Wit and Mirth or Pills to Purge Melancholy
Volume II
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Volume II: Songs and Poems |
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Songs |
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'All
jolly Rake-hells that sup at,' |
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'Andrew
and Maudlin,' |
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'Ah
! tell me no more of your Duty or Vow,' |
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'Augustus
crown'd with Majesty,' |
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'Alba
Victorious, Alba fam'd in Story,' |
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'Ah
! my dearest, my dearest Celide,' |
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'Apelles
told the Painters fam'd in Greece,' |
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'A
Lad o'th' Town thus made his moan,' |
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'Abroad
as I was walking,' |
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'All
the Town so lewd are grown,' |
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'A
Country Bumpkin that Trees did grub,' |
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'A
Beau dress'd fine met Miss divine,' |
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'As
I gang'd o'er the Links of Leith,' |
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'A
Virgin's Life who would be leaving,' |
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'Away,
ye brave Fox hunting Race,' |
| 'A
Grasshopper, and a Fly,' |
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B |
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'By
all the Pow'rs ! I love you so,' |
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'Bright
Honour provokes me,' |
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'Boast
no more fond Love, thy Power,' |
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'Brute
who descended from Trojan stem,' |
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'Behold,
how all the Stars give way,' |
| 'Born
with the Vices of my kind,' |
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'Crown
your Bowls Loyal souls' |
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'Come
hither all you that love musical Sport,' |
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'Cease
Hymen, cease thy Brow,' |
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'Cold
and Raw the North did blow,' |
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'Chloris,
for fear you should think,' |
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'Chloe's
a Nymph in flowry Groves,' |
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'Clowdy
Saturnia drives her Steeds apace,' |
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'Corrinna
when you left the Town,' |
| 'Cynthia
with an awful Power,' |
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'Dearest
believe without a Reformation,' |
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'Dear
Jemmy when he sees me,' |
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'Did
not you promise me,' |
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'Dear
Jack if you mean,' |
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'Damon
fond of his Peaceful retirement,' |
| 'Drink,
my Boys, Drink and rejoyce,' |
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E |
| 'Elevate
your Joys,' |
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F |
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'Farewell
ye Rocks, ye Seas, and Sands,' |
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'Flora,
beauteous Queen of May,' |
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'Forc'd
by a Cruel lawless Fate,' |
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'Full
Forty long Years,' |
| 'Friend
Sawney come sit near me,' |
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G |
| 'Go
silly Mortall, and ask thy Creator,' |
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'High
on a Throne of glittering Ore,' |
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'High
Renown and Martial Glory,' |
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'Here
is Hymen, here am I,' |
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'Here
is the Rarity of the whole Fair,' |
| 'Have
you seen Battledore Play,' |
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I (J) |
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'Just
when the young and blooming,' |
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'Jenney
and Molly, and Dolly,' |
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'In
vain, in vain fantastick Age,' |
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'If
my Addresses are grateful,' |
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'If
Beauty by Enjoyment can,' |
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'Joy
to great Caesar,' |
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'I
follow'd Fame and got Renown,' |
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'In
the Fields in Frost and Snows,' |
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'I
Love thee well,' |
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'In
a Desart in Greenland,' |
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'In
a Seller at Sodom,' |
| 'If
Gold could lengthen Life,' |
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K |
| 'King
George was crown'd,' |
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'Ladies
of London, both Wealthy and Fair,' |
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'Let
Burgundy flow,' |
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'Lewis
le Grand,' |
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'Loyal
English Boys, sing and Drink,' |
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'Leave,
leave the drawing Room,' |
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'Last
Night a Dream,' |
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'Let
Oliver now be forgotten,' |
| 'Liberty's
the Soul of Living,' |
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'My
Life and my Death were once,' |
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'Myrtillo
Darling of kind Fate,' |
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'Mundunga
was as feat a Jade,' |
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'Me
send you, Sir, one Letter,' |
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'Mars
now is Arming,' |
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'Make
your Honour Miss,' |
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'My
Dear, I've sent the Letter,' |
| 'Monsieur
now disgorges fast,' |
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'Near
to the Town of Windsor,' |
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'No,
silly Cloris,' |
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'New
Reformation begins thro' the,' |
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'Now
the ground is hard froze,' |
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'Now
comes joyful Peace,' |
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'Neptune
frown, and Boreas roar,' |
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'Now
the Summer solstice,' |
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'Now
Second Hannibal is come,' |
| 'Now,
now the Tories all shall stoop,' |
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O |
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'On
a Bank in flowry June,' |
