The Tea-table Miscellany: Or, a Collection of Scots Sangs. In Three Volumes. The Ninth Edition, ... by Allan Ramsay. ...sold, 1733 - 356 páginas |
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Página iii
... fair , Arifing faftly through your throats . The wanton wee thing will rejoice , When tented by a sparkling eye , The spinnet tinkling with her voice , It lying on her lovely knee . A 2 While While kettles dringe on ingles dour , Or ...
... fair , Arifing faftly through your throats . The wanton wee thing will rejoice , When tented by a sparkling eye , The spinnet tinkling with her voice , It lying on her lovely knee . A 2 While While kettles dringe on ingles dour , Or ...
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... fair . Camilla's warbling notes are heard no more , But yield to Laft Time I came o'er the moor ; Hydafpes and Rinaldo both give way To Mary Scot , Tweed - fide and Mary Gray . From this and the following volume , Mr. Thomson ( who is ...
... fair . Camilla's warbling notes are heard no more , But yield to Laft Time I came o'er the moor ; Hydafpes and Rinaldo both give way To Mary Scot , Tweed - fide and Mary Gray . From this and the following volume , Mr. Thomson ( who is ...
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... fair fhepherdess lay Blate Jonny faintly teld fair Jean his mind Bright Cynthia's power divinely great By fmooth winding Tay a fwain was reclining Beneath a beech's grateful fhade By the delicious warmnefs of thy mouth Beneath a green ...
... fair fhepherdess lay Blate Jonny faintly teld fair Jean his mind Bright Cynthia's power divinely great By fmooth winding Tay a fwain was reclining Beneath a beech's grateful fhade By the delicious warmnefs of thy mouth Beneath a green ...
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... Fair , fweet and young , receive a prize 89 118 199 201 Fair Iris and her fwain 257 Fie ! Liza , fcorn the little arts 260 Farewell , my bonny , witty pretty Maggy 278 From rofy bowers , where fleeps the God of love 284 From grave ...
... Fair , fweet and young , receive a prize 89 118 199 201 Fair Iris and her fwain 257 Fie ! Liza , fcorn the little arts 260 Farewell , my bonny , witty pretty Maggy 278 From rofy bowers , where fleeps the God of love 284 From grave ...
Página xii
... fair 183 192 Focky fou , Jenny fain I was anes a well tocher'd lafs I yield , dear laffie , you have won I'll range around the fhady bowers In this grove my Strephon walkt , Jolly mortals , fill your glaffes 282 304 330 195 209 221 I'll ...
... fair 183 192 Focky fou , Jenny fain I was anes a well tocher'd lafs I yield , dear laffie , you have won I'll range around the fhady bowers In this grove my Strephon walkt , Jolly mortals , fill your glaffes 282 304 330 195 209 221 I'll ...
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Página 109 - Alexander I will reign, And I will reign alone ; My thoughts did evermore disdain A rival on my throne. He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small, Who dares not put it to the touch, To gain or lose it all.
Página 253 - William, who high upon the yard, Rock'd with the billows to and fro. Soon as her well-known voice he heard, He sigh'd and cast his eyes below: The cord slides swiftly through his glowing hands. And, (quick as lightning, ) on the deck he stands.
Página 147 - ... of thy fault, Thy pledge and broken oath ! And give me back my maiden vow, And give me back my troth.
Página 273 - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
Página 216 - Just entered in her teens, Fair as the day, and sweet as May, Fair as the day, and always gay. My Peggy is a young thing, And I'm not very auld, Yet well I like to meet her at The wauking of the fauld. My Peggy speaks sae sweetly, Whene'er we meet alane, I wish nae mair to lay my care, — I wish nae mair of a' that's rare. My Peggy speaks sae sweetly, To a' the lave I'm cauld; But she gars a' my spirits glow, At wauking of the fauld.
Página 271 - Oh, so true, so kind was he ! Damon was the pride of nature, Charming in his every feature; Damon liv'd alone for me: Melting kisses, Murmuring blisses ; Who so liv'd and lov'd as we!
Página 249 - tis none of mine. Yet send me back my heart and eyes, That I may know, and see thy lies, And may laugh and joy, when thou Art in anguish And dost languish For some one That will none, Or prove as false as thou art now.
Página 268 - And when she looks down on my grave, Let her own that her shepherd was true. Then to her new love let her go. And deck her in golden array ; Be...
Página 48 - Still as his mother favoured you, Threw a new flaming dart. Each gloried in their wanton part ; To make a lover, he Employed the utmost of his art — To make a beauty, she.
Página 267 - 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...