Merry Songs and Ballads, Prior to the Year 1800, Volume 3John Stephen Farmer Priv. print. for subscribers only, 1897 |
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Merry Songs and Ballads, Prior to the Year 1800, Volume 3 John Stephen Farmer Visualização completa - 1897 |
Merry Songs and Ballads, Prior to the Year 1800, Volume 3 John Stephen Farmer Visualização completa - 1897 |
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Ay marry BALLAD Body can deny Bonny Broom Broadside Song call'd charming clack cou'd cry'd Cuckolds all a-row derry ding a ding doth drest drinke driuance e'er Eyes fair ffor Gelding Grandam boy hath haue HENRY PURCELL hey ding heye highland laddie hornify'd Husband Jenny Joan Jockey John John Anderson Jolly kiss la la la Ladies larumben Lass Leg a derry Leg a merry Lillumwham loues Love Maid MANSFIELD TOWN Masquerade's MERRY SONGS mett ne'er neuer never Night Nymph o'er old Simon Percy Folio Manuscript Pills to Purge Pillycock Pleasure pray pretty Purge Melancholy 1707 rayl Sabina shou'd Simon the King Smock Song with music sweet hart Tan-tivee Tawny tell There's things thou Trott tune Twangdillo Twas twixt Wanton Trick Wench whatt Whilst whir whisse hum Whoop whore Wife wou'd yett
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Página 119 - Flow'rs which, so press'd by her, became more sweet. From the bright vision's head A careless veil of lawn was loosely spread: From her white temples fell her shaded hair, Like cloudy sunshine, not too brown nor fair; Her hands, her lips, did love inspire; Her every grace my heart did fire: But most her eyes, which languish'd with desire. "Ah, charming fair," said I, "How long can you my bliss and yours deny?
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Página 75 - ... For coaches and horses, and persons of fame : It looked at first sight like a field full of flame, Which made me ride up tantivee. " There hath not been seen such a sight since Adam's, For perriwig, ribbon, and feather. Hide Park may be termed the market of Madams, Or Lady-Fair, chuse you whether ; Their gowns were a yard too long for their legs, They shew'd like the rainbow cut into rags, A garden of flowers, or a navy of flags, When they all did mingle together.
Página 102 - Taylor that gives so good regard; He never goes to measure Lace, But his Maid, but his Maid, but his Maid holds out his Yard. O the Blacksmith, the lusty, lusty Blacksmith, The best of all good Fellows; He never heats his Iron hot, But his Maid, but his Maid, but his Maid must blow the Bellows.
Página 46 - ... By selling of Ale some mony is got, If every man honestly pay for his pot; By this we may keep the Wolf from the door, And live in good fashion, though now we live poor ; If we have good custome, we shal have quick sale ; So may we live bravely by selling of Ale.