Wit and Mirth: Or, Pills to Purge Melancholy: Being a Collection of the Best Merry Ballads and Songs, Old and New. Fitted to All Humours, Having Each Their Proper Tune for Either Voice, Or Instrument: Most of the Songs Being New Set... London, Printed by W. Pearson for J. Tonson, 1719-20, Volumen31719 |
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... Dear Pinckaninny , if half a Guinea , De'l take the War that hurry'd , F FRom rosie Bowers where sleeps the God , Fame and Isis joyn'd in one , From glorious Toyls of War , From azure Plains , blest with eternal , Flow the flowry Rain ...
... Dear Pinckaninny , if half a Guinea , De'l take the War that hurry'd , F FRom rosie Bowers where sleeps the God , Fame and Isis joyn'd in one , From glorious Toyls of War , From azure Plains , blest with eternal , Flow the flowry Rain ...
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... dear Cock adoodle , N ° N OW , now comes on the glorious , Now Cannon smoke Clouds all , Now over England Joy to express , Now some Years are gone , Near famous Covent - Garden , Now is the Sun , 244 297 300 311 19 45 76 85 125 127 164 ...
... dear Cock adoodle , N ° N OW , now comes on the glorious , Now Cannon smoke Clouds all , Now over England Joy to express , Now some Years are gone , Near famous Covent - Garden , Now is the Sun , 244 297 300 311 19 45 76 85 125 127 164 ...
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... . Teach me in soft melodious Strains to move In tender Passion my Heart's darling Joy . Ah , let the Soul of Musick tune my Voice , To win dear Strephon , who my soul enjoys . VOL . I. B Mirth . [ Mirthfully Mad . A Swift Movement . ] Or.
... . Teach me in soft melodious Strains to move In tender Passion my Heart's darling Joy . Ah , let the Soul of Musick tune my Voice , To win dear Strephon , who my soul enjoys . VOL . I. B Mirth . [ Mirthfully Mad . A Swift Movement . ] Or.
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... dear , He slyly Peace does tender : But our two Heroes so well know The breach of his Word some years ago , They resolve , they will give him another blow , Unless he Spain Surrenders . Health to the Queen then straight begin , To ...
... dear , He slyly Peace does tender : But our two Heroes so well know The breach of his Word some years ago , They resolve , they will give him another blow , Unless he Spain Surrenders . Health to the Queen then straight begin , To ...
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... and Low , Does your dear valu'd hours ingross , Yet mine is such a case , That I beg it may take place , As soon as the Speaker is chose , With a hum , & c . For For tho ' I'm no Lord , Nor to Senate 32 SONGS Compleat ,
... and Low , Does your dear valu'd hours ingross , Yet mine is such a case , That I beg it may take place , As soon as the Speaker is chose , With a hum , & c . For For tho ' I'm no Lord , Nor to Senate 32 SONGS Compleat ,
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agree Amyntas Bagington Beauty Blessing blest blow Blowzabella bonny Boys brave bright Britains call'd charming CHORUS Court Croakledom Crown cry'd Gillian Curchy Daniel Purcell dear ding Divine Don Quixote drink e'er Eugene Eyes fair fam'd Fame fantastick Fate fear flowry Spring Fockey Fool Gillian of Croydon Glorious Glory Grace happy hast Heart Henry Purcell Honour John Blow Jolly King Kiss Ladies Lass late Lord lov'd Love Mammon Marlborough merry mighty Minuet Mounsieur Muses Musick Musidora ne'er never Night o'er Orph Peace Play Pleasure pow'r pretty Prince Purcell Queen Queen Ann renown'd Royal Ruffdom Satyr shame shew shou'd sighing sing vive SONG Soul Soveraign Stoolball Sung sweet thee There's thou toping Tories Town Tune Twangdillo Twas vex'd vive le Roy Wedding Whiggs Whilst wou'd Yogh young
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Página 329 - Sighing to himself and crying, Wretched I to love in vain; Ever scorning and denying, To reward your faithful Swain: Kiss me, Dear, before my Dying, Kiss me once and ease my pain.
Página 2 - My pulse beats a dead march for lost repose, And to a solid lump of ice my poor fond heart is froze. Or say, ye powers, my peace to crown, Shall I thaw myself, and drown 25 Among the foaming billows'?
Página 151 - Couch'd in the dark and silent grave, No ills of fate thou now canst fear ; In vain would tyrant Power enslave, Or scornful Beauty be severe. Wars, that do fatal storms disperse, Far from thy happy mansion keep ; Earthquakes, that shake the universe, Can't rock thee...
Página 333 - Match by long delaying ; The Gelding just now was led over the Course ; I think the Devil's in you for staying. Run, and endeavour all to bubble the Sporters ; Bets may recover all lost at the Groom Porters ; Follow, follow, follow, follow, come down to the Ditch, Take the odds, and then you'll be rich. " For I'll have the brown Bay, if the blew Bonnet ride, And hold a thousand pounds of his side, Sir ; Dragon would...
Página 177 - And to shew his shape doth cringe and scrape, But nothing has to say ; Or if the courtship's fine, He'll only cant and whine, And in confounded poetry, He'll goblins make divine ; I love the bold and brave, I hate the fawning slave, That quakes, and...
Página 301 - ... safely past the Rhine, And conquer'd all before him. With dull tea they fought in vain. Hopeless vict'ry to obtain ; Where sprightly wine fills ev'ry vein, Success must needs attend him. Our brains (like our cannons) warm, With often-firing feels no harm, While the sober sot flies the alarm, No lawrel can befriend him. Christians thus with conquest crown'd, Conquest with the glass goes round, Weak coffee can't keep its ground Against the force of claret : Whilst we give them thus the foil, And...
Página 333 - I'll have the brown Bay, if the blew bonnet ride, And hold a thousand Pounds of his side. Sir ; Dragon would scow'r • it, but Dragon grows old ; He cannot endure it, he cannot, he wonnot ' now run it. As lately he could : Age, age does hinder the Speed, Sir. Now, now, now they come on, and see, See the Horse lead the way still ; Three lengths before at the turning...
Página 250 - We'er just like a Mouse in a Trap, Or Vermin caught in a Gin ; We Sweat and Fret, and try to Escape, And Curse the sad Hour we came in.
Página 179 - Celladon, when spring came on, Woo'd Sylvia in a grove, Both gay and young, and still he sung The sweet Delights of Love. Wedded joys in girls and boys, And pretty chat of this and that, The honey kiss, and charming bliss That crowns the marriage bed ; He snatched her hand, she blushed and fanned And seemed as if afraid, ' Forbear !' she crys, ' youre fawning lyes, I've vowed to die a maid.