Ancient Ballads and Songs, Chiefly from Tradition, Manuscripts, and Scarce Works...L. Relfe, 1827 - 250 Seiten |
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... to the touch , And the birds of a feather , They will all flock together , Let the people say little or much . From recollection ; -air plaintive and pastoral . BILLY BOY . 145 BILLY BOY . MAN the boat 144 THE MILK MAIDS ' REQUEST .
... to the touch , And the birds of a feather , They will all flock together , Let the people say little or much . From recollection ; -air plaintive and pastoral . BILLY BOY . 145 BILLY BOY . MAN the boat 144 THE MILK MAIDS ' REQUEST .
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Thomas Lyle. BILLY BOY . 145 BILLY BOY . MAN the boat , all hands aboard , Billy boy , Billy boy , Mark the signal , hands aboard , Billy boy , Each moving , thrilling word , As I steer from my adored Lovely Nancy , says thy fancy ...
Thomas Lyle. BILLY BOY . 145 BILLY BOY . MAN the boat , all hands aboard , Billy boy , Billy boy , Mark the signal , hands aboard , Billy boy , Each moving , thrilling word , As I steer from my adored Lovely Nancy , says thy fancy ...
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... Billy boy ; " while the first and concluding verses are necessarily ori- ginal , by way of completing the chant . The air , tradition has attached to it , is peculiarly lively and spirit - stirring ; and ap- proaches pretty near that of ...
... Billy boy ; " while the first and concluding verses are necessarily ori- ginal , by way of completing the chant . The air , tradition has attached to it , is peculiarly lively and spirit - stirring ; and ap- proaches pretty near that of ...
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... Billy from me , Who to love me just had sworn ; They made him captain , sure , to undo me ! Woe's me ! he'll ne'er return . A thousand loons abroad will fight him , He from thousands ne'er will run : Day and night I did invite him , To ...
... Billy from me , Who to love me just had sworn ; They made him captain , sure , to undo me ! Woe's me ! he'll ne'er return . A thousand loons abroad will fight him , He from thousands ne'er will run : Day and night I did invite him , To ...
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... Billy these are nought ; Who rode to towns , and rifled with dragoons , When he , silly loon , might have married me . In one of Walsh the London Music - seller's early publications , about the year 1700 , entitled , " A Collection of ...
... Billy these are nought ; Who rode to towns , and rifled with dragoons , When he , silly loon , might have married me . In one of Walsh the London Music - seller's early publications , about the year 1700 , entitled , " A Collection of ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
ABERDEEN CANTUS adieu alace Anne hath Anne Hathaway auld wife Ballad beauty beauty's BEN JOHNSON Billy boy birds blooming blush bonnie lassie born bosom bower breath bright cheek cuckoo Cupid darling dear delight despair disdain doth Dunoon England's Helicon eyes fair fancy flowers fond foregoing frae glen grace green grief grove haste heart heaven Heigh-ho hope JOHN LYLY kiss lady lass Lauderdale lips live Lord Lord Delaware love good-morrow love's lover lusty maid mind morn muse ne'er never NICHOLAS BRETON night nymphs o'er pain pale poet poetry Poor auld maidens pretty Queen RICHARD LOVELACE rose round Rowallan ROWALLAN'S POEMS says Scottish sigh sing SIR WILLIAM MURE smile song Sonnets sorrow soul spring stanza stars summer sweet love tears thee thine THOMAS CAREW THOMAS MORLEY thou three ravens tree wanton weep wild wind WIND-FLOWER winter young
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Seite 57 - SWEET Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die.
Seite 78 - Go, lovely Rose, Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows When I resemble her to thee How sweet and fair she seems to be.
Seite 30 - I'll count your power not worth a pin: Alas, what hereby shall I win, If he gainsay me ? What if I beat the wanton boy With many a rod ? He will repay me with annoy, Because a god. Then sit thou safely on my knee, And let thy bower my bosom be, Lurk in mine eyes, I like of thee; O Cupid, so thou pity me, Spare not, but play thee.
Seite 72 - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her. Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
Seite 34 - Since ghost there is none to affright thee. Let not the dark thee cumber ; What though the moon does slumber? The stars of the night Will lend thee their light, Like tapers clear without number. Then, Julia, let me woo thee, Thus, thus to come unto me ; And when I shall meet Thy silvery feet, My soul I'll pour into thee.
Seite 32 - At cards for kisses, Cupid paid; He stakes his quiver, bow, and arrows, His mother's doves, and team of sparrows...
Seite 52 - I cannot eat but little meat, My stomach is not good ; But sure I think, that I can drink With him that wears a hood...
Seite 50 - Still to be neat, still to be drest, As you were going to a feast ; Still to be powdered, still perfumed : Lady, it is to be presumed, Though art's hid causes are not found, All is not sweet, all is not sound. Give me a look, give me a face, That makes simplicity a grace : Robes loosely flowing, hair as free : Such sweet neglect more taketh me, Than all the adulteries of art ; They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.
Seite 34 - CHERRY-RIPE, ripe, ripe, I cry, Full and fair ones; come and buy. If so be you ask me where They do grow, I answer : There, Where my Julia's lips do smile ; There's the land, or cherry-isle, Whose plantations fully show All the year where cherries grow.
Seite 73 - He that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires, As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away.