The Tea-table Miscellany: Or, a Collection of Scots Sangs. In Three Volumes. The Ninth Edition, ... by Allan Ramsay. ...sold, 1733 - 356 pages |
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... fight for prey or praise Leave off your foolish prating M My Jockey blyth for what thou has done My mither's ay glowran o'er me My fweeteft May , let love incline thee My dear and only love I pray March , march 277 280 64 67 75 ΤΙΣ 142 ...
... fight for prey or praise Leave off your foolish prating M My Jockey blyth for what thou has done My mither's ay glowran o'er me My fweeteft May , let love incline thee My dear and only love I pray March , march 277 280 64 67 75 ΤΙΣ 142 ...
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... fight Now Phoebus advances on high Now fpring begins her fmiling round 21 66 . 79 100 158 Now all thy virgin - fweets are mine Now from rufticity , and love 189 225 O O lovely maid ! how dear's thy pow'r 15 O Bell thy looks have kill'd ...
... fight Now Phoebus advances on high Now fpring begins her fmiling round 21 66 . 79 100 158 Now all thy virgin - fweets are mine Now from rufticity , and love 189 225 O O lovely maid ! how dear's thy pow'r 15 O Bell thy looks have kill'd ...
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... fight . Blind God give this , this only dart , I neither will nor can her harm , I would but gently touch her heart , And try for once if that cou'd charm . Go , Venus , ufe your fav'rite wile , As the is beauteous , make her kind , Let ...
... fight . Blind God give this , this only dart , I neither will nor can her harm , I would but gently touch her heart , And try for once if that cou'd charm . Go , Venus , ufe your fav'rite wile , As the is beauteous , make her kind , Let ...
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... fight , It was pleasure all day , it was rapture all night ; But now by hard fortune remov'd from my fair , In fecret to languish , a prey to despair . But abfence and torment abate not my flame , My Chloe's ftill charming , my paffion ...
... fight , It was pleasure all day , it was rapture all night ; But now by hard fortune remov'd from my fair , In fecret to languish , a prey to despair . But abfence and torment abate not my flame , My Chloe's ftill charming , my paffion ...
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... fight , Let's take a wauk up to the hill . O Katy , wiltu gang wi ' me , And leave the dinfome town a while ; The bloffom's fprouting frae the tree , And a ' the fummer's gawn to fmile : The mavis , nightingale and lark , The bleeting ...
... fight , Let's take a wauk up to the hill . O Katy , wiltu gang wi ' me , And leave the dinfome town a while ; The bloffom's fprouting frae the tree , And a ' the fummer's gawn to fmile : The mavis , nightingale and lark , The bleeting ...
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The Tea-table Miscellany, Or, A Complete Collection of Scots Sangs Allan Ramsay Affichage du livre entier - 1729 |
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alake auld wife baith beauty beft blate bleft blyth bofom bonny bony braw breaft broom of Cowdenknows Busk charms conftant cou'd dear defire defpair delight didle drink Dumbarton's drums e'er eyes faft faid fair fcorn Fenny fhall fhou'd figh filk filly fince fing firft fleep fmiles Focky foft fome foon forrow foul frae ftand ftill fuch fwain fweet fweetly grace hame happy heart highland laddie houſe ilka Jenny kifs kindly laddie laffie lafs laft Lochaber lov'd love's lover maid maun mind mufick muft muſt nae mair ne'er never night nymph o'er paffion pain Peggy pleaſe pleaſure quoth reft rife ſhall ſhe ſmile SONG Sufie ſweet Syne tell thee thefe theſe thine thou thouſand treaſure trifle Tune wawking Whilft wine winna wou'd Yarrow ye'r young
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Page 109 - Alexander I will reign, And I will reign alone ; My thoughts did evermore disdain A rival on my throne. He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small, Who dares not put it to the touch, To gain or lose it all.
Page 253 - 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. And, (quick as lightning, ) on the deck he stands.
Page 147 - ... of thy fault, Thy pledge and broken oath ! And give me back my maiden vow, And give me back my troth.
Page 273 - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
Page 216 - Just entered in her teens, Fair as the day, and sweet as May, Fair as the day, and always gay. My Peggy is a young thing, And I'm not very auld, Yet well I like to meet her at The wauking of the fauld. My Peggy speaks sae sweetly, Whene'er we meet alane, I wish nae mair to lay my care, — I wish nae mair of a' that's rare. My Peggy speaks sae sweetly, To a' the lave I'm cauld; But she gars a' my spirits glow, At wauking of the fauld.
Page 271 - Oh, so true, so kind was he ! Damon was the pride of nature, Charming in his every feature; Damon liv'd alone for me: Melting kisses, Murmuring blisses ; Who so liv'd and lov'd as we!
Page 249 - tis none of mine. Yet send me back my heart and eyes, That I may know, and see thy lies, And may laugh and joy, when thou Art in anguish And dost languish For some one That will none, Or prove as false as thou art now.
Page 268 - And when she looks down on my grave, Let her own that her shepherd was true. Then to her new love let her go. And deck her in golden array ; Be...
Page 48 - Still as his mother favoured you, Threw a new flaming dart. Each gloried in their wanton part ; To make a lover, he Employed the utmost of his art — To make a beauty, she.
Page 267 - twas a pleasure too great ; I listen'd, and cried when she sung, Was nightingale ever so sweet ! How foolish was I to believe, She could dote on so lowly a clown, Or that her fond heart would not grieve To forsake the fine folk of the town ; To think that a beauty so gay So kind and so constant...