State Tracts Containing Many Necessary Observations and Reflections on the State of our Affairs at Home and Abroad; With some Secret Memoirs. By the Author of the Examiner [i.e. William Oldisworth] |
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Another Song.
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Another Song.
[We are pleas'd with a Glass]
We are pleas'd with a Glass
And we Ogle the Lass
That has Wit and a delicate Feature,
While Musick and Wine
Do joyntly combine
T'inspire the fair she with good Nature.
And we Ogle the Lass
That has Wit and a delicate Feature,
While Musick and Wine
Do joyntly combine
T'inspire the fair she with good Nature.
Then Love darts a Smile
Does our Senses beguile
That we cannot tell what is the matter,
We Laugh and we Play
And something we say
To discover our Mirth or our Folly.
Does our Senses beguile
That we cannot tell what is the matter,
We Laugh and we Play
And something we say
To discover our Mirth or our Folly.
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But when the Nymph's gone
And we left all alone
We return to our old Melancholy,
We're thoughtful in vain
'Till she comes back again
Then we ramp like young Bacchus as jolly.
And we left all alone
We return to our old Melancholy,
We're thoughtful in vain
'Till she comes back again
Then we ramp like young Bacchus as jolly.
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