The Tea-table Miscellany: A Collection of Choice Songs, Scots and English. In Four Volumes. By Allan Ramsay, Issue 420A. Donaldson and J. Reid. For A. Donaldson, 1762 - 448 pages |
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... thee My dear and only love , I pray . March , march My Patie is a lover gay My Jeany and I have toil'd ! ان 433 59 62 70 102 131 134 1 My fodger - laddie My Peggy is a young thing My days have been fo wondrous free . Maiden fresh as a ...
... thee My dear and only love , I pray . March , march My Patie is a lover gay My Jeany and I have toil'd ! ان 433 59 62 70 102 131 134 1 My fodger - laddie My Peggy is a young thing My days have been fo wondrous free . Maiden fresh as a ...
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... thee , fweet - heart 2 61 See , Sirs , fee here ! a doctor rare ' Selinda fure's the brightest thing Jv 269 282 Some fay , women are like the fea 285 Since we die by the help of good wine Shall I , wafting in defpair 293 304 So much I ...
... thee , fweet - heart 2 61 See , Sirs , fee here ! a doctor rare ' Selinda fure's the brightest thing Jv 269 282 Some fay , women are like the fea 285 Since we die by the help of good wine Shall I , wafting in defpair 293 304 So much I ...
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... thee , celeftial maid , fecure With Cupid's bow , and Pallas ' fhield ? If then to thee fuch pow'r is given , Let not a wretch in torment live , But fmile , and learn to copy heaven , Since we must fin ere it forgive . Yet pitying ...
... thee , celeftial maid , fecure With Cupid's bow , and Pallas ' fhield ? If then to thee fuch pow'r is given , Let not a wretch in torment live , But fmile , and learn to copy heaven , Since we must fin ere it forgive . Yet pitying ...
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... thee I've treasur'd up my joy , Thou canft give blifs , or blifs destroy : And thus I've bound myself to love , While blifs or mifery can move . O fhould I ne'er poffefs thy charms , Ne'er meet my comfort in thy arms ; Were hopes of ...
... thee I've treasur'd up my joy , Thou canft give blifs , or blifs destroy : And thus I've bound myself to love , While blifs or mifery can move . O fhould I ne'er poffefs thy charms , Ne'er meet my comfort in thy arms ; Were hopes of ...
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... thee : Were I lord Of all the wealth those breafts afford , I'd be a mifer too , nor give An alms to keep a god alive . Oh fmile not thus , my lovely fair , On thefe cold looks , that lifelefs are ; Prize him whose bofom glows with fire ...
... thee : Were I lord Of all the wealth those breafts afford , I'd be a mifer too , nor give An alms to keep a god alive . Oh fmile not thus , my lovely fair , On thefe cold looks , that lifelefs are ; Prize him whose bofom glows with fire ...
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Alake auld baith beauty Becauſe blate blefs'd blifs blyth bofom bonny braes breaft Broom of Cowdenknows charms chearful cou'd cry'd dear defire defpair delight deroll didle drink e'er ev'ry eyes faft faid fair falfe fcorn fhall fhepherd fhine fhou'd fighs filly fince fing fleep fmiles foft fome foon forrow foul fpring frae ftill fuch fwain fweet gowans are gay grace green hame happy heart highland laddie houſe Invermay Jeany Jenny kifs laddie laffie lafs laft Lochaber lov'd lover maid maun merry morning mufic muft muſt nae mair ne'er never night nymph o'er paffion pain Peggy pleaſe pleaſure rife Rob Morris rofe ſhall ſhe ſmile SONG ſpeak ſweet Syne tell thee thefe There's theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand tune Twas wawking Whilft Whofe wife wine wou'd Yarrow young
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