Wit and Mirth or Pills to Purge Melancholy
Volume V
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Volume V: Songs |
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'All
Christians and Lay-Elders too,' |
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'As
I went by an Hospital,' |
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'A
Shepherd kept Sheep on a,' |
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'As
I was a walking under a Grove,' |
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'A
Councel grave our King did hold,' |
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'A
Heroe of no small Renown,' |
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'As
the Fryer he went along,' |
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'A
Bonny Lad came to the Court,' |
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'A
Pox on those Fools, who exclaim,' |
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'Amongst
the pure ones all,' |
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'As
Oyster Nan stood by her Tub,' |
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'Ah
! Caelia how can you be,' |
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'Are
you grown so Melancholy,' |
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'As
Collin went from his Sheep,' |
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'A
Wife I do hate,' |
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'A
Thousand several ways I try'd,' |
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'A
Whig that's full,' |
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'As
Cupid roguishly one Day,' |
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'A
Young Man sick and like to die,' |
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'At
Noon in a sultry Summer's Day' |
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'Ah
! how lovely sweet and dear,' |
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'Advance,
advance, advance gay,' |
| 'Ah
! foolish Lass what mun I do,' |
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'Bold
impudent Fuller invented,' |
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'By
Moon-light on the Green,' |
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'Bonny
Peggy Ramsey that any,' |
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'By
shady Woods and purling,' |
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'Belinda
! why do you distrust,' |
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'Born
to surprise the Worlds.' |
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'Bring
out your Coney-Skins.' |
| 'Bonny
Scottish Lads, that keens.' |
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'Come
bring us Wine in Plenty, ' |
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'Come
pretty Birds present your,' |
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'Come
fill up the Bowl with,' |
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'Cease
lovely Strephon, cease to,' |
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'Cease
whirling Damon to complain,' |
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'Caelia
my Heart has often rang'd,' |
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'Corinna,
if my Fate's to love you,' |
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'Caelia's
Charms are past expressing,' |
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'Come
Beaus, Virtuoso's, rich Heirs,' |
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'Cease,
cease of Cupid to complain,' |
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'Came,
come ye Nymphs,' |
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'Chloe
blush'd, and frown'd, and swore,' |
| 'Caelia
hence with Affectation,' |
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'Did
you not hear of a gallant,' |
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'Divine
Astrea hither flew,' |
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'Draw
Cupid draw, and make,' |
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'Damon
if you will believe me,' |
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'Drunk
I was last Night that's,' |
| 'Delia
tir'd Strephon with her,' |
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'Fair
Caelia too fondly contemns,' |
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'Fly
Damon fly, 'tis Death to stay,' |
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'Fear
not Mortal, none shall harm,' |
| 'Farewel
ungrateful Traytor,' |
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'Gilderoy
was a bonny Boy,' |
| 'Good
Neighbour why do you,' |
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'How
now Sister Betteris, why look,' |
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'Heaven
first created Woman to,' |
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'Hears
not my Phillis how,' |
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'How
happy's the Mortal whose,' |
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'He
himself courts his own Ruin,' |
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'How
happy and free is the,' |
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'How
charming Phillis is,' |
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'Hither
turn thee, hither turn thee,' |
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'Here
lies William de Valence,' |
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'Ho
my dear Joy, now what dost,' |
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'Here's
a Health to the Tackers,' |
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'Here
are People and Sports of,' |
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'Hark
! now the Drums beat up again,' |
| 'How
often have I curs'd that sable Deceit,' |
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'I
am a young Lass of Lynn,' |
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'I
am a jovial Cobler bold and,' |
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'It
was a Rich Merchant Man,' |
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'If
Sorrow the Tyrant invade,' |
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'In
the pleasant Month of May,' |
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'It
was a happy Golden Day,' |
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'I
prithee send me back my Heart,' |
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'In
Chloris all soft Charms agree,' |
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'I
lik'd, but never lov'd before,' |
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'Iris
beware when Strephon pursues,' |
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'I
am one in whom Nature has,' |
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'In
vain, in vain, the God I ask,' |
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'In
the Devil's Country there,' |
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'In
elder Time, there was of Yore,' |
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'Ianthia
the lovely, the Joy of,' |
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'Jockey
met with Jenny fair,' |
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'I
met with the Devil in the,' |
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'Jilting
is in such a Fashion,' |
| 'Jockey
loves his Moggy dearly,' |
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'Let
the Females attend,' |
