ...
... ne'er be forgot , While a ruin remains of thy towers . No more , & c . THE WILD WHITE ROSE . ALL in the garden of beauty there grows , Proudest , and sweetest , a strange white rose , Yet thorns dwell around the spot where it blows , So ...
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