Mirth and Metre consisting of Poems, Serious, Humorous, and Satirical; Songs, Sonnets, Ballads & Bagatelles. Written by C. Dibdin, Jun |
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SWEETLY THE BIRDS WERE SINGING, O! |
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SWEETLY THE BIRDS WERE SINGING, O!
Fair Jeannot she cull'd with fond delight,
Sweetly the birds were singing, O!
A rose so red, and a lily so white,
Sweetly, &c.
Sweetly the birds were singing, O!
A rose so red, and a lily so white,
Sweetly, &c.
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Her cheek and her skin beat the lily and rose,
But the blight mars the loveliest blossom that blows,
And blossoms a lesson to beauty disclose,
Sweetly, &c.
But the blight mars the loveliest blossom that blows,
And blossoms a lesson to beauty disclose,
Sweetly, &c.
Fair Jeannot went out on the morn of May,
Sweetly, &c.
All nature was blooming, and fragrant, and gay,
Sweetly, &c.
Jeannot's spirits than May were more sprightly and warm,
But the sun-shine is often obscur'd by the storm,
And the sun-shine to profit may rapture inform.
Sweetly, &c.
Sweetly, &c.
All nature was blooming, and fragrant, and gay,
Sweetly, &c.
Jeannot's spirits than May were more sprightly and warm,
But the sun-shine is often obscur'd by the storm,
And the sun-shine to profit may rapture inform.
Sweetly, &c.
The lily grew yellow, the rose grew pale,
Sweetly, &c.
The tempest came on and no more in the dale
Sweetly, &c.
So the beauty of Jeannot it faded away;
Care clouded her spirits so gen'rous and gay;
For she met a false swain on the morning of May!
Sweetly, &c.
Sweetly, &c.
The tempest came on and no more in the dale
Sweetly, &c.
So the beauty of Jeannot it faded away;
Care clouded her spirits so gen'rous and gay;
For she met a false swain on the morning of May!
Sweetly, &c.
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