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'One
Holiday last Summer,' |
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'Of
all our modern Storys,' |
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'Of
all Comforts I miscarried,' |
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'Of
noble Race was Shinking,' |
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yes ! Oh yes ! Oh yes ! I cry.' |
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'Prattles
and Tattles,' |
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'Peggy
in Devotion,' |
| 'Phillis
when your ogling Eye,' |
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'Royal
Flora dry up your Tears,' |
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'Rouse
up great Genius of' |
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'Room,
room, room for a Rover,' |
| 'Run
Lovers, run before her,' |
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'Some
blooming Honour get,' |
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'State
and Ambition, alas,' |
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'Sit
down my dear Sylvia,' |
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'Shone,
a Welch Runt, and Hans a Dutch Boor,' |
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'Smile
Lucinda, Revel with thy happy Race,' |
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'Steer,
steer the Yacht to reach the strand,' |
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'Stubborn
Church-division,' |
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'Strike
up drowsie Gut-scrapers,' |
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'Stella,
with Heart controling Grace,' |
| 'Smug,
rich and fantastick old Fumbler,' |
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'The
Sages of Old,' |
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'The
Golden Age is come,' |
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'Tho'
Caelia Art you shew,' |
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'The
Parliament sate,' |
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'To
Cullies and Bullies,' |
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'Trooping
with bold Commanders,' |
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'To
tell a Tale of Windsor my Muse,' |
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'The
Infant spring was shining,' |
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'Tantivee,
tivee, tivee, tivee, high and low,' |
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'Twas
when Summer was rosie,' |
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'The
Larks awake the drowzy Morn,' |
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'The
Instrument with which to sing,' |
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'The
Thundring Jove,' |
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'Tis
not a Kiss, or gentle Squeez,' |
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'Tis
gone, the Black and Gloomy Year,' |
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'The
Joys of Court, or City,' |
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'There's
such Religion in my Love,' |
| 'The
World was hush'd, and Nature lay,' |
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U (V) |
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'Upon
a sunshine Summers Day,' |
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'Ulm
is gone, but basely won,' |
| 'Valiant
Jockey's march'd away,' |
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'When
Harrold was invaded,' |
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'When
the World first knew Creation,' |
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'When
the Kine had giv'n a Pail full,' |
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'When
I make a fond Address,' |
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'We
all to conqu'ring Beauty bow,' |
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'Why
! why ! oh ye Pow'rs,' |
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'When
vile Stella, kind and tendre,' |
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'Whilst
their Flocks were feeding,' |
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'Whilst
the French their Arms discover,' |
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'Wae
is me, what ails our Northern Loons,' |
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'When
Sylvia in Bathing, her Charms,' |
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'When
Soll to Thetis Pool,' |
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'When
for Air I take my Mare,' |
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'Why
are my Eyes still flowing,' |
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'Walking
down the Highland Town,' |
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'Whilst
Content is wanting,' |
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'Was
it some Cherubin,' |
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'When
I Visit Proud Caelia,' |
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'What
ails the foolish Woman,' |
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'Whilst
abroad Renown and Glory,' |
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'While
I with wounding Grief did look,' |
| 'What's
the worth of Health or Living,' |
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'You
that delight in a,' |
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'Ye
pretty Birds that Chirp and sing,' |
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'Ye
Britains, how long shall I tire' |
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'You
the glorious Sons of Honour,' |
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'Yet
we Love ye most,' |
| 'You
Write of Rural springs,' |
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Poems |
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'As
some stout Warriour,' |
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'A
Tragick Scene of Woe,' |
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'As
some Deserter mutining for Pay,' |
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'At
this odd Time of Bustle,' |
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'Each
Critick here, methinks,' |
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'In
the first happy Golden Age,' |
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'I
am a Thing, yet drest in,' |
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'In
this Grave Age,' |
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'In
Days when Birds and,' |
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'Oh
every tuneful Bard that Sings,' |
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'On
Estcourt's Day, and to such Company,' |
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'Our
Poetess, designing to expose,' |
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'Pish,
I had e'en as good go out again,' |
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'The
kumerous Author of this,' |
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'When
Britain's prosperous Fortune,' |
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'When
Wit and Science flourish'd' |
| 'Y'have
seen me Dance, and ye have,' |
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Source:
Thomas D'Urfey, ed. Wit and Mirth: or Pills to Purge Melancholy,
vols. 1-6. New York: Folklore Library Publishers, 1959.
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