The lark. Containing a collection of above four hundred and seventy celebrated English and Scotch songs |
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... Beauty and Wit , illustrious Maid 138 Beneath a Myrtle Shade 149 Believe me , Jenny , for I tell you true 163 Britons , where is your great Magnanimity 167 Blefs , Mortals , the clearing Light 186 Blandufia , Nymph of this fair Spring ...
... Beauty and Wit , illustrious Maid 138 Beneath a Myrtle Shade 149 Believe me , Jenny , for I tell you true 163 Britons , where is your great Magnanimity 167 Blefs , Mortals , the clearing Light 186 Blandufia , Nymph of this fair Spring ...
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... Beauty , your my Pleasure Did you not promife me , when you , & c . Dear Catholick Brother , are you come , & c . 224 Dear Roger , if your Jenny geck Duty and Part of Reason Dear Madam , when Ladies are willing Flora , Goddess sweetly ...
... Beauty , your my Pleasure Did you not promife me , when you , & c . Dear Catholick Brother , are you come , & c . 224 Dear Roger , if your Jenny geck Duty and Part of Reason Dear Madam , when Ladies are willing Flora , Goddess sweetly ...
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... Beauty's Charms Leave Kindred and Friends , fweet Betty Leave me , Shepherd , leave me Love's a gentle , generous Paffion 118 121 123 133 Linco found Damon lying 140 Little Flea , why fo blood - thirfly Lovely Laurinda ! blame not me ...
... Beauty's Charms Leave Kindred and Friends , fweet Betty Leave me , Shepherd , leave me Love's a gentle , generous Paffion 118 121 123 133 Linco found Damon lying 140 Little Flea , why fo blood - thirfly Lovely Laurinda ! blame not me ...
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... Beauty , Men defcry 286 29t 292 295 316 325 338 345 349 352 358 364 96 152 rgf 198 211 225 286 .. Pan leave Piping , the Gods , & c . 313 Peggy , now the King's come 318 Phillis has fuch charming Graces Phillis the young , the fair ...
... Beauty , Men defcry 286 29t 292 295 316 325 338 345 349 352 358 364 96 152 rgf 198 211 225 286 .. Pan leave Piping , the Gods , & c . 313 Peggy , now the King's come 318 Phillis has fuch charming Graces Phillis the young , the fair ...
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... Beauty bow When the Rofe is in Bud , and , & c . Wou'd you be a Man in Fashion Why am I the only Creature When Love and Youth cannot make Way Who , to win a Woman's Favour Why do you fix your Eyes on me Will you credit a Mifer , ' tis ...
... Beauty bow When the Rofe is in Bud , and , & c . Wou'd you be a Man in Fashion Why am I the only Creature When Love and Youth cannot make Way Who , to win a Woman's Favour Why do you fix your Eyes on me Will you credit a Mifer , ' tis ...
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alake auld Bacchus Beauty beft Bleffing bleft Blifs bonny Breaft Busk Charms Chloe Clarinda conftant cou'd cry'd Cupid dear Defire Defpair Delight didle Difdain drink e'er Eafe Earl Douglas ev'ry Eyes fafely faid fair falfe fame Fate feven fhall fhould figh filly fince fing firft flain fmiling foft fome foon frae ftand ftill fuch fure fweet geld give Grace Groves hafte happy Heart Highland Laddie Jenny kifs Laddie Lafs laft lov'd Love Love's Lover Maid mair maun Meaſure moft muft muſt ne'er never Night Nofe Nymph o'er Paffion Pain Peggy Phillis pleafing pleaſe Pleaſure Pow'r prithee quoth reft rife Rofe ſhall ſhe Sighs SONG Soul Swain tell thee thefe There's thofe thoſe thou thouſand Treaſure Twas twill Vows Wawking Whilft whofe Wife Wine wou'd young Youth
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Page 11 - And take your bows with speed: " And now with me, my countrymen, Your courage forth advance; For never was there champion yet, In Scotland or in France, " That ever did on horseback come, But if my hap it were, I durst encounter man for man, With him to break a spear.
Page 307 - 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 11 - The hounds ran swiftly through the woods The nimble deer to take, And with their cries the hills and dales An echo shrill did make. Lord Percy to the quarry went, To view the tender deer; Quoth he, " Earl Douglas promised This day to meet me here. " If that I thought he would not come, No longer would I stay.
Page 124 - twere always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know. Then let not what I cannot have My cheer of mind destroy : Whilst thus I sing, I am a king, Although a poor blind boy.
Page 10 - With fifteen hundred bowmen bold, All chosen men of might, Who knew full well in time of need To aim their shafts aright.
Page 250 - I'll never demand, Or black or fair it maks na whether. I'm aff with wit, and beauty will fade, And blood alane is no worth a shilling; But she that's rich her market's made, For ilka charm about her is killing. Gi'e me a lass with a lump of land, And in my...
Page 16 - God save the King, and bless the land In plenty, joy, and peace; And grant henceforth that foul debate 'Twixt noblemen may cease.
Page 259 - Why the devil do ye na march ? Stand to your arms, my lads, Fight in good order ; Front about, ye musketeers all, Till ye come to the English border ; Stand till 't, and fight like men, True gospel to maintain. The parliament's blythe to see us a' coming. When to the kirk we come, We'll purge it ilka room, Frae popish relics, an' a' sic innovation. That a' the world may see, There's nane in the right but we, Of the auld Scottish nation.
Page 126 - Whilst thro' the groves I walk with you, Each object makes me gay ; Since your return the sun and moon With brighter beams do shine, Streams murmur soft notes while they run, As they did lang syne.
Page 253 - His tempting face, and flatt'ring chear, In time to me did not appear ; But now I fee that cruel he Cares neither for his babe nor me. Balow, my boy, &c.