Drinking songs. Miscellaneous songs. Ancient balladsJ. Johnson, 1783 |
Dentro del libro
Resultados 1-5 de 50
Página 16
... fears , Turn all our tranquility To fighs and to tears ? Let's eat , drink , and play , Till the worms do corrupt us , ' Tis certain , poft mortem Nulla voluptas . Let's deal with our damfels , That we may from thence , Have broods to ...
... fears , Turn all our tranquility To fighs and to tears ? Let's eat , drink , and play , Till the worms do corrupt us , ' Tis certain , poft mortem Nulla voluptas . Let's deal with our damfels , That we may from thence , Have broods to ...
Página 23
... fear then of tempeft , or danger of finking ; The fishes ne'er drown that are always a drinking . The hot thirsty fun then would drive with more haste , Secure in the evening of fuch a repast ; And when he'd got tipfy would have taken ...
... fear then of tempeft , or danger of finking ; The fishes ne'er drown that are always a drinking . The hot thirsty fun then would drive with more haste , Secure in the evening of fuch a repast ; And when he'd got tipfy would have taken ...
Página 37
... fear would have flinch'd at the pain . ] Ariftotle , that master of arts , Had been but a dunce without wine , And what we ascribe to his parts , Is due to the juice of the vine : His belly , moft writers agree , Was as large as a ...
... fear would have flinch'd at the pain . ] Ariftotle , that master of arts , Had been but a dunce without wine , And what we ascribe to his parts , Is due to the juice of the vine : His belly , moft writers agree , Was as large as a ...
Página 46
... fear , Should he in Apulias foreft appear ; In Africas defart there never was feen A monster so hated by gods and by men . Come place me , ye deities , under the line , Where grows not a tree , nor a plant , but the vine ; O'er hot ...
... fear , Should he in Apulias foreft appear ; In Africas defart there never was feen A monster so hated by gods and by men . Come place me , ye deities , under the line , Where grows not a tree , nor a plant , but the vine ; O'er hot ...
Página 65
... Fear not that alarm , though flesh be but frail , It will prove that some blows , or at most a bloody nose , And friends again ftrait with a pot of good ale . And phyfic will favour ale as it is bound , And be against beer both tooth ...
... Fear not that alarm , though flesh be but frail , It will prove that some blows , or at most a bloody nose , And friends again ftrait with a pot of good ale . And phyfic will favour ale as it is bound , And be against beer both tooth ...
Términos y frases comunes
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
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?