The Vocal Magazine: Or, Compleat British Songster, المجلدات 1-9Harrison and Company, 1781 - 359 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 7
... o'er the wide plain , He boafted his fize he could quickly attain . O the roaft beef of Old England , And O the Old English roast beef . Then eagerly ftretching his weak little frame , Mamma , who ftood by , like a knowing old dame ...
... o'er the wide plain , He boafted his fize he could quickly attain . O the roaft beef of Old England , And O the Old English roast beef . Then eagerly ftretching his weak little frame , Mamma , who ftood by , like a knowing old dame ...
الصفحة 8
... O'er my tea , the morning news ; Difmal tales of plunder'd houfes , Wanton wives , and cuckold ( poufes ; When I read of money lent , At fixteen and a half per cent , I cry But if , ere the muffin's gone , Simp'ring enters honeft John ...
... O'er my tea , the morning news ; Difmal tales of plunder'd houfes , Wanton wives , and cuckold ( poufes ; When I read of money lent , At fixteen and a half per cent , I cry But if , ere the muffin's gone , Simp'ring enters honeft John ...
الصفحة 12
... o'er the foaming billo.vs She caft a wistful look ; Her head was crown'd with.willows , That trembled o'er the brook , AIR . + Twelve months are gone and over , And nine long tedious days ; Why did thou , vent'rous lover , Why did thou ...
... o'er the foaming billo.vs She caft a wistful look ; Her head was crown'd with.willows , That trembled o'er the brook , AIR . + Twelve months are gone and over , And nine long tedious days ; Why did thou , vent'rous lover , Why did thou ...
الصفحة 14
... o'er hills and o'er woodlands wę sweep , Tho ' prudes on our paftime may frown , How oft do they decency's bounds over - leap , And the fences of virtue break down , Thus , public or private , for penfion , for place , For amufement ...
... o'er hills and o'er woodlands wę sweep , Tho ' prudes on our paftime may frown , How oft do they decency's bounds over - leap , And the fences of virtue break down , Thus , public or private , for penfion , for place , For amufement ...
الصفحة 18
... o'er , The high foaming billows difturb us no more ; Rade Boreas now ruffles the ocean in vain , We are clear of the danger attending the main . Now each honeft heart take his bottle and lafs , For life is a moment that quickly will ...
... o'er , The high foaming billows difturb us no more ; Rade Boreas now ruffles the ocean in vain , We are clear of the danger attending the main . Now each honeft heart take his bottle and lafs , For life is a moment that quickly will ...
عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
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
مقاطع مشهورة
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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.