Preface. A historical essay on the origin and progress of national song. Love-songsJ. Johnson, 1783 |
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... dear Harmodius and his friend fo true , What time the tyrant king they flew , Upon Minervas feftal day . Blefs'd youths with endless glory crown'd , The world your praifes fhall refound , Because the tyrant king ye flew , And Athens ...
... dear Harmodius and his friend fo true , What time the tyrant king they flew , Upon Minervas feftal day . Blefs'd youths with endless glory crown'd , The world your praifes fhall refound , Because the tyrant king ye flew , And Athens ...
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... dear to those who en- joyed the honour and happinefs of his acquaintance , and in whom literature loft one of its beft friends , and hu manity one of its greatest ornaments , had a confiderable volume . It has been advanced " that the ...
... dear to those who en- joyed the honour and happinefs of his acquaintance , and in whom literature loft one of its beft friends , and hu manity one of its greatest ornaments , had a confiderable volume . It has been advanced " that the ...
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... dear , Where many a year Of infant youth I lov'd to dwell ! Farewell for ever , happy days ! The hip which parts our loves conveys --- One half behind But half of me : --- I leave with thee , dear France , to prove A token of our ...
... dear , Where many a year Of infant youth I lov'd to dwell ! Farewell for ever , happy days ! The hip which parts our loves conveys --- One half behind But half of me : --- I leave with thee , dear France , to prove A token of our ...
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... Dear idol of my panting heart , Nature points this my fatal hour : And I have liv'd ; and we must part . While now I take my last adieu , Heave thou no figh nor shed a tear ; Left yet my half - clos'd eye may view On earth an object ...
... Dear idol of my panting heart , Nature points this my fatal hour : And I have liv'd ; and we must part . While now I take my last adieu , Heave thou no figh nor shed a tear ; Left yet my half - clos'd eye may view On earth an object ...
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... dear waist , Which he spans as befide him you go . That arm , like a lily fo white , Which over his shoulders you lay , My bofom could warm it all night , My lips they could prefs it all day . Were I like a monarch to reign , Were ...
... dear waist , Which he spans as befide him you go . That arm , like a lily fo white , Which over his shoulders you lay , My bofom could warm it all night , My lips they could prefs it all day . Were I like a monarch to reign , Were ...
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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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