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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... Hands ; X , the Authors unknown ; Z , old Songs ; Q , old Songs with Additions . A A H , Chloe , thou treafure , thou joy , & c . A lovely lafs to a friar came Ah , Cloris , cou'd I now but fit As from a rock past all relief Auld Rob ...
... Hands ; X , the Authors unknown ; Z , old Songs ; Q , old Songs with Additions . A A H , Chloe , thou treafure , thou joy , & c . A lovely lafs to a friar came Ah , Cloris , cou'd I now but fit As from a rock past all relief Auld Rob ...
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... hands , That could ill tongues abufe thy fame , Thy beauty can make large amends : Or if I durft profanely try Thy beauty's powerful charms t'upbraid , Thy virtue well might give the lie , Nor call thy beauty to its aid . For Venus ...
... hands , That could ill tongues abufe thy fame , Thy beauty can make large amends : Or if I durft profanely try Thy beauty's powerful charms t'upbraid , Thy virtue well might give the lie , Nor call thy beauty to its aid . For Venus ...
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... hands , Yet may not this discover , While parents rate A large eftate , Before a faithfu ' lover . -- — But I loor chufe in highland glens To herd the kid and goat E'er I cou'd for fic little ends Refuse my bonny Scot · Wae worth the ...
... hands , Yet may not this discover , While parents rate A large eftate , Before a faithfu ' lover . -- — But I loor chufe in highland glens To herd the kid and goat E'er I cou'd for fic little ends Refuse my bonny Scot · Wae worth the ...
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... hand ; But I'll part wi my wife by my fae , Or I part wi ' my land . Your Tocher it fall be good , There's nane fall hae its maik , The lafs bound in her fnood , And Crummie who kens her stake : With an auld bedden o ' claiths , Was ...
... hand ; But I'll part wi my wife by my fae , Or I part wi ' my land . Your Tocher it fall be good , There's nane fall hae its maik , The lafs bound in her fnood , And Crummie who kens her stake : With an auld bedden o ' claiths , Was ...
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... hand . Thro ' all my fpirits ran An extafy of blifs , When I fuch sweetness fand Wrapt in a balmy kifs . Without the help of art , the wild , Like flowers which grace She did her fweets impart , When e'er the spoke or fmil'd . Her looks ...
... hand . Thro ' all my fpirits ran An extafy of blifs , When I fuch sweetness fand Wrapt in a balmy kifs . Without the help of art , the wild , Like flowers which grace She did her fweets impart , When e'er the spoke or fmil'd . Her looks ...
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