The Hive: A Collection of the Most Celebrated Songs ... ...J. Walthoe, 1729 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 32
עמוד
... Leave thefe ufeless arts in loving , Let business no longer ufurp your high mind , Let fools great Cupid's yoke difdain , Let monarchs fight for power and fame , Let us dance , let us fing , Little Syren of the stage , Pag . 13 248 217 ...
... Leave thefe ufeless arts in loving , Let business no longer ufurp your high mind , Let fools great Cupid's yoke difdain , Let monarchs fight for power and fame , Let us dance , let us fing , Little Syren of the stage , Pag . 13 248 217 ...
עמוד 2
... compleat ; Dear ladies , leave the noify town , And to our fhades retreat : 698 Wou'd but in our fhades appear , you You'd make our fields Elizium here . نیتی We'll We'll fhew you all our cow - flip meads , A Collection of Songs .
... compleat ; Dear ladies , leave the noify town , And to our fhades retreat : 698 Wou'd but in our fhades appear , you You'd make our fields Elizium here . نیتی We'll We'll fhew you all our cow - flip meads , A Collection of Songs .
עמוד 9
... leave , And honour'd still , to ages fhine . BE EAUTY and innocence , distrest , With pity first infpir'd my breaft ; And pity kindled into love . No cares , no courtship did I fpare , At once to aid and win the fair ; Yet ftill , alas ...
... leave , And honour'd still , to ages fhine . BE EAUTY and innocence , distrest , With pity first infpir'd my breaft ; And pity kindled into love . No cares , no courtship did I fpare , At once to aid and win the fair ; Yet ftill , alas ...
עמוד 18
... leave to Damon his own Annie . T HY vain purfuit , fond youth , give o'er , What more , alas ! can Flavia do , Thy worth I own , thy fate deplore ; All are not happy that are true . Supprefs thy fighs , and weep no more ; Shou'd heaven ...
... leave to Damon his own Annie . T HY vain purfuit , fond youth , give o'er , What more , alas ! can Flavia do , Thy worth I own , thy fate deplore ; All are not happy that are true . Supprefs thy fighs , and weep no more ; Shou'd heaven ...
עמוד 23
... Leave this trembling , And diffembling , Lay afide all female art ; Love's foft pleasure , Beyond measure , Will atone for all its smart . EAR charmer of my pleasure , D1 only wait your leifure , I To crown me with the treasure Of your ...
... Leave this trembling , And diffembling , Lay afide all female art ; Love's foft pleasure , Beyond measure , Will atone for all its smart . EAR charmer of my pleasure , D1 only wait your leifure , I To crown me with the treasure Of your ...
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מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
arms beauty bleffing bleft blifs bluſhes bofom breaſt bright cauſe Celia charmer charms Cloe cou'd cruel Cupid Damon darts dear defire delight deſpair deſtroy difdain diſcover drink e'er eaſe Epithalamium eyes faid fair falfe fate fcorn fear felf fhade fhall fhe's fhew fhine fhou'd fighs filly fince fing fire flame flave fmiles foft fome fong foon forrows foul ftill fuch fwain fweet give grace grief grove heart heaven himſelf infpire joys kifs kind kindly laft languiſh laſt lefs lov'd love's lover maid meaſure mind muft muſt ne'er never night nymph o'er paffion pain paſt Phillis pity pleaſe pleaſure prove raiſe reaſon reſt rofe SAPPHO ſhall ſhe ſmile ſpring ſtill Strephon ſwain ſweet taſte tell thee theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand treaſure Twas vex'd Whilft Whofe wife wine wiſhes wou'd wound youth
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 205 - Come, my Celia, let us prove, While we can, the sports of love. Time will not be ours for ever, He, at length, our good will sever; Spend not then his gifts in vain. Suns that set may rise again: But if once we lose this light, 'Tis with us perpetual night.
עמוד 101 - GIVE me more love, or more disdain; The torrid or the frozen zone Bring equal ease unto my pain; The temperate affords me none: Either extreme, of love or hate, Is sweeter than a calm estate.
עמוד 73 - Now then love me: time may take Thee before thy time away: Of this need we'll virtue make, And learn love before we may.
עמוד 102 - I was so good-humour'd, so cheerful and gay, My Heart was as light as a Feather all Day. But now I so cross and so peevish am grown, So strangely uneasy, as never was known. My fair one is gone, and my joys are all drown'd, And my Heart, - I am sure it weighs more than a Pound.
עמוד 35 - HEAR, ye ladies that despise, What the mighty love has done ; Fear examples, and be wise : Fair Calisto was a nun ; Leda, sailing on the stream To deceive the hopes of man, Love accounting but a dream, Doted on a silver swan ; Danae, in a brazen tower, Where no love was, loved a shower. Hear, ye ladies that are coy, What the mighty love can do ; Fear the fierceness of the boy : The chaste moon he makes to woo ; Vesta, kindling holy fires, Circled round about with spies, Never dreaming loose desires...
עמוד 34 - We have got tongues and eyes in vain And truth from us is sin. Men to new joys and conquests fly, And yet no hazard run; Poor we are left if we deny, And if we yield, undone. Then equal laws let custom find, And neither Sex oppress; More freedom give to Womankind Or give to Mankind less.
עמוד 131 - I do but drink away The heat and troubles of the day ? In this more than kingly state Love himself shall on me wait.
עמוד 102 - But now she is gone, and has left me behind, What a marvellous change on a sudden I find ! When things were as fine as could possibly be, I thought 'twas the Spring; but alas ! it was she.
עמוד 205 - While we can, the sports of love. Time will not be ours for ever, He, at length, our good will sever; Spend not then his gifts in vain. Suns that set may rise again: But if once we lose this light, 'Tis with us perpetual night. Why should we defer our joys? Fame and rumour are but toys. Cannot we delude the eyes Of a few poor household spies? Or his easier ears beguile, Thus removed by our wile? 'Tis no sin love's fruits to steal; But the sweet thefts to reveal; To be taken, to be seen, These have...
עמוד 14 - Till it laugh in my face, With ale that is potent and mellow; He that whines for a lass Is an ignorant ass, For a bumper has not its fellow.