The musical miscellany : being a collection of choice songs, set to the violin and flute, by the most eminent masters . Ah, what a Pleafure it is to difcover In her Eyes Pity, who caufes my Pain! pPPpifiiiiiP Ah, what a Pleafure it is to difcover. In her Eyes Pity, who caufes my Pain ! When with Unkindnefs our Love at a Stand is,And Both have puniflid our felves with the Pain, Ah, what a Pleafure the Touch of her Hand is!Ah, what a Pleafure to prefs it again!Ah, what a Pleafure^ &c. Whe* SONGS. i When the Denial comes fainter and fainter,And her Eyes give what her Tongue does deny, Ah, what a
The musical miscellany : being a collection of choice songs, set to the violin and flute, by the most eminent masters . Ah, what a Pleafure it is to difcover In her Eyes Pity, who caufes my Pain! pPPpifiiiiiP Ah, what a Pleafure it is to difcover. In her Eyes Pity, who caufes my Pain ! When with Unkindnefs our Love at a Stand is,And Both have puniflid our felves with the Pain, Ah, what a Pleafure the Touch of her Hand is!Ah, what a Pleafure to prefs it again!Ah, what a Pleafure^ &c. Whe* SONGS. i When the Denial comes fainter and fainter,And her Eyes give what her Tongue does deny, Ah, what a Trembling I feel when I venture !Ah, what a Trembling does uflier my Joy !Ah, what a Trembling, &c. When, with a Sigh, fhe accords me the Bleffing,And her Eyes twinkle twixt Pleafure and Pain; Ah, what a Joy tis, beyond all exprefling!Ah, what a Joy to hear, Shall we again!Ah, what a Joy, &c. For the Flute.
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