The goldfinch, or, New modern songster. Being a select collection of the most admired Scots and English songs, cantatas &c1782 |
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Strona 7
... charms that her modesty hides ; When the birds to the barn - door hover for food , As with filence they reft on the spray ; And the poor timid hare in vain feeks the wood , Left her footsteps her path fhould betray ; When the lads and ...
... charms that her modesty hides ; When the birds to the barn - door hover for food , As with filence they reft on the spray ; And the poor timid hare in vain feeks the wood , Left her footsteps her path fhould betray ; When the lads and ...
Strona 8
... charms , and there meet With the bloom and the sweetness of spring . Heaven grant in that feason it may be my lot , That with her I fo love and admire , While the icicles hang on the eves of our cot , To be warm I may thither retire ...
... charms , and there meet With the bloom and the sweetness of spring . Heaven grant in that feason it may be my lot , That with her I fo love and admire , While the icicles hang on the eves of our cot , To be warm I may thither retire ...
Strona 14
... charms while mine can please , I love them much , but more my ease ; Jealous fears me ne'er moleft , Nor faithlefs vows fhall break my reft . Break my reft , break my reft , Nor faithlefs vows fhall break my Why should they ever give me ...
... charms while mine can please , I love them much , but more my ease ; Jealous fears me ne'er moleft , Nor faithlefs vows fhall break my reft . Break my reft , break my reft , Nor faithlefs vows fhall break my Why should they ever give me ...
Strona 15
... charms are in the wane , Will court their fure decline ? Then fops , and wits , and beaux forbear , Your arts will never do ; For fome fond youth shall be my care , Life's chequer'd feason through . i My little heart fhall have a home ...
... charms are in the wane , Will court their fure decline ? Then fops , and wits , and beaux forbear , Your arts will never do ; For fome fond youth shall be my care , Life's chequer'd feason through . i My little heart fhall have a home ...
Strona 34
... will oft flourish his quill , lot I'm glad it has fallen to my To celebrate Jeffamond mill . When Spring hither winds her career , Our trees and our hedges to fill ; ** Vaft oceans of verdure appear ; To charm you at 34 A COLLECTION.
... will oft flourish his quill , lot I'm glad it has fallen to my To celebrate Jeffamond mill . When Spring hither winds her career , Our trees and our hedges to fill ; ** Vaft oceans of verdure appear ; To charm you at 34 A COLLECTION.
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anguiſh auld Auld Robin Gray beauty beſt bleffings bleft blifs blithe bloom bofom bonny braw breaſt charms chearful Chloe Colin conftant cou'd cry'd Daffin Damon dear delight Derry e'er eaſe ev'ry ewie eyes fafe faid fair fhade fhall fhepherd fhould figh fince fing firſt fmiles foft fome fond fong foon forpet forrow foul fport fpring frae ftill ftreams fuch fung fure fwain fweet gang grove ha'e hafte happy heart honeft Invermay Jamie Jenny Jockey kifs laffie lafs lov'd lover Maggy maid merry mild ale mind morn mufic muft muſt ne'er never night nymph o'er paffion pleafing pleaſe pleaſure pow'r rapture reft rofe roſe roving Rule Britannia ſhall ſhe SONG ſports ſtill ſtray ſweet Taleo tell thee There's nae luck theſe thofe thou thouſand thro Twas weel wife wine young youth
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Strona 101 - 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...
Strona 5 - And I will make thee beds of roses And a thousand fragrant posies, A cap of flowers, and a kirtle Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle...
Strona 17 - Gray came a-courtin' me. My father couldna work, and my mother couldna spin; I toil'd day and night, but their bread I couldna win; Auld Rob maintain'd them baith, and wi' tears in his e'e Said, 'Jennie, for their sakes, O, marry me!
Strona 6 - If all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love. But time drives flocks from field to fold, When rivers rage and rocks grow cold, And Philomel becometh dumb, 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.
Strona 42 - Tullochgorum ? May choicest blessings still attend Each honest open-hearted friend, And calm and quiet be his end, And a' that's good watch o'er him ! May peace and plenty be his lot, Peace and plenty, peace and plenty, May peace and plenty be his lot, And dainties a great store o...
Strona 186 - Are the groves and the valleys as gay, And the shepherds as gentle as ours ? The groves may perhaps be as fair, And the face of the valleys as fine ; The swains may in manners compare, But their love is not equal to mine.
Strona 186 - I have found out a gift for my fair; I have found where the wood-pigeons breed; But let me that plunder forbear, She will say 'twas a barbarous deed...
Strona 17 - My father urged me sair: my mother didna speak; But she look'd in my face till my heart was like to break: They gie'd him my hand, tho' my heart was in the sea; Sae auld Robin Gray he was gudeman to me. I hadna been a wife a week but only four, When mournfu...
Strona 85 - I broke my sheep-hook, And all the gay haunts of my youth I forsook; No more for Amynta fresh garlands I wove; For ambition, I said, would soon cure me of love. Oh, what had my youth with ambition to do ? Why left I Amynta? Why broke I my vow?
Strona 41 - Tullochgorum's my delight, It gars us a' in ane unite, And ony sumph that keeps up spite, In conscience I abhor him. Blithe and merry we'll be a', Blithe and merry, blithe and merry, Blithe and merry we'll be a' And mak a cheerfu' quorum. For blithe and merry we'll be a' As lang as we hae breath to draw, And dance, till we be like to fa', The Reel o