The Myrtle and Vine: Or, Complete Vocal Library, Containing Several Thousands of Plaintive, Sentimental, Humorous & Bacchanalian Songs, Collected from the Muses of England, Ireland & Scotland, Volum 2Charles Henry Wilson T. Dean, 1803 |
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Side 15
... bottle and lass I by turns must enfold ; For the sweetest of junctions that mortals can prove , Is of Bacchus , gay god , and the goddess of love . When fill'd to the fair , the brisk bumper I hold ; Can the miser survey with such ...
... bottle and lass I by turns must enfold ; For the sweetest of junctions that mortals can prove , Is of Bacchus , gay god , and the goddess of love . When fill'd to the fair , the brisk bumper I hold ; Can the miser survey with such ...
Side 54
... bottle's our rudder , while time passes by ; At the true feast of reason those moments we seize , Rosy wine is the balm of contentment and ease . Drink away , & c . Then fill up with nectar the sweet rosy bowl , The health - cheering ...
... bottle's our rudder , while time passes by ; At the true feast of reason those moments we seize , Rosy wine is the balm of contentment and ease . Drink away , & c . Then fill up with nectar the sweet rosy bowl , The health - cheering ...
Side 69
... bottle , confusion to sadness , To be thinking on any thing now would be folly ; While we journey on earth ' tis surely a madness To sacrifice time to a dull melancholy : With care , from your hearts , drive all malice and rancour ...
... bottle , confusion to sadness , To be thinking on any thing now would be folly ; While we journey on earth ' tis surely a madness To sacrifice time to a dull melancholy : With care , from your hearts , drive all malice and rancour ...
Side 77
... bottle and lass to refresh , And lose the fatigues of the day ! With sport , love and wine , fickle fortune defy Dull wisdom all happiness sours : Since life is no more than a passage , at best , Let's strew the way over with flow'rs ...
... bottle and lass to refresh , And lose the fatigues of the day ! With sport , love and wine , fickle fortune defy Dull wisdom all happiness sours : Since life is no more than a passage , at best , Let's strew the way over with flow'rs ...
Side 107
... bottle quaff— A lad of merit- And of spirit- As any he - you e'er did see- Now , what do you think of a Cockney ... bottles , sometime broke , why then I snack it ; In that I'm quite at home , so it travels you know where , Sally ...
... bottle quaff— A lad of merit- And of spirit- As any he - you e'er did see- Now , what do you think of a Cockney ... bottles , sometime broke , why then I snack it ; In that I'm quite at home , so it travels you know where , Sally ...
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Anacreon beat bells bless blest BLUE PETER boast bonny bottle bowl boys brave Britain's best bulwarks Britannia Britons Camperdown charms cheer chip chow CHORUS Cockney croppies cry'd d'ye dance dear delight drink e'er ev'ry eyes fair fame fear fight foes gaily gale gingerbread girl give glory ground-ivy hand happy Hearts of Oak heav'n Here's JACOBIN CLUB jolly King kiss lads landmen lass laugh Lochaber Lord lover maid merry mind morning myrtle ne'er never night numbers o'er ocean Old England peace pity pleasure poor Jack pretty pretty maids pride R. B. Sheridan roar roast beef round sail sailor shore sigh sing smile soldiers SONG soon soul swain swear tars tears tell thee thou thro toast Tol de rol true turn'd twas twill Willy wind wine wooden walls wou'd
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Side 5 - King, Long live our noble King, God save the King. Send him victorious, Happy and glorious, Long to reign over us: God save the King!
Side 182 - The boatswain gave the dreadful word, The sails their swelling bosom spread, No longer must she stay aboard ; They kiss'd, she sigh'd, he hung his head. Her lessening boat unwilling rows to land ; 'Adieu!
Side 104 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Side 6 - May he defend our laws, And ever give us cause To sing with heart and voice God save the King!
Side 39 - When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray ; What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom — is to die.
Side 91 - Dear! dear! what can the matter be? Oh, dear! what can the matter be?
Side 181 - O Susan, Susan, lovely dear, My vows shall ever true remain ; Let me kiss off that falling tear ; We only part to meet again. Change as ye list, ye winds ; my heart shall be The faithful compass that still points to thee.
Side 181 - Let me kiss off that falling tear ; We only part to meet again. Change as ye list, ye winds ; my heart shall be The faithful compass that still points to thee. " Believe not what the landmen say Who tempt with doubts thy constant mind : They'll tell thee, sailors when away, In every port a mistress find : Yes, yes, believe them when they tell thee so, For Thou art present wheresoe'er I go.
Side 24 - I share what to-day may afford, And let them spread the table to-morrow. And when I at last must throw off this frail covering Which I've worn for three-score years and ten, On the brink of the grave I'll not seek to keep hovering, Nor my thread wish to spin o'er again: But my face in the glass I'll serenely survey, And with smiles count each wrinkle and furrow; As this old worn-out stuff, which is threadbare to-day May become everlasting to-morrow.