The Beauties of English Poesy, 1. köideWilliam Griffin, 1767 |
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Page 149
... Lubberkin to town his cattle drove , A maiden fine bedight he happ'd to love ; The maiden fine bedight his love retains , And for the village he forfakes the plains . Return , my Lubberkin , thefe ditties hear ; Spells will I try , and ...
... Lubberkin to town his cattle drove , A maiden fine bedight he happ'd to love ; The maiden fine bedight his love retains , And for the village he forfakes the plains . Return , my Lubberkin , thefe ditties hear ; Spells will I try , and ...
Page 150
... Lubberkin's in curl and hue , As if upon his comely pate it grew . With my sharp heel I three times mark the ground , And turn me thrice around , around , around . At eve last midfummer no sleep I fought , But to the field a bag of hemp ...
... Lubberkin's in curl and hue , As if upon his comely pate it grew . With my sharp heel I three times mark the ground , And turn me thrice around , around , around . At eve last midfummer no sleep I fought , But to the field a bag of hemp ...
Page 151
... Lubberkin and Love . With my sharp heel I three times mark the ground , And turn me thrice around , aronnd , around . Two hazle nuts I threw into the flame , And to each nut I gave a fweet - heart's name . This with the loudest bounce ...
... Lubberkin and Love . With my sharp heel I three times mark the ground , And turn me thrice around , aronnd , around . Two hazle nuts I threw into the flame , And to each nut I gave a fweet - heart's name . This with the loudest bounce ...
Page 152
... Lubberkin is worn , And Boobyclod on t'other fide is born . But Boobyclod foon drops upon the ground , A certain token that his love's unfound , While Lubberkin flicks firmly to the laft ; Oh were his lips to mine but join'd so fast ...
... Lubberkin is worn , And Boobyclod on t'other fide is born . But Boobyclod foon drops upon the ground , A certain token that his love's unfound , While Lubberkin flicks firmly to the laft ; Oh were his lips to mine but join'd so fast ...
Page 153
... Lubberkin repairs , Thefe golden flies into his mug I'll throw , And foon the fwain with fervent love fhall glow . With my sharp heel I three times mark the ground , And turn me thrice around , around , around . But hold , our Lightfoot ...
... Lubberkin repairs , Thefe golden flies into his mug I'll throw , And foon the fwain with fervent love fhall glow . With my sharp heel I three times mark the ground , And turn me thrice around , around , around . But hold , our Lightfoot ...
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Balaam bleffings Blouzelind breaſt breath cloſe cry'd CUDDY Dæmon defcend e'er eaſe ECLOGUE erft Eurydice Ev'n ev'ry eyes facred fafe faid fair fame fate fatire fecret fecure feem feen fhade fhall fhining fide fighs fight filent filver fing fire firft firſt flain fleep flow'r fmile foft folemn fome fong foon foul fpring ftands ftill ftrain fuch fung fwain fweet fwell Gnome guife hair heart Heav'n heel I three himſelf juft king laft laſt lefs LOBBIN CLOUT loft Lubberkin maid moſt mufe mufic Muſe muſt numbers Nymph o'er paffion parterre plain pleaſure poet pow'r praiſe pray'r pride raiſe reft rife riſe ſcene ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhould ſkies ſky ſpread ſtate ſtream ſweet Sylphs tears thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand three times mark thro trembling Twas Umbriel uſeful ween whofe whoſe wind youth
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