Drinking songs. Miscellaneous songs. Ancient balladsJ. Johnson, 1783 - Ballads, English |
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SONG III . OME fay women are like the feas , SOME Some the rose that foon decays ; rocks & Some the weather , and fome the cocks : But if you'll give me leave to tell , There's nothing can be compar'd fo well , As wine , wine , women ...
SONG III . OME fay women are like the feas , SOME Some the rose that foon decays ; rocks & Some the weather , and fome the cocks : But if you'll give me leave to tell , There's nothing can be compar'd fo well , As wine , wine , women ...
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... roses , And our forrows quite forget ; Come let's fuddle all our noses , Drink ourselves quite out of debt . When grim Death comes looking for us , We are toping off our bowls ; Bacchus joining in the chorus , Death , begone , here's ...
... roses , And our forrows quite forget ; Come let's fuddle all our noses , Drink ourselves quite out of debt . When grim Death comes looking for us , We are toping off our bowls ; Bacchus joining in the chorus , Death , begone , here's ...
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... roses , With eyes , lips , and nofs , Or tip of an ear : Come hither , I'll show you How Phillis and Chloe No more fhall occafion fuch fighs and fuch groans ; For what mortal fo ftupid As not to quit Cupid , When call'd by good claret ...
... roses , With eyes , lips , and nofs , Or tip of an ear : Come hither , I'll show you How Phillis and Chloe No more fhall occafion fuch fighs and fuch groans ; For what mortal fo ftupid As not to quit Cupid , When call'd by good claret ...
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... rose Soon withers and decays . Short are the joys life knows , And few our happy days , The fairest day muft fet in night ; Summer in winter ends ; So anguish ftill fucceeds delight , And grief on joy attends . * In Sylvia , or the ...
... rose Soon withers and decays . Short are the joys life knows , And few our happy days , The fairest day muft fet in night ; Summer in winter ends ; So anguish ftill fucceeds delight , And grief on joy attends . * In Sylvia , or the ...
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... rose up , and he took off his wreath , And gave it a Triton to crown captain Death . Thus fell the strong Terrible , bravely and bold ; But fixteen furvivers the tale can unfold ; The French were the victors , -though much to their coft ...
... rose up , and he took off his wreath , And gave it a Triton to crown captain Death . Thus fell the strong Terrible , bravely and bold ; But fixteen furvivers the tale can unfold ; The French were the victors , -though much to their coft ...
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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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Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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!
Page 118 - Their purpose is ambition, Their practice only hate : And if they once reply, Then give them all the lie. Tell...
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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?