The Tea-table Miscellany: a Collection of Choice Songs, Scots & English: In Four Volumes |
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... rapt in admiration ; My thoughts with ecftacies rejoice , And drap the haill creation . Whene'er she smiles a kindly glance I take the happy omen , VOL . I. A And And aften mint to make advance , Hoping fhe'll prove A ...
... rapt in admiration ; My thoughts with ecftacies rejoice , And drap the haill creation . Whene'er she smiles a kindly glance I take the happy omen , VOL . I. A And And aften mint to make advance , Hoping fhe'll prove A ...
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... smiles , and kindling blushes ; Love fits laughing in her eyes , And betrays her fecret wishes . Hafte then from th ' Idalian grove , Infant fmiles , and sports , and graces ; Spread the downy couch for love , And lull us in your sweet ...
... smiles , and kindling blushes ; Love fits laughing in her eyes , And betrays her fecret wishes . Hafte then from th ' Idalian grove , Infant fmiles , and sports , and graces ; Spread the downy couch for love , And lull us in your sweet ...
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... smile . To Mrs. S. H. on her taking fomething ill I faid . ( Tune , Hallow Ev'n . ) HY hangs that cloud upon thy brow ! WH That beauteous heav'n ere while ferene ! Whence do these ftorms and tempefts flow , Or what this gust of passion ...
... smile . To Mrs. S. H. on her taking fomething ill I faid . ( Tune , Hallow Ev'n . ) HY hangs that cloud upon thy brow ! WH That beauteous heav'n ere while ferene ! Whence do these ftorms and tempefts flow , Or what this gust of passion ...
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In Four Volumes Allan Ramsay. But smile , and learn to copy heaven , Since we must fin ere it forgive . Yet pitying heaven not only does Forgive th ' offender and th ' offence , But even itself appeas'd bestows , As the reward of ...
In Four Volumes Allan Ramsay. But smile , and learn to copy heaven , Since we must fin ere it forgive . Yet pitying heaven not only does Forgive th ' offender and th ' offence , But even itself appeas'd bestows , As the reward of ...
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... smile not thus , my lovely fair , On these cold looks , that lifeless are ; Prize him whose bosom glows with fire , With eager love and soft defire . ' Tis true , thy charms , O pow'rful maid , To life can bring the filent fhade : Thou ...
... smile not thus , my lovely fair , On these cold looks , that lifeless are ; Prize him whose bosom glows with fire , With eager love and soft defire . ' Tis true , thy charms , O pow'rful maid , To life can bring the filent fhade : Thou ...
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Alake auld baith beauty Becauſe blefs'd blyth bonny braes breaſt broom of Cowdenknows Busk charms chearful Chloe cou'd cry'd dear defire delight derol deſpair drink e'er eaſe ev'ry eyes faft faid fair fcorn feek fhall fhine fhou'd fighs filly fince fing firft firſt fleep fmiles foft fome foon forrow foul frae ftill fuch fwain fweet gi'e grace green hame happy heart highland laddie houſe Invermay Jenny Jocky kifs laddie laffie lafs laft laſt Lochaber lov'd lover lyes maid mair maun merry muft muſt ne'er never night nymph o'er paffion pain Peggy pleaſe pleaſure praiſe rife Rob Morris rofe ſee ſhall ſhe ſmile SONG ſpeak ſports ſpring ſtill ſweet tell thee theſe thoſe thou thouſand treaſure Tune Twas wawking Whilft wife wine wou'd Yarrow young
Popular passages
Page 186 - Love did lichtly me. O waly waly, but love be bonny A little time while it is new ; But when 'tis auld, it waxeth cauld And fades awa
Page 218 - 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 246 - My love, as he had not been a lover. The boy put on his robes, his robes of green, His purple vest, 'twas my ain sewing, Ah!
Page 112 - 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 150 - That face, alas! no more is fair; Those lips no longer red: Dark are my eyes, now clos'd in death, And every charm is fled. The hungry worm my sister is; This winding-sheet I wear: And cold and weary lasts our night, Till that last morn appear.
Page 43 - She shall a lover find me ; And that my faith is firm and pure, Tho' I left her behind me : Then Hymen's sacred bonds shall chain My heart to her fair bosom, There, while my being does remain, My love more fresh shall blossom.
Page 150 - Bethink thee, William, of thy fault, Thy pledge and broken oath: And give me back my maiden vow, And give me back my troth.
Page 223 - Love be controul'd by Advice? Will Cupid our Mothers obey? Though my Heart were as frozen as Ice, At his Flame 'twould have melted away. When he kist me so closely he prest, 'Twas so sweet that I must have comply" d: So I thought it both safest and best To marry, for fear you should chide.
Page 17 - Of all the days that's in the week I dearly love but one day — And that's the day that comes betwixt A Saturday and Monday...
Page 11 - SWEET are the charms of her I love, More fragrant than the damask rose...