Preface. A historical essay on the origin and progress of national song. Love-songs |
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His songs are numerous ; most of them are spirited , ingenious , and witty ; a few
are tender , sentimental and pathetic ; all excellent of their kind . Lansdown , a
writer of name , has left us some indifferent fongs . Congreve , gay , spritely , and
...
His songs are numerous ; most of them are spirited , ingenious , and witty ; a few
are tender , sentimental and pathetic ; all excellent of their kind . Lansdown , a
writer of name , has left us some indifferent fongs . Congreve , gay , spritely , and
...
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When , kill'd with grief , Amyntas lies ; And you to mind shall call , The fighs that
now unpitied rise , The tears that vainly fall : That welcome hour that ends this
smart , Will then begin your pain ; For such a faithful tender heart Can never
break in ...
When , kill'd with grief , Amyntas lies ; And you to mind shall call , The fighs that
now unpitied rise , The tears that vainly fall : That welcome hour that ends this
smart , Will then begin your pain ; For such a faithful tender heart Can never
break in ...
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Yet might sweet mercy find a place , And bring relief to Jemmys woes , O George
, without a prayer for thee My orisons should never close , i The gracious prince
that gave him life Would crown a never - dying flame ; And every tender babe I ...
Yet might sweet mercy find a place , And bring relief to Jemmys woes , O George
, without a prayer for thee My orisons should never close , i The gracious prince
that gave him life Would crown a never - dying flame ; And every tender babe I ...
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Lesern didrers , and tender woc ; ET not love on me bestow Soft distress , and
tender woe ; I know none but substantial blisses , Eager glances , folid kisses . I
know not what the lovers feign Of finer pleasure mix'd with pain ; Then prithee
give ...
Lesern didrers , and tender woc ; ET not love on me bestow Soft distress , and
tender woe ; I know none but substantial blisses , Eager glances , folid kisses . I
know not what the lovers feign Of finer pleasure mix'd with pain ; Then prithee
give ...
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My paflion would lose by expression , And you too might cruelly blame ; Then
don't you expect a confession Of what is too tender to name . Since yours is the
province of speaking , Why should you expect it from me ? Our wishes should be
in ...
My paflion would lose by expression , And you too might cruelly blame ; Then
don't you expect a confession Of what is too tender to name . Since yours is the
province of speaking , Why should you expect it from me ? Our wishes should be
in ...
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| Название | Preface. A historical essay on the origin and progress of national song. Love-songs A Select Collection of English Songs (Том 1), Joseph Ritson |
| составитель: | Joseph Ritson |
| Издатель | J. Johnson, 1783 |
| Владелец оригинала: | Нью-Йоркская публичная библиотека |
| Оцифровано | 14 дек 2006 |
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