. British musical miscellany : being a collection of Scotch, English, & Irish songs set to music. ~1 ±^j=jr|S: Then tears dropping fall; And had he my soft arms -7r*-fr 5E m. _§_ *=£\j .ff if m Preferred to wars a-larms, My love grown mad,?»?#? i f_-—??- y—r~i t—fl--N - £=-* ^i_j- With-out the man of Gad, I fear in my fit !feSEP I had grant - ed all. I washd and patchd to make me look provoking ; Snares that they told me would catch the men ;And on my head a huge commode sat poking, Which made me shew as tall again :Jor a new gown, too, I paid muckie money, ^Vhich with golden flowrs did shine
. British musical miscellany : being a collection of Scotch, English, & Irish songs set to music. ~1 ±^j=jr|S: Then tears dropping fall; And had he my soft arms -7r*-fr 5E m. _§_ *=£\j .ff if m Preferred to wars a-larms, My love grown mad,?»?#? i f_-—??- y—r~i t—fl--N - £=-* ^i_j- With-out the man of Gad, I fear in my fit !feSEP I had grant - ed all. I washd and patchd to make me look provoking ; Snares that they told me would catch the men ;And on my head a huge commode sat poking, Which made me shew as tall again :Jor a new gown, too, I paid muckie money, ^Vhich with golden flowrs did shine ; so My love well might think me braw and bonny,Nae Scots lass was eer so petticoat I spotted,Fringe, too, with thread I knotted,Lacd shoes, and silken hose garterd oer the knee;But oil! the fatal thought!To Willie these were nought;Who rode to towns, and rifled wi dragoons,When he, silly loon, might hae plunderd SI SONG XIV. Kiss me Sal, and say, Adieu. Sm s E£ w~-& m& See, sweet Sal, the boat is rea-dy, War de- -k-» IS fit ^f^^^ mands that we should part, But thy Wil-liam, * JQt=B W- 14-te m ev-er stea-dy, Seeks his trea - sure in thy §?npppi^N heart. Ho-nour calls, while I am stay-ing, GrievM my love, to part with you. Hark! they chide S^pFFFFSMI me for de-lay-ing;—Kiss me Sal, and ?*? say a-dieu. 32 Tho proud France and Spain combining*Claim the sea where Britons reign ; British hearts and valour joining,Soon will dritfe them from the main : Then, when peace her branch is waving,Wingd with love Fll fly to you* Share with Sal my honest savings,Kiss—but never say adieu.
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