Preface. A historical essay on the origin and progress of national song. Love-songsJ. Johnson, 1783 |
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... give fome reafons why no pieces of that denomination , many of which are univerfally allowed to poffefs the higheft de- gree of poetical merit , have been inferted . It might , perhaps , be fufficient , on this occafion , to plead the ...
... give fome reafons why no pieces of that denomination , many of which are univerfally allowed to poffefs the higheft de- gree of poetical merit , have been inferted . It might , perhaps , be fufficient , on this occafion , to plead the ...
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... gives the fong they ufed to feduce him . All know how the fongs of Orpheus mollified the iron heart of Pluto , when he ventured into the infernal domi- nions to regain his wife , This poet abstained from ani- mal food , in order , as it ...
... gives the fong they ufed to feduce him . All know how the fongs of Orpheus mollified the iron heart of Pluto , when he ventured into the infernal domi- nions to regain his wife , This poet abstained from ani- mal food , in order , as it ...
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... gives a Titeral verfion of one , which does not , it must be confeffed , appear to have any extraordinary merit . It is this : ( but the latter part , which is lefs intelligible , and , indeed , ap- pears to labour under fome ...
... gives a Titeral verfion of one , which does not , it must be confeffed , appear to have any extraordinary merit . It is this : ( but the latter part , which is lefs intelligible , and , indeed , ap- pears to labour under fome ...
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... give . Who now bring falt , fome future time , Will honey - combs prepare ; For moft Corones tafte delights Such humble , homely fare . Ye fervants , open wide the door , But , hark , --- the wealthy lord Has heard , --- his daughter ...
... give . Who now bring falt , fome future time , Will honey - combs prepare ; For moft Corones tafte delights Such humble , homely fare . Ye fervants , open wide the door , But , hark , --- the wealthy lord Has heard , --- his daughter ...
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... give us fomething . If you do not , we will never let you alone . We will carry away either the door or the lintel , or the woman who is fitting within . She is little , we fhall eafily carry her away . If you bring us any thing , let ...
... give us fomething . If you do not , we will never let you alone . We will carry away either the door or the lintel , or the woman who is fitting within . She is little , we fhall eafily carry her away . If you bring us any thing , let ...
Termos e frases comuns
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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