The Words of the Most Favourite Pieces: Performed at the Glee Club, the Catch Club, and Other Public SocietiesRichard Clark Philanthropic Society, 1814 - Всего страниц: 435 |
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... bright morning star , day's harbinger . Now I'm prepar'd to meet th ' enchanting scene No glory I covet , no riches I want ... Now round the board , my friends , in concert join Now is the month of maying .. Now the hungry lions roar ...
... bright morning star , day's harbinger . Now I'm prepar'd to meet th ' enchanting scene No glory I covet , no riches I want ... Now round the board , my friends , in concert join Now is the month of maying .. Now the hungry lions roar ...
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... bright . Oh ! let the merry peal go on .... O come O bella l'ardor de vini ... Oh that the learned poets of this time .. O thou , where'er ( thie bones att rest ) .. .... ib . 230 ib . 231 ib . 232 ib . O thou ! whose notes could oft ...
... bright . Oh ! let the merry peal go on .... O come O bella l'ardor de vini ... Oh that the learned poets of this time .. O thou , where'er ( thie bones att rest ) .. .... ib . 230 ib . 231 ib . 232 ib . O thou ! whose notes could oft ...
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... bright ... Will you hear how once repining .. When to the muses ' haunted hill .... I have been , all day , looking after .. What shall he have , that merits most .... Who is it that rides thro ' the forest so fast What may arrive of ...
... bright ... Will you hear how once repining .. When to the muses ' haunted hill .... I have been , all day , looking after .. What shall he have , that merits most .... Who is it that rides thro ' the forest so fast What may arrive of ...
Стр. xlvii
... bright joy can this exceed ..... ib . When in death I shall calmly recline ... 377 When the fair moon , refulgent lamp of night ... 378 Whither away so fast my dear .... Who has peerless Kitty seen .. ib . 379 Where weeping yews and ...
... bright joy can this exceed ..... ib . When in death I shall calmly recline ... 377 When the fair moon , refulgent lamp of night ... 378 Whither away so fast my dear .... Who has peerless Kitty seen .. ib . 379 Where weeping yews and ...
Стр. xlviii
... Bright o'er the green hill rose the morning ray Dear innocence ! where'er thou deign'st to dwell .... ' Tis masonry unites mankind .... Gay being born to flutter thro ' the day .... Fill to the brim , and let the goblet's face ...
... Bright o'er the green hill rose the morning ray Dear innocence ! where'er thou deign'st to dwell .... ' Tis masonry unites mankind .... Gay being born to flutter thro ' the day .... Fill to the brim , and let the goblet's face ...
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Anacreon Bacchus beauty Ben Jonson birds blest breast breath CALLCOTT CATCH charms cheerful COOKE dance dear delight doth drink ev'ry eyes Five Voices flow'rs Four Voices gentle GLEE for Five GLEE for Four GLEE for Three grace grove happy Hark harmony haste heart heav'n Hecate HORSLEY John King live faire Oriana Long live faire lov'd love's MADRIGAL for Five MADRIGAL for Four MADRIGAL for Six maid merry MICHAEL ESTE mirth morn night nimphs nymphs of Diana o'er peace pleasure pow'r Prize Glees queen R. B. Sheridan R. J. S. STEVENS rose rosy round sang the shepherds Shakspeare shepherds and nymphs sigh sing Six Voices sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spring swain sweet sweetly tear thee thine THOMAS BATESON THOMAS MORLEY thou Three Voices thro vale wanton WEBBE wind wine
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Стр. 203 - Orpheus with his lute made trees, And the mountain tops that freeze, Bow themselves when he did sing ; To his music plants and flowers Ever sprung, as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring. Every thing that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or hearing die.
Стр. 306 - Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill: But their strong nerves at last must yield; They tame but one another still: Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds; Upon Death's purple altar now See, where the victor-victim bleeds: Your heads must come To the cold tomb; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom...
Стр. 256 - Through swords, through seas, whither she would ride. Do but look on her eyes, they do light All that Love's world compriseth ! Do but look on her hair, it is bright As Love's star when it riseth...
Стр. 253 - Sigh, no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Стр. 110 - How sleep the Brave who sink to rest By all their country's wishes blest! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod.
Стр. 211 - O thou that rollest above, round as the shield of my fathers ! Whence are thy beams, O sun ! thy everlasting light ! Thou comest forth in thy awful beauty ; the stars hide themselves in the sky ; the moon, cold and pale, sinks in the western wave ; but thou thyself movest aloive.
Стр. 274 - Some feelings are to mortals given, With less of earth in them than heaven ; And if there be a human tear From passion's dross refined and clear, A tear so limpid and so meek, It would not stain an angel's cheek, 'Tis that which pious fathers shed Upon a duteous daughter's head...
Стр. 71 - Drink to me, only, with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine ; Or leave a kiss but in the cup, And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise, Doth ask a drink divine : But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Стр. 220 - Eas'd of her load, subjection grows more light, And poverty looks cheerful in thy sight: Thou mak'st the gloomy face of nature gay, Giv'st beauty to the sun, and pleasure to the day.
Стр. 376 - Oh ! young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best ; And save his good broadsword he weapons had none, He rode all unarmed and he rode all alone. So faithful in love and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.