Essays on Song-writing: With a Collection of Such English Songs as are Most Eminent for Poetical Merit |
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Page 212 OT , Celia , that I juster am NY Powerede muy el dels carthly born 133
O ' ER moorlands and mountains rude barren and bare 89 Of Leinster fam'd for
maidens fair 55 Oft on the troubled ocean's face 147 Oh turn away those cruel ...
Page 212 OT , Celia , that I juster am NY Powerede muy el dels carthly born 133
O ' ER moorlands and mountains rude barren and bare 89 Of Leinster fam'd for
maidens fair 55 Oft on the troubled ocean's face 147 Oh turn away those cruel ...
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Page The merchant to secure his treasure 242 There is one dark and fullen hour
159 The sun was funk beneath the hill 77 The western sky was purpled o'er 86
Tho'cruel you seem to my pain 161 Thy fatal shafts unerring move 113 " Tis not ...
Page The merchant to secure his treasure 242 There is one dark and fullen hour
159 The sun was funk beneath the hill 77 The western sky was purpled o'er 86
Tho'cruel you seem to my pain 161 Thy fatal shafts unerring move 113 " Tis not ...
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When Orpheus went down to the regions below When Sappho tun'd the raptur'd
strain When your beauty appears While in the bower with beauty bleft Why cruel
creature , why so bent Why we love and why we hate Why will Florella while I ...
When Orpheus went down to the regions below When Sappho tun'd the raptur'd
strain When your beauty appears While in the bower with beauty bleft Why cruel
creature , why so bent Why we love and why we hate Why will Florella while I ...
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Break , cruel heart of stone ! O weep not , lady , weep not fo ; Some ghostly
comfort feek : Let not vain sorrow rive thy heart , Nor tears bedew thy cheek . O do
not , do not , holy friar , My sorrow now reprove ; For I have lost the sweetest
youth ...
Break , cruel heart of stone ! O weep not , lady , weep not fo ; Some ghostly
comfort feek : Let not vain sorrow rive thy heart , Nor tears bedew thy cheek . O do
not , do not , holy friar , My sorrow now reprove ; For I have lost the sweetest
youth ...
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Cease , cease , thou cruel ocean And let a lover rest ; Ah ! what's thy troubled
motion To that within my breast ? The merchant robb'd of treasure Views tempefts
in despair ; But what's the loss of treasure To the losing of my dear ? Should you
...
Cease , cease , thou cruel ocean And let a lover rest ; Ah ! what's thy troubled
motion To that within my breast ? The merchant robb'd of treasure Views tempefts
in despair ; But what's the loss of treasure To the losing of my dear ? Should you
...
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