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'Let's
be jolly, fill our Glasses,' |
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'Let's
sing of Stage-Coaches,' |
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'Last
Christmas 'twas my chance,' |
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'Lately
as thorough the fair,' |
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'Let
Soldiers fight for Pay and Praise,' |
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'Long
had Damon been admir'd,' |
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'Laurinda,
who did love Disdain,' |
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'Let
Ambition fire thy Mind,' |
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'Long
was the Day e'er Alexis,' |
| 'Let's
be merry, blith and jolly,' |
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'My
friend if you would understand,' |
| 'Marriage
it seems is for better,' |
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'No
more let Damon's Eyes pursue,' |
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'Nay
pish, nay pish, nay pish Sir,' |
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'No,
no every Morning my,' |
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'Now
my Freedom's regain'd,' |
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'No,
Phillis, tho' you've all the Charms,' |
| 'Now
to you ye dry Wooers,' |
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'Once
more to these Arms my,' |
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'One
Night in my Ramble I,' |
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'Oh
! let no Eyes be dry,' |
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'Old
Lewis le Grand, he raves like,' |
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'Of
old Soldiers, the Song you,' |
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'Of
late in the Park a fair Fancy,' |
| 'Oh
! how you protest and solemnly,' |
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'Philander
and Sylvia, a gentle,' |
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'Poor
Jenny and I we toiled,' |
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'Pretty
Floramel, no Tongue can,' |
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'Plague
us not with idle Stories,' |
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'Poor
Mountfort is gone, and the,' |
| 'Pretty
Parrot say, when I was,' |
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'State
and Ambition, all Joy to,' |
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'Stay,
stay, shut the Gates,' |
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'Slaves
to London I'll deceive you,' |
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'Stay,
ah stay, ah turn, ah whither,' |
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'See
how fair and fine she lies,' |
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'Since
Caelia only has the Art,' |
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'Some
brag of their Chloris,' |
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'See,
Sirs, see here ! a Doctor rare,' |
| 'Swain
thy hopeless Passion smother,' |
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'The
Suburbs is a fine Place,' |
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'There
can be no Glad man,' |
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'Then
Jockey wou'd a wooing away,' |
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'There
was a Lass of Islington,' |
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'There
was a Lord of worthy Fame,' |
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'There
was a Jovial Tinker,' |
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'There
is a fine Doctor now come,' |
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'There
was a Knight and he,' |
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'Think
wretched Mortal, think,' |
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'To
the Wars I must alass,' |
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'Though
the Pride of my Passion fair,' |
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'Tell
me ye Sicilian Swains,' |
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'To
the Grove, gentle Love, let,' |
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'Tell
me no more of Flames in,' |
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'Tho'
Fortune and Love may be,' |
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'That
little Patch upon your Face,' |
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'Tho'
over all Mankind, besides my,' |
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'There
lives an Ale-draper near,' |
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'The
Caffalier was gone, and the,' |
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'The
Devil he pull'd off his Jacket,' |
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'The
Jolly, Jolly Breeze,' |
| 'The
Jolly, Jolly Bowl,' |
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| 'Upon
a Holiday, when Nymphs,' |
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'Where
gott'st thou the Haver-mill,' |
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'When
first Mardyke was made,' |
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'When
Maids live to Thirty, yet never,' |
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'What
Life can compare, with the,' |
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'With
my Strings of small Wire,' |
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'When
that young Damon bless'd,' |
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'Would
you be a Man in Fashion,' |
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'When
first I fair Celinda knew,' |
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'When
busy Fame o'er all the,' |
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'Why
am I the only Creature,' |
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'Where
would coy Amyntas run,' |
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'When
gay Philander left the Plain,' |
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'Wealth
breeds Care, Love, Hope,' |
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'When
first Amyntas charmed my,' |
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'Why
so pale and wan fond Lover,' |
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'When
I languish'ed and wish'd you,' |
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'When
first I saw her charming Face,' |
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'While
the Love is thinking,' |
| 'When
Jemmy first began to love,' |
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'You
Master Colours pray,' |
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'Ye
brave Boys and Tars,' |
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'Young
Coridon and Phillis, |
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'Your
Hay it is mow'd, and your, |
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'You
happy Youths, whose Hearts, |
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'Young
Ladies that live in the, |
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'You
I love by all that's true, |
| 'You've
been with dull Prologues, |
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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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