Drinking songs. Miscellaneous songs. Ancient balladsJ. Johnson, 1783 |
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... see a frown in a bumper of wine ? Her lilies and rofes were juft in their prime ; Yet lilies and rofes are conquer'd by time : But in wine , from its age fuch a benefit flows , That we like it the better the older it grows . They tell ...
... see a frown in a bumper of wine ? Her lilies and rofes were juft in their prime ; Yet lilies and rofes are conquer'd by time : But in wine , from its age fuch a benefit flows , That we like it the better the older it grows . They tell ...
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... See , here's our phyfician , we know no ambition , But where there's good wine and good company found ; Thus happy together , in spite of all weather , ' Tis funfhine and fummer with us the year round . SONG XV . FROM AN ACREON . IF ...
... See , here's our phyfician , we know no ambition , But where there's good wine and good company found ; Thus happy together , in spite of all weather , ' Tis funfhine and fummer with us the year round . SONG XV . FROM AN ACREON . IF ...
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... see how the minutes pafs ; By the hollow cask are told , How the waning night grows old . Soon , too foon , the bufy day Drives us from our fport and play . What have we with day to do ? Sons of care ! ' twas made for you . * SONG XXVI ...
... see how the minutes pafs ; By the hollow cask are told , How the waning night grows old . Soon , too foon , the bufy day Drives us from our fport and play . What have we with day to do ? Sons of care ! ' twas made for you . * SONG XXVI ...
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... thy ftreamlets pass , Then moft thy charms prevail ; Then , then I'll bett , and take the odds , That nectar , drink of heathen gods , Was poor compar'd to ale . F 3 Give Give me a bumper , fill it up : See DRINKING SONG S. 69.
... thy ftreamlets pass , Then moft thy charms prevail ; Then , then I'll bett , and take the odds , That nectar , drink of heathen gods , Was poor compar'd to ale . F 3 Give Give me a bumper , fill it up : See DRINKING SONG S. 69.
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Give me a bumper , fill it up : See how it fparkles in the cup ; Oh ! how fhall I regale ! Can any taste this drink divine , And then compare rum , brandy , wine , Or aught with nappy ale ? Infpir'd by thee the warrior fights , The ...
Give me a bumper , fill it up : See how it fparkles in the cup ; Oh ! how fhall I regale ! Can any taste this drink divine , And then compare rum , brandy , wine , Or aught with nappy ale ? Infpir'd by thee the warrior fights , The ...
Términos y frases comunes
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Pasajes populares
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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!
Página 118 - Their purpose is ambition, Their practice only hate : And if they once reply, Then give them all the lie. Tell...
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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?