A TABLE of the SONGS.

ACT I.

* Thofe Airs marked thus (*) were introduced on its being performed at Covent-Garden Theatre in Two Acts.

AIR

1. What's life? No curfe is more severe
II. Why thus am I held at defiance?
III. The woman always in temptation.
IV. When a woman fullen fits.

V. Man's fo touchy, a word that's injurious.
VI. Muft then, alas, the fondeft mother.
VII. How your patience had been try’d.
VIII. Diffembling words, too cruel maid.
IX. Obferve the wanton kitten's play.
X. When a woman's cenforious.

XI. As you, Sir, are my husband, no doubt

you're prone.

XII. Then muft 1 bear eternal ftrife..

XIII. Oh, Love, plead my pardon, nor plead

it in vain.

XIV. To what a pitch is man profufe.

XV. Reputations hack'd and hew'd.

XVI. Though woman's glib tongue, when her

paffions are fir'd.

XVII. Oh, guard your hours from care. XVIII. All hearts are a little frail.

XIX. Let jealoufy no longer.

ACT II.

XX. Such homage to her beauty.

XXI. Should the beaft of the nobleft race.
XXII. What, muft I remain in anguish?
XXIII. If my paffion want explaining.
XXIV. How unhappy are the great.
XXV. When the fort on no conditiou.
XXVI. Why fuch affectation?

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ibid.

ibid.

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ibid.

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ibid.

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ibid.

XXVIII.

XXVII. What heart hath not courage by force

affailed.

AIR

XXVIII. No more be coy.

XXIX. What give o'er!

XXX. The flips of a husband, you wives XXXI. Ab, Jhould you ever find her. *XXXII. A maiden that's tender

XXXIII. Firft let him for honour roam.

*XXXIV. How oft the fair will speak with fcorn. XXXV. Think what anguish tears my quiet. XXXVI. Know that importunity's in vain.

XXXVII. How happy my days, and how fweet was

my reft.

XXXVIII. Your dress, your converfations.

XXXIX. Ay, why is my heart fo tender.

ACT III.

XL. What are the jefts that on marriage you

quote?

XLI. Soldier, think before you marry.

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ibid.

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ibid.

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XLII. Think, Oh, think, that love and glory. ibid.
XLIII. What is all this idle chat?

XLIV. Oh, then it feems you want a wife!
XLV. What means all this ranting?

XLVI. In war we've nought but death to fear.

XLVII. We may refolve to refift temptation.

XLVIII. Think of dress in ev'ry light.

L. Thy fate then, Oh, Troy, is decreed.

XLIX. In dress and love by like defires.

LIII. Oh, avhat conflict's in my breaft!

LIV. Was ever a lover fo happily freed!

LV. How short was my calm! in a moment'tis

past.

*LVI. Hark! Hark! drums and trumpets call

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ibid.

forth to the field. LVII. Nature breaks for that the moment unguarded. 57 LVIII. Thus when the cat had once all woman's

graces.

ibid.

I.Roberts del.

Publish'd for Bells British Theatre Feb 26.1777.

Thornthwaite Saly.

M.WRIGHTEN in the Character of PEGGY.

THE

GENTLE SHEPHERD,

A

SCOTS PASTORAL COMEDY.

As written by ALLAN RAMSAY.

The Gentle Shepherd fat befide a spring,

All in the fhadow of a bushy brier,

That Colin bight, which well cou'd pipe and fing,

For be of Tityrus his fongs did lore.

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