Drinking-songs. Miscellaneous songs. Ancient balladsF. C. and J. Rivington, 1813 |
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Side 8
... rich , the poor , the base , the brave , In dust , without distinction , lie . Go , search the tombs where monarch's rest , Who once the greatest titles bore ; The wealth and glory they possest , And all their honours are no more . So ...
... rich , the poor , the base , the brave , In dust , without distinction , lie . Go , search the tombs where monarch's rest , Who once the greatest titles bore ; The wealth and glory they possest , And all their honours are no more . So ...
Side 11
... rich , the poor , the base , the brave , In dust , without distinction , lie . Go , search the tombs where monarch's rest , Who once the greatest titles bore ; The wealth and glory they possest , And all their honours are no more . So ...
... rich , the poor , the base , the brave , In dust , without distinction , lie . Go , search the tombs where monarch's rest , Who once the greatest titles bore ; The wealth and glory they possest , And all their honours are no more . So ...
Side 22
... rich as Crœsus , While our bottle drowns our care , Wine will make us red as roses , And our sorrows quite forget ; Come let's fuddle all our noses , Drink ourselves quite out of debt . When grim Death comes looking for us , We are ...
... rich as Crœsus , While our bottle drowns our care , Wine will make us red as roses , And our sorrows quite forget ; Come let's fuddle all our noses , Drink ourselves quite out of debt . When grim Death comes looking for us , We are ...
Side 23
... rich as Croesus , While our bottle drowns our care , Wine will make us red as roses , And our sorrows quite forget ; Come let's fuddle all our noses , Drink ourselves quite out of debt . When grim Death comes looking for us , We are ...
... rich as Croesus , While our bottle drowns our care , Wine will make us red as roses , And our sorrows quite forget ; Come let's fuddle all our noses , Drink ourselves quite out of debt . When grim Death comes looking for us , We are ...
Side 31
... Rich wines do us raise To the honour of bays ; Quem non fecere disertum ? Of all the juice Which the gods produce , Sack shall be prefer'd before ' em ; ' Tis sack that shall Create us all Mars , Bacchus , Apollo , virorum . We abandon ...
... Rich wines do us raise To the honour of bays ; Quem non fecere disertum ? Of all the juice Which the gods produce , Sack shall be prefer'd before ' em ; ' Tis sack that shall Create us all Mars , Bacchus , Apollo , virorum . We abandon ...
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ANACREON babes Bacchus BALLAD BATTLE OF EVESHAM beauty blessings bold bowl boys brave bring bumper call'd cheer claret Comus crown Cumberland Three dame dear death delight Derry doth dragon drank drink Earl Percy eyes fair fear fight friendship gallant give glass gold grace grave grief hand happy Harry Carey hast hath head heart Henry Here's honest honour JAMES PLUMPTRE Johny Armstrong joys king knight lady Lancelot land little Musgrave live lord lowly lies maid merry mind mirth ne'er never noble o'er old cap peace Percy pleasure poor pray prince queen quoth R. B. SHERIDAN rich rose round sing slain SONG sorrow soul squire stormy winds Sweet William tears tell thee thing thou art thou shalt Tis wine true Twill unto vicar of Bray wanton wife winds do blow wise