One morning very early, one morning in the spring 69 Tell me no more of pointed darts Take, oh, take those lips away Tell me, Damon, dost thou languish Tell me no more I am deceived Tell me not how fair she is Tell me not I my time misspend Tell my Strephon that I die 261 322 209 324 153 345 143 The nymph that I lov'd was as cheerful as day 315 The rose had been wash'd, just wash'd in a show'r There is one dark and sullen hour 144 70 77 342 Too plain, dear youth, those tell-tale eyes 117 To the brook and the willow that heard him complain 139 Wake, ye nightingales, oh wake When gentle Celia first I knew 125 313 300 273 198 53 131 319 259 109 275 236 120 202 234 287 232 141 142 When Orpheus went down to the regions below When Sappho tun'd the rapturd strain 211 128 Why heaves my fond bosom! ah, what can it mean 321 With amorous wiles and perjur'd eyes 288 289 Ye happy swains whose hearts are free Ye little loves that round her wait 327 my heart 261 148 205 Yes, I'm in love, I feel it now 204 You tell me I'm handsome, I know not how true 294 Young I am, and yet unskill'd 156 Otway, 137, 298. Parnell, 149, 331. Percy, 37, 161. Phillips, 101, 187, 188, 199. Pilkington, Rev. M. 340. Mrs. 231, 346. Prior, 67, 105, 106, 108, 215. Raleigh, 261, 303. Rochester, E. of 131, 203, 329. Rowe, 62, 65, 139. Scott, Walter, 337. Sedley, 150, 190, 197. Shakspeare, 259, 260, 261. Shenstone, 77, 82, 84, 87, 89, 195. Sheridan, 279, 280, 310, 311, 314, 342. Smollett, 102, 128. Steel, 143, 199. Suckling, 228, 330. Taylor, Mrs. 238, 325. Theobald, 134. Thomson, 306. Tickell, 49. Vanbrugh, 284. Waller, 223, 237. Walsh, 219. Way, 318. Whitehead, 204, 316. Yonge, Sir W. 201, 241. THE ORIGIN OF SONG-WRITING. Addressed to DR. AIKIN. [MRS. BARBAULD.] Illic indocto primum se exercuit arcu ; Tibullus. WHEN Cupid, wanton boy, was young, Swell the deep majestic sound; |