The Book of English Songs: From the Sixteenth to the Nineteenth CenturyCharles Mackay |
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Page 111
... soul may dwell That first found out the leather bottèl . Then what do you say to these glasses fine ? Oh , they shall have no praise of mine ; For if you chance to touch the brim , Down falls the liquor and all therein ; But had it been ...
... soul may dwell That first found out the leather bottèl . Then what do you say to these glasses fine ? Oh , they shall have no praise of mine ; For if you chance to touch the brim , Down falls the liquor and all therein ; But had it been ...
Page 123
... SOUL . THOMAS MOORE . FRIEND of my soul , this goblet sip , ' Twill chase that pensive tear ; ' Tis not so sweet as woman's lip , But , ah ! ' tis more sincere . Like her delusive beam , ' Twill steal away thy mind ; But , truer than ...
... SOUL . THOMAS MOORE . FRIEND of my soul , this goblet sip , ' Twill chase that pensive tear ; ' Tis not so sweet as woman's lip , But , ah ! ' tis more sincere . Like her delusive beam , ' Twill steal away thy mind ; But , truer than ...
Page 128
... soul , who all his life carouses ; The first it is a spacious house , to all but sots appalling , Where , by the parish bounty fed , vile , in the sunshine crawling , The worn - out drunkard ends his days , and eats the dole of others ...
... soul , who all his life carouses ; The first it is a spacious house , to all but sots appalling , Where , by the parish bounty fed , vile , in the sunshine crawling , The worn - out drunkard ends his days , and eats the dole of others ...
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Abraham Newland Bacchus beauty born bosom bowl boys brave breath British grenadiers CHARLES DIBDIN CHARLES MACKAY charms cheer cold County Guy cuckoo dear death delight died doth drink e'er England English eyes fair Falero fear flowers give glory Harry Carey hath heart Hearts of oak heav'n his soul heaven high trolollie John jolly King kiss ladies land lass leather bottèl lero live Lord love's lovers maid merrily merry mind morn ne'er never night o'er old cap Opera-box pain passion pipe pleasure poor praise pretty R. B. SHERIDAN round row row Rule Britannia sail sailors shepherds ship sigh smile sorrow soul may dwell sport sung swain sweet tears tell thee there's thine THOMAS THOMAS HAYNES BAYLEY THOMAS MOORE thou tree true Twas Vicar of Bray wine wish in heav'n youth