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Wit and Mirth
or Pills to Purge Melancholy

Volume V

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


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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