Preface. A historical essay on the origin and progress of national song. Love-songsJ. Johnson, 1783 |
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... true paffion , With thinking that he feels no fmart , Who fues for no compaffion . my heart ! Since , if my plaints were not t ' approve The conqueft of thy beauty , It comes not from defect of love , But fear t'exceed my duty . For ...
... true paffion , With thinking that he feels no fmart , Who fues for no compaffion . my heart ! Since , if my plaints were not t ' approve The conqueft of thy beauty , It comes not from defect of love , But fear t'exceed my duty . For ...
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... 'd Will fome fympathy bear , " Twill leffen my forrows , If fhe takes a share . I'll count it more honour In dying her flave , Than did her affections My steadiness crave . You You may tell her I'll be Her true lover , 20 - LOVE SONG S.
... 'd Will fome fympathy bear , " Twill leffen my forrows , If fhe takes a share . I'll count it more honour In dying her flave , Than did her affections My steadiness crave . You You may tell her I'll be Her true lover , 20 - LOVE SONG S.
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You may tell her I'll be Her true lover , though the Should mankind defpife Out of hatred to me ; " Tis mean to give o'er ' Cause we get no reward , She loft not her worth When I lost her regard : My love on an altar More noble fhall ...
You may tell her I'll be Her true lover , though the Should mankind defpife Out of hatred to me ; " Tis mean to give o'er ' Cause we get no reward , She loft not her worth When I lost her regard : My love on an altar More noble fhall ...
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... . HOUGH cruel you seem to my pain , And hate me because I am true , THO Yet Phillis ! you love a false swain , Who has other nymphs in his view : D 4 Enjoyment's ε Enjoyment's a trifle to him , To me what LOVE - SONG 3 . 39.
... . HOUGH cruel you seem to my pain , And hate me because I am true , THO Yet Phillis ! you love a false swain , Who has other nymphs in his view : D 4 Enjoyment's ε Enjoyment's a trifle to him , To me what LOVE - SONG 3 . 39.
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... true love's your price , Behold it in my heart . SONG LIII . HE fun was funk beneath the hill , TH The western clouds were lin❜d with gold , The fky was clear , the winds were still , The flocks were pent within the fold ; When from ...
... true love's your price , Behold it in my heart . SONG LIII . HE fun was funk beneath the hill , TH The western clouds were lin❜d with gold , The fky was clear , the winds were still , The flocks were pent within the fold ; When from ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
Ah willow ancient ballads beauty bleffings bofom breaſt Burney charms Chloe compofed compofitions dear defire delight deſpair difdain eaſe EDMUND WALLER English eyes fafe faid fair falfe fame fatire feek feem fhall fhepherd fhould figh fing firft firſt flame fmile foft fome fond fongs foon forrow foul fpring ftill fubject fuch fung fuppofed fwain fweet Gay Science gentle grove heart HENRY CAREY hiftory inferted king laft laſt leaft lefs likewife loft lov'd lover maid merit moft moſt mufe mufic muft muſt ne'er never nymph o'er paffion pain pleafing pleaſe pleaſure poet poetical poetry poffefs praiſe prefent preferved Provençal purſue Querlon racter reafon reft reign rife rofe ſeem ſhall ſhe SONG SONG ſpeak ſtill ſweet tender thee thefe theſe thofe THOMAS CAREW thoſe thou thouſand Troubadours Twas uſe whofe whoſe WILLIAM SHENSTONE wiſh writer youth
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Página 24 - Go, lovely rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied. That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired : Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die ! that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee, — How...
Página 215 - The cord slides swiftly through his glowing hands, And, quick as lightning, on the deck he stands. So the sweet lark, high poised in air, Shuts close his pinions to his breast, If chance his mate's shrill call he hear, And drops at once into her nest. The noblest captain...
Página 59 - I have found out a gift for my fair; I have found where the wood-pigeons breed; But let me that plunder forbear, She will say 'twas a barbarous deed...
Página 229 - A cap of flowers, and a kirtle Embroider'd all with leaves of myrtle. A gown made of the finest wool, Which from our pretty lambs we pull, Fair lined slippers for the cold, With buckles of the purest gold.
Página 212 - OF all the girls that are so smart There's none like pretty Sally; She is the darling of my heart, And she lives in our alley. There is no lady in the land Is half so sweet as Sally; She is the darling of my heart, And she lives in our alley.
Página 170 - When lovely woman stoops to folly. And finds, too late, that men betray. What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away? The only art her guilt to cover. To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom, — is to die.
Página 100 - Be conceal'd from the day, Set a thousand guards upon her, Love will find out the way. Some think to lose him...
Página 64 - And while a false nymph was his theme, A willow supported his head. The wind, that blew over the plain, To his sighs with a sigh did reply : And the brook, in return to his pain, Ran mournfully murmuring by.
Página 230 - Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd If all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love. But time drives flocks from field to fold, When rivers rage and rocks grow cold, And Philomel becometh dumb, The rest complains of cares to come.
Página 63 - Alas ! from the day that we met, What hope of an end to my woes? When I cannot endure to forget The glance that undid my repose. Yet time may diminish the pain: The flower, and the shrub, and the tree, Which I rear'd for her pleasure in vain, In time may have comfort for me.