The Vocal Magazine: Or, Compleat British Songster, Volumes 1-9Harrison and Company, 1781 - 359 pages |
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... these damfels refign : Tho ' grey are my locks , The herds and the flocks That graze round the village are mine . DAMON . Permit me to afk , as a friend , To which of thefe girls you pretend ? Your plea fhould be try'd , The fair - one ...
... these damfels refign : Tho ' grey are my locks , The herds and the flocks That graze round the village are mine . DAMON . Permit me to afk , as a friend , To which of thefe girls you pretend ? Your plea fhould be try'd , The fair - one ...
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... these arms , I'm loft if Peggy die . SONG 74 . THE EFFORTS OF LOVE AND MUSIC . THE morning op'd fmiling , all nature was gay , And Flora had chequer'd the grove ; The thrush and the linnet were heard on the Spray , Attuning their voices ...
... these arms , I'm loft if Peggy die . SONG 74 . THE EFFORTS OF LOVE AND MUSIC . THE morning op'd fmiling , all nature was gay , And Flora had chequer'd the grove ; The thrush and the linnet were heard on the Spray , Attuning their voices ...
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... These bleffings , fays he , fhall on earth how abound , And the toast is , wit , women , and wine . Thefe are joys worthy gods , which to mortals are giv❜n , Says Momus : who will not repine ? For what's worth our notice , pray tell me ...
... These bleffings , fays he , fhall on earth how abound , And the toast is , wit , women , and wine . Thefe are joys worthy gods , which to mortals are giv❜n , Says Momus : who will not repine ? For what's worth our notice , pray tell me ...
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... these flow'rs Are wrought in nature's various robe : 1 Where pride declines , and merit thrives Your virgin dignity o'er - pow'rs The heroes of the conquer'd globe : But fweet compliance makes ye wives . SONG 104 . Sung at VAUXHALL ...
... these flow'rs Are wrought in nature's various robe : 1 Where pride declines , and merit thrives Your virgin dignity o'er - pow'rs The heroes of the conquer'd globe : But fweet compliance makes ye wives . SONG 104 . Sung at VAUXHALL ...
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... These fools that feem fo wife . ' Tis true , they fondly fet their hearts On things of no delight ; To pafs all day for men of parts , They pafs alone the night . But Celia never breaks their reft ; Such fervants fhe difdains : And fo ...
... These fools that feem fo wife . ' Tis true , they fondly fet their hearts On things of no delight ; To pafs all day for men of parts , They pafs alone the night . But Celia never breaks their reft ; Such fervants fhe difdains : And fo ...
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Bacchus beauty blefs bleft blifs bloom bofom breaft Britons CANTATA ceafe charms chearful Chloe Colin conftant cry'd Cupid Damon dear defire defpair delight Derry e'er ev'ry eyes fafe faid fair falfe fame fear feek feen fenfe fhade fhall fhepherd fhould figh fing flow'rs fmile foft fome fond fong foon forrow foul fpring ftill ftrain ftream fuch fure fwain fweet gentle give grace grove hafte happy heart Jenny Grey kifs lafs laft lefs lov'd lover maid Mary Ambree mind morn mufic muft Nancy Wall ne'er never night nymph o'er paffion pain Phillis plain pleafing pleaſe pleaſure pow'r pride RANELAGH reafon reft rife rofe ſhall ſhe SONG Strephon Sung at VAUXHALL ſweet tear tell thee thefe theſe thofe thou thro Twas vows Whilft Whofe wife wine wou'd Written young youth
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Page 73 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Page 165 - Turn, Angelina, ever dear, My charmer, turn to see Thy own, thy long-lost Edwin here, ^ ^ Restored to love and thee. « Thus let me hold thee to my heart, And every care resign ; And shall we never, never part, My life — my all that's mine? « No, never from this hour to part, We'll live and love so true; The sigh that rends thy constant heart, Shall break thy Edwin's too.
Page 77 - 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.
Page 261 - Then up and crew the red, red cock, And up then crew the gray: "Tis time, tis time, my dear Margret, That you were going away.
Page 336 - While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Page 227 - And now with me, my countrymen, Your courage forth advance; For never was there champion yet, In Scotland or in France, " That ever did on horseback come, But if my hap it were, I durst encounter man for man, With him to break a spear." Earl Douglas on his milk-white steed, Most like a baron bold, Rode foremost of his company, Whose armour shone like gold.
Page 44 - tis thus complain, Since you appear'd upon the plain; You are the cause of all my care: Your eyes ten thousand dangers dart: Ten thousand torments vex my heart: I love, and I despair.
Page 59 - plaining of her pride. Here bore him, bare-faced on his bier, Six proper youths and tall ; And many a tear bedew'd his grave Within yon kirk-yard wall.
Page 180 - In early youth I die : Was I to blame, because his bride Was thrice as rich as I ? "Ah, Colin ! give not her thy vows, Vows due to me alone : Nor thou, fond maid, receive his kiss, Nor think him all thy own.
Page 143 - Still to be neat, still to be drest, As you were going to a feast ; Still to be powdered, still perfumed: Lady, it is to be presumed, Though art's hid causes are not found, All is not sweet, all is not sound. Give me a look, give me a face; That makes simplicity a grace ; Robes loosely flowing, hair as free : Such sweet neglect more taketh me, Than all the adulteries of art ; They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.