Preface. A historical essay on the origin and progress of national song. Love-songsJ. Johnson, 1783 |
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... nymph , you guess The fecret paffions of my mind , My heavy eyes , you fay , confefs A heart to love and grief inclin'd . There needs , alas ! but little art To have this fatal fecret found ; With the fame eafe you threw the dart ' Tis ...
... nymph , you guess The fecret paffions of my mind , My heavy eyes , you fay , confefs A heart to love and grief inclin'd . There needs , alas ! but little art To have this fatal fecret found ; With the fame eafe you threw the dart ' Tis ...
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... nymph more kind ; And , while I rove from fair to fair , Still gentle ufage find . But oh ! how faint is ev'ry joy , Where nature has no part ; New beauties may my eyes employ , But you engage my heart . So reflefs exiles doom'd to roam ...
... nymph more kind ; And , while I rove from fair to fair , Still gentle ufage find . But oh ! how faint is ev'ry joy , Where nature has no part ; New beauties may my eyes employ , But you engage my heart . So reflefs exiles doom'd to roam ...
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... nymph whom I adore , SAW Saw you the goddess of my heart ? And can you bid me love no more , Or can you think I feel no smart ? So many charms around her shine , Who can the fweet temptation fly ! Spite of her fcorn , fhe's fo divine ...
... nymph whom I adore , SAW Saw you the goddess of my heart ? And can you bid me love no more , Or can you think I feel no smart ? So many charms around her shine , Who can the fweet temptation fly ! Spite of her fcorn , fhe's fo divine ...
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... nymph that undoes me is fair and unkind ; No less than a wonder by nature defign'd ; She's the grief of my heart , and the joy of my eye , And the caufe of a flame that never can die , Her Her mouth , from whence wit ftill obligingly ...
... nymph that undoes me is fair and unkind ; No less than a wonder by nature defign'd ; She's the grief of my heart , and the joy of my eye , And the caufe of a flame that never can die , Her Her mouth , from whence wit ftill obligingly ...
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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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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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Стр. 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.
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Стр. 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.