Drinking songs. Miscellaneous songs. Ancient balladsJ. Johnson, 1783 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 17
עמוד 25
... call'd by good claret , and bumpers , ' squire Jones . * Third baron of the Exchequer in Ireland . Who is faid to have tranflated it from one of the compofitions of Carolan , a celebrated modern Irish bard . Ye Ye poets who write , And ...
... call'd by good claret , and bumpers , ' squire Jones . * Third baron of the Exchequer in Ireland . Who is faid to have tranflated it from one of the compofitions of Carolan , a celebrated modern Irish bard . Ye Ye poets who write , And ...
עמוד 41
... call'd it , ' twas wine that they meant . Without us , indeed , it is not worth a pin ; But , ye gods ! how divine if we get it within ; " Tis then of all bleffings the flourishing root , And , in spite of the world , we can gather the ...
... call'd it , ' twas wine that they meant . Without us , indeed , it is not worth a pin ; But , ye gods ! how divine if we get it within ; " Tis then of all bleffings the flourishing root , And , in spite of the world , we can gather the ...
עמוד 48
... call'd , and drank at every touch , Then fill'd and drank again ; And if the gods can take too much ' Tis faid , they did fo then . Free jets run all the table round , And with the wine conspire ( While they by fly reflection wound ) To ...
... call'd , and drank at every touch , Then fill'd and drank again ; And if the gods can take too much ' Tis faid , they did fo then . Free jets run all the table round , And with the wine conspire ( While they by fly reflection wound ) To ...
עמוד 49
... call'd his witty plays But waggeries at best . Such talk foon fet them all at odds , And had I Homers pen ; I'd fing ye , how they drank like gods , And how they fought like men . To part the fray , the Graces fly , Who made them foon ...
... call'd his witty plays But waggeries at best . Such talk foon fet them all at odds , And had I Homers pen ; I'd fing ye , how they drank like gods , And how they fought like men . To part the fray , the Graces fly , Who made them foon ...
עמוד 104
... call'd light , Which I must ne'er enjoy , What are the bleffings of the fight , O tell your poor blind boy ! You talk of wond'rous things you fee , You fay the fun shines bright ; I feel him warm , but how can he Or make it day or night ...
... call'd light , Which I must ne'er enjoy , What are the bleffings of the fight , O tell your poor blind boy ! You talk of wond'rous things you fee , You fay the fun shines bright ; I feel him warm , but how can he Or make it day or night ...
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
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
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 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.
עמוד 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.
עמוד 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...
עמוד 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.
עמוד 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.
עמוד 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!
עמוד 118 - Their purpose is ambition, Their practice only hate : And if they once reply, Then give them all the lie. Tell...
עמוד 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.
עמוד 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...
עמוד 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?