The musical miscellany : being a collection of choice songs, set to the violin and flute, by the most eminent masters . Heaven twoud be! To him but a Woman you feem ^ But, ah! youre an An—gel to me. Thofe Lips which he touches in hafte, To them I for ever coud grow;Still clinging around that dear Wade, Which he fpans as befides you hell go. Tfcaf |. •I SONGS. That Hand, like a Lilly fo white,Which over his Shoulders you lay; My Bofom coud warm it all Night,My Lips they coud prefs it all Day. Were I like a Monarch to reign, Were Graces my Subje&s to be,Id leave them, and fly to the Plain, To dw
The musical miscellany : being a collection of choice songs, set to the violin and flute, by the most eminent masters . Heaven twoud be! To him but a Woman you feem ^ But, ah! youre an An—gel to me. Thofe Lips which he touches in hafte, To them I for ever coud grow;Still clinging around that dear Wade, Which he fpans as befides you hell go. Tfcaf |. •I SONGS. That Hand, like a Lilly fo white,Which over his Shoulders you lay; My Bofom coud warm it all Night,My Lips they coud prefs it all Day. Were I like a Monarch to reign, Were Graces my Subje&s to be,Id leave them, and fly to the Plain, To dwell in a Cottage with if I muft feel your Difdain, If Tears cannot Cruelty drown;Oh! let me not live in this Pain, But give me my Death in a Frown. For the Flute. iffiftf7iQrir SONGS. The DESCRIPTION. Tho Beauty, like the Rofe That lhines onPolworthGreen, In various Colours ftiows, As /i r nifiTifiififfTi?i tis by Fan--cy fccn: Yet all its difPrenfc
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