The Loyal Garland (Google eBook)
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1850. Excerpt: ... SONG XVII. THE COUNTRY PASTIME. What saist thou, Tom, shal's jig it now? In good troth I'se long to donee; Strike up then, and let it go, And, Jone, do thou advance. Hey how we caper now, Udz foot, my Jo, 'tis fine, No Spanish Don with's rapier now Can take such steps as mine. Come, Hohh and Nell, about skip, That those who do us see Thus take the in and out trip, May think there's none like wee. SONG XVIII. THE MERRY MEETING. At a merry make I say, Where lads and lasses meet, All on an Easter day There Moll and Will did greet. O Will, said she, how is it, Since you and I last met? You know how we did kiss it, The time I'se ne'er forget. 0! Moll, said Will, that true is, I'se know it very well, But now, alas! my woe is, I'se Tis true, quoth Moll, but grieve not, It shall no charges be, Full twenty shillings I've got, And napkins two or three. A spoon to feed the bantling, A cow to give it milk, And wrap it in a mantlin I'se will as soft as silk; And I'se wo still be proud on't, And think it like the father; Then grieve not, Bill, that you a don't, Or we did meet together. Gramarcy, quo Billey, I find it, That you are both kind and stout; Then lets go, ne'r mind it, And do the other bout. SONG XIX. THE CONSIDERATION. If wealth a man cou'd keep alive I'd study only how to thrive: That having got a mighty mass, I might bribe the fates to let me pass. But since we can't prolong our years, Why spend we time in needless sighs and tears, For since destiny Has decreed us to dye, And all must pass o're the old ferry; Hang riches and cares, Since we han't many years, We'll have a short life and a merry. Time keeps its round and destiny, Regards not whether we laugh or cry; And fortune never does bestow A look on what we do below. But men with equal swiftness run To...
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Page 7 - twas from mine he took desires Enough t' undo the amorous world. From me he took his sighs and tears, From thee his pride and cruelty ; From me his languishments and fears, And every killing dart from thee. Thus thou and I the god have arm'd And set him up a deity ; But my poor heart alone is harm'd, Whilst thine the victor is, and free!
Page 48 - The higher he's a-getting, The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he's to setting. That age is best which is the first, When youth and blood are warmer; But being spent, the worse and worst Times still succeed the former. Then be not coy, but use your time, And while ye may, go marry; For, having lost but...
Page 6 - Whilst bleeding hearts around him flowed, For whom fresh pains he did create, And strange tyrannic power he showed ; From thy bright eyes he took his fires, Which round about in sport he hurled ; But 'twas from mine he took desires Enough to undo the amorous world.
Page x - My son, fear thou the LORD and the king : and meddle not with them that are given to change...
Page 57 - But not that passion which with fools' consent Above the reason bears imperious sway, Making their lifetime a perpetual lent, As if a man were born to fast and pray. No, that is not the...
Page 17 - The man in the moon May wear out his shoon, By running after Charles his wain ; But all's to no end, For the times will not mend, Till the king enjoys his own again.
Page 77 - T'other wealth ; nor is't fit That one should have all, For then what would befal Though honour were a prize at first, now 'tis a chattel, And as marchantable grown as your wares or your [cattle. Yet in this we agree, To live quiet and free, To drink sack and submit, And not shew your wit By your prating, but silence and thinking. Let the politick Jews Read...
Page 31 - ... say no ; For it is a trick which women use, What they love they will refuse. Silly youth, why dost thou dally ? Having got time and season fit, Then never stand, sweet, shall I ? shall I ? Nor too much commend an after wit ; For he that will not when he may, When he will he shall have nav.
Page 33 - THE CONTEST. BEAUTY and Love once fell at odds, And thus reviled each other, Quoth Love I am one of the gods, And thou waitst on my mother ; Thou hadst no power on man at all, But what I gave to thee, Nor are you longer sweet or fair, Than men acknowledge me. Away fond boy, then Beauty cry'd...