 | John Bell - 1777 - 374 lehte
...XX. March in Rinaldo, with drums and trumpets, Matt', ^Let us take the road. Hark, I hear the found of coaches ! The hour of attack approaches, To your arms, brave boys, and load. See the bull I hold ! Let the chymifls toil like afles, - Our fire their fire furpafleS, And turns... | |
 | William Brodie, Aeneas Morison - 1788 - 270 lehte
...office. I went down the clofe with him, and received * Let us take the road, park ! I hear the found of coaches ; The hour of attack approaches: To your arms, brave boys, and load. See the ball I hold ! Let the chemiits toil like afles ; Our fire their fire furpaffes, vcd the coulter... | |
 | William Brodie, William Creech - 1788 - 326 lehte
...the Beggar's Opera.— The fong is bj Matt of the Mint. Let us take the road. Hark ! I hear the found of coaches ! The hour of attack approaches, To your arms brave boys, and toad. See the ball I hold. Let the chemifts toil like afies, Our fire their fire furpaflcs, And turns... | |
 | 1804 - 630 lehte
...melanchuly at the table. AIR. — March in RINAI.DO, with druna and trumpet t. Jdat. Let us take the road. Hark ! I hear the sound of coaches, The hour of attack approaches, To your arms, brave boys, and load ! Sec the hall I hold ! Let the chemists toil like asses, Our fire their fire surpasses, And turns... | |
 | British drama - 1804 - 630 lehte
...melancholy at the table. AIR. — March in RINALDO, nith druna und trumpet!. Mat. Let us take the road. Hark ! I hear the sound of coaches, The hour of attack approaches, To your arms, brave boys, mid load ! See' the hall I hold! Ijct the chemists toil like asses, Our fire their fire surpasses,... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 382 lehte
...melancholy, at the Table. AIR. — MAT. March in Rinaldo, with Drums and Trumpets. Let us take the road; Hark ! I hear the sound of coaches, The hour of attack approaches, To your arms, brave boys, and load. See the ball I hold! Let the chemists toil like asses, Ourjire their Jire surpasses, And turns all... | |
 | 1824 - 656 lehte
...(.Srtj doiat melancholy àt a table. ) AIH AND CHORUS. MAT-o'-THE-MlNT and Gang. Let us tale the road; Hark ! I hear the sound of coaches, The hour of attack approaches, To your arms, brave bous, and load. See the ball I hold! Let the chemists toil lite asses, Ourßre their ßre surpasses,... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1824 - 432 lehte
...melancholy, at the Table. AIR. — MAT. March in Rinaldo, with Drums and Trumpets. Let us take the road ; Hark! I hear the sound of coaches, The hour of attack approaches, To your arms, brave boyi, and load. See the ball I hold ! Let the chemists toil like asses, Ourjire their Jire surpasses,... | |
 | 1838 - 640 lehte
...THE BRIGAND BY EDWARD MATUR1N. Let Chymhts toil like Asses, Our fire tltcir fire surpasses i Haik I 1 hear the sound of coaches, The hour of attack approaches — To your arms brave boys. — Beggar*t Opera. In a ravine formed by the sides of two mountains which towered above it, there... | |
 | sir Thomas Dick Lauder (7th bart.) - 1825 - 928 lehte
...as one that grasped with struggling, And tugg'd for life, and was by strength subdued. SHAKESPEABE. Hark ! I hear the sound of coaches ! The hour of attack approaches ! To your arms, brave boys, and load ! Beggar? Optra. ON the ensuing day, Amherst and his host set out on horseback, accompanied by O'Gollochar,... | |
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Let us take the road. Hark! I hear the sound of coaches! The hour of attack approaches. To your arms, brave boys, and load. See the ball I hold! Let the chymists toil like asses, Our fire their fire surpasses, And turns all our lead to gold. 
