Drinking songs. Miscellaneous songs. Ancient balladsJ. Johnson, 1783 |
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... comes looking for us , We are toping off our bowls ; Bacchus joining in the chorus , Death , begone , here's none but fouls . Godlike Bacchus thus commanding , Trembling Death away fhall fly ; Ever after understanding , Drinking fouls ...
... comes looking for us , We are toping off our bowls ; Bacchus joining in the chorus , Death , begone , here's none but fouls . Godlike Bacchus thus commanding , Trembling Death away fhall fly ; Ever after understanding , Drinking fouls ...
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... comes to the fight , To fee how it flowers and mantles in graile , As green as a leek , with a fmile in the cheek , The true orient colour of a pot of good ale . But I mean the mind and the good it doth find ; Not only the body fo ...
... comes to the fight , To fee how it flowers and mantles in graile , As green as a leek , with a fmile in the cheek , The true orient colour of a pot of good ale . But I mean the mind and the good it doth find ; Not only the body fo ...
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... comes no great harm of a pot of good ale . If , reeling , they happen to fall to the ground , The fall is not great , they may hold by the rail : If into the water , they cannot be drown'd , For that gift is given to a pot of good ale ...
... comes no great harm of a pot of good ale . If , reeling , they happen to fall to the ground , The fall is not great , they may hold by the rail : If into the water , they cannot be drown'd , For that gift is given to a pot of good ale ...
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... comes in the sweet o ' the year ; For the red blood reigns in the winters pale . The white sheet bleaching on the hedge , - With , hey the fweet birds , o , how they fing ! - Doth fet my pugging tooth on edge ; For a quart of ale is a ...
... comes in the sweet o ' the year ; For the red blood reigns in the winters pale . The white sheet bleaching on the hedge , - With , hey the fweet birds , o , how they fing ! - Doth fet my pugging tooth on edge ; For a quart of ale is a ...
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... icicles hang by the wall , WH And Dick the shepherd blows his nail , And Tom bears logs into the hall , And milk comes frozen home in pail , * In Loves Labour loft . When When blood is nipp'd , and ways be foul , 344 MISCELLANEOUS SONGS .
... icicles hang by the wall , WH And Dick the shepherd blows his nail , And Tom bears logs into the hall , And milk comes frozen home in pail , * In Loves Labour loft . When When blood is nipp'd , and ways be foul , 344 MISCELLANEOUS SONGS .
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ANACREON Bacchus BALLAD Becauſe beſt bleffings bowl boys brave bumper call'd chear Comus dear defire delight Derry doth DRAGON OF WANTLEY drink earl earl Douglas earl Percy Engliſh eyes faid fair fair lady fame fear feen feven fhall fhould fhow fighs fight fing flain fleep fmile fome fong foon forrow foul ftand ftill ftrange ftrife fuch fure fweet gallant give glaſs gold hath heart himſelf honeft Horfely houſe huſband Johny Armstrong king lady laft lord lord Barnard mafter merry mind moft moſt muft muſt myſelf ne'er never night noble o'er old cap pleaſe pleaſure praiſe preſently prince queen quoth fhe reft roſe ſaid ſee ſhall ſhe SONG SONG ſpace ſpeak ſtate ſweet tell thee there's theſe thofe thoſe thou art thouſand unto Vex'd vicar of Bray Whilft whofe Whoſe wife wine
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Сторінка 153 - No wither'd witch shall here be seen, No goblins lead their nightly crew : The female fays shall haunt the green, And dress thy grave with pearly dew. The redbreast oft at evening hours Shall kindly lend his little aid, With hoary moss, and gather'd flowers, To deck the ground where thou art laid.
Сторінка 140 - AN old song made by an aged old pate, Of an old worshipful gentleman, who had a great estate, That kept a brave old house at a bountiful rate, And an old porter to relieve the poor at his gate ; Like an old courtier of the queen's, And the queen's old courtier.
Сторінка 144 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and...
Сторінка 252 - Sweet sister, do not fear ; God never prosper me nor mine, Nor aught else that I have, If I do wrong your children dear, When you are laid in grave.
Сторінка 87 - Who God doth late and early pray, More of His grace than gifts to lend; And entertains the harmless day With a religious book or friend : This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise, or fear to fall ; Lord of himself, though not of lands; And having nothing, yet hath all.
Сторінка 145 - Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat-- Come hither, come hither, come hither! Here shall we see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun And loves to live i' the sun, Seeking the food he eats And pleased with what he gets-- Come hither, come hither, come hither!
Сторінка 118 - Their purpose is ambition, Their practice only hate : And if they once reply, Then give them all the lie. Tell...
Сторінка 82 - Some have too much, yet still do crave; I little have, and seek no more. They are but poor, though much they have, And I am rich with little store: They poor, I rich; they beg, I give; They lack, I leave; they pine, I live.
Сторінка 253 - ... strife ; With one another they did fight About the children's life : And he that was of mildest mood, Did slay the other there, Within an unfrequented wood...
Сторінка 24 - But an eternal health goes round. Fill up the bowl, then, fill it high, Fill all the glasses there, for why Should every creature drink but I? Why, man of morals, tell me why?