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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... 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 , With eager love and soft defire ...
... 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 , With eager love and soft defire ...
Page 32
... Those pleafures , which can only cure This panting breast of mine . I faint , I fail , and wildly rove , Because you ftill deny The juft reward that's due to love , And let true paffion die . Oh ! turn , and let compaffion feize That ...
... Those pleafures , which can only cure This panting breast of mine . I faint , I fail , and wildly rove , Because you ftill deny The juft reward that's due to love , And let true paffion die . Oh ! turn , and let compaffion feize That ...
Page 56
... those arm's : I'm loft if Peggy die . S My Jo JANET . Weet Sir , for your courtefie , When ye come by the Bass then , For the love ye bear to me , Buy me a keeking - glass then . Keek into the draw - well , Janet , Janet ; And there ye ...
... those arm's : I'm loft if Peggy die . S My Jo JANET . Weet Sir , for your courtefie , When ye come by the Bass then , For the love ye bear to me , Buy me a keeking - glass then . Keek into the draw - well , Janet , Janet ; And there ye ...
Page 88
... er my fate be ; No ; may Which foon I'll read in her bright eyes , With those dear agents I'll advise , They tell the truth when tongues tell lies , The leaft believed by me . SONG . A SONG . To the tune of , Gallowshiels . 88 A COLLECTION.
... er my fate be ; No ; may Which foon I'll read in her bright eyes , With those dear agents I'll advise , They tell the truth when tongues tell lies , The leaft believed by me . SONG . A SONG . To the tune of , Gallowshiels . 88 A COLLECTION.
Page 108
... Those in a higher sphere . Swift , Sandy , Young , and Gay , Long may you give delight ; Let all the dunces bray , You're far above their spite : Such , from a malice four , Write nonfenfe , lame and poor , Which never can fucceed , For ...
... Those in a higher sphere . Swift , Sandy , Young , and Gay , Long may you give delight ; Let all the dunces bray , You're far above their spite : Such , from a malice four , Write nonfenfe , lame and poor , Which never can fucceed , For ...
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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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