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... boast of one real Genius upon the genuine Hurdy Gurdy . Alas ! these Stars are all extinguished ; and the remains of ancient British Har- mony is now confined to the manly Mu- -sic of Marrow - Bones and Cleavers . Every thing must sink ...
... boast of one real Genius upon the genuine Hurdy Gurdy . Alas ! these Stars are all extinguished ; and the remains of ancient British Har- mony is now confined to the manly Mu- -sic of Marrow - Bones and Cleavers . Every thing must sink ...
Side 5
... boast is , -They're poison'd in Taste . 66 " " Tis true , cries Crawlina , the Queen of the Worms They make upon earth immense noise with their " Pononner , with Beauties tho ' so much I deal , [ forms , " On not one in ten can I make a ...
... boast is , -They're poison'd in Taste . 66 " " Tis true , cries Crawlina , the Queen of the Worms They make upon earth immense noise with their " Pononner , with Beauties tho ' so much I deal , [ forms , " On not one in ten can I make a ...
Side 12
... - We will but study two , sir.- White and Red our glasses boast , Reflection , and Refraction ; After him we name our Toast , - " The Center of Attraction . " On that Thesis we'll declaim , With stratum , super 12 STEVENS'S SONGS .
... - We will but study two , sir.- White and Red our glasses boast , Reflection , and Refraction ; After him we name our Toast , - " The Center of Attraction . " On that Thesis we'll declaim , With stratum , super 12 STEVENS'S SONGS .
Side 14
... boast we are Britons , as Britons behave : Can this , or that side of a stream alter nature ? No , -wash those reflections away in the water . Get , get , is the cry now , and get all ye can ; If ye can get , get honestly ; get ...
... boast we are Britons , as Britons behave : Can this , or that side of a stream alter nature ? No , -wash those reflections away in the water . Get , get , is the cry now , and get all ye can ; If ye can get , get honestly ; get ...
Side 18
... all animals boast ; Lord - Man he has Reason , and so my Lord's lost . Can Can we wanton on waves in the deep troubled. " Ye Lovelies who never inconstancy knew . " TOLL , LOLL DE ROLL . TOLL , LOLL ,. 18 STEVENS'S SONGS .
... all animals boast ; Lord - Man he has Reason , and so my Lord's lost . Can Can we wanton on waves in the deep troubled. " Ye Lovelies who never inconstancy knew . " TOLL , LOLL DE ROLL . TOLL , LOLL ,. 18 STEVENS'S SONGS .
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Songs, Comic, and Satyrical: By George Alexander Stevens George Alexander Stevens Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1772 |
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Æther Apicius Bacchus Beauty Beauty's Beef begg'd boast Bon Ton Bottle boys breast Britons Bucks Bumper call'd Castle in Air Chace chuse Common Sense cou'd cry'd Dæmon damn'd dare dear Derry drink e'er Earth ev'ry eyes face fair folks Folly fond Fool Fools-Hall friends fright Game Genius give Glass Grace Hark Health Hearts Hearts of Oak Here's Honour joke Jove King Kiss Ladies Lads Lass laugh Liberty Liberty-Hall Life's Link-boy lips live loll look look'd Lord lov'd Love Love's mind Momus mong ne'er night o'er Pindarics play pleas'd poison'd pray quoth reply'd roll round Sapience scorn Scurvy seem'd shew shou'd side sighing Silenus Sing tantararara Slave smile Song Souls stopp'd Styx Taste tell things thro Toast Toll toy'd True Blue TUNE turn'd Twas Venus Wine wise Wives wonder World wou'd
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Side 16 - bove deck ; A leak beneath the chest-tree's sprung out, Call all hands to clear the wreck. Quick the lanyards cut to pieces : Come, my hearts, be stout and bold : Plumb the well — the leak increases, Four feet water in the hold...
Side 58 - ... and provoked a deal of mirth by his pleasantry. George Alexander Stevens be-rhymes the Fair in his day thus : — Here were, first of all, crowds against other crowds driving Like wind and tide meeting, each contrary striving ; Shrill fiddling, sharp fighting, and shouting and shrieking, Fifes, trumpets, drums, bagpipes, and barrow girls squeaking— " Come my rare round and sound, here's choice of fine ware !" Though all was not sound sold at Bartelmew Fair.
Side 106 - ... lips ; she has two, and her teeth they are white, And what she puts into her mouth they can bite ; Black and all black her eyes, but what's worthy remark, They are shut when she sleeps, and she's blind in the dark. Her ears from her cheeks equal distance are bearing, 'Cause each side her head should go partners in hearing ; The fall of her neck's the downfall of beholders, Love tumbles them in by the head and the shoulders. Her waist is— so — so, so waste no words about it, Her heart is within...
Side 42 - In a piece of slit hoop, see my candle is stuck, 'Twill light us each bottle to hand ; The foot of my glass for the purpose I broke, As I hate that a bumper should stand, My brave boys.
Side 45 - The fool who is wealthy is sure of a Bride]. Papilio the rich, in the hurry of love, Resolving to wed, to fair Arabell drove; He made his proposals, he begg'd she would fix, — What maid could say no to a new Coach-and-six ? We'll suppose they were wed, the guests bid, supper done, The fond pair in bed, and the stocking was thrown : The Bride lay expecting to what this wou'd tend, Since created a wife, wish'd to know for what end. On the velvet peach oft, as the gaudy fly rests, The Bridegroom's...
Side 47 - They sung, they laugh'd, they toy'd, they talk'd, Till night came darkling on. Love, wilful, needs would be their guide, And smiled at loss of day ; On her the kindred pair relied, And lost with her their way. Damp fell the dew, the wind blew cold, All bleak the barren moor ; Across they toil'd, when Love, grown bold, Knock'íl loud at Labor's door.
Side 130 - ... storm being over, all sunshine the air, When instant rose up, the yet love-looking fair, Crying, hark ! there's one listens — do look out, dear, I must be bewitch'd, I am sure, to come here, My things how they are rumpled! — Lord! let me be gone ; What have you been doing? and what have I done ? Into this fatal place, I most solemnly vow, I innocent enter'd — but am I so now ? I'm ruin'd, — I never myself can forgive — I'll leap in the brook, — for I'm sure I can't live! — If I...
Side 48 - Enquiring for her brother TRUTH ; But TRUTH was never found! She sought in vain ; for LOVE was blind, And HATE her guidance crost. 'Tis said, since TRUTH she cannot find, That LOVE herself is lost!
Side 44 - On their stumps some have fought, and as stoutly will I, When reeling, I roll on the floor; Then my legs must be lost, so I'll drink as I lie, And dare the best buck to do more, My brave boys. 'Tis my will when I die, not a tear shall be shed, No Hie jacet be cut on my stone; But pour on my coffin a bottle of red, And say that his drinking is done, My brave boys!
Side 48 - A while within the reed-roofed cot They stood, and stared at CARE ; But long could not endure the spot, For POVERTY was there ! The twain proposed, next morn, to part, And travel different ways. Quoth LOVE, ' I soon shall find a heart ! ' WIT went to look for PRAISE. But REPUTATION, sighing, spoke ' 'Tis better we agree ! Though LOVE may laugh, and WIT may joke ; Yet, friends ! take care of me ! ' 'Without me, Beauty wins no heart! Without me, Wit is vain! If, headstrong, here with me you part ;...