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THE
CHARMS OF MELODY,
O R
SIREN M E D L E r.
The Plin of the Publillier is to c-mbtidy in one Grand Folio Volamc, all the Songs, ancient and modern, in the Englifh Lanauagf,
worth prefervirg— formiDgan Univcrlal Magazine of Love, Sentimental, War, Hunting, Bacchanalian, Humorous, Sea, £.',d Political
Song^i as well js Old Englifh, Irilh, and ; cotch Ballad;, Legendaries, &c. &c. To which will be added, a complete Index.
The Mid Watch.
' VV HEN 'tis night and the mid-warch is come,
And chilling mifts hang o'er the darkcn'd main,
Then failors think of their far diftant home.
And of thofe friends they may ne'er fee again ,•
But when the fight's begun.
Each fcrving at his gtin.
Should any thougtst of them come o'er our mind,
We think that fhould the day be won.
How 'tiiill cheer
Their hearts to hear.
That their old companion he was one.
Or my lad, if you a miftrefs kind
Have left on fhore fume pretty girl and true.
Who many a night doth liften to the wind ;
And fighs to think how it may fare with you:
O when the fight's begun,
Each ferving at his gun.
Should any thought of her come o'er your mind.
Think only fhould the day be won,
riow 'twill cheer
Her heart to hear,
Thar her own true failor he was one.
William of the Ferry.
OFT' as on Thames's banks I ftray.
Where nymphs and fwains appear.
From all their fports I turn away.
If William be not there :
The nymphs all laugli.
The Avains all quaff
Their cider, ale, and perry,
They nod and wink.
While health they drink,
To William of the ferry.
When on the ftream the you'ths attend
Their manly (kill to fhew,
\yith rival force the oar they bend,
And o'er the furface row :
But none, I'm fure,
E'er ply the oar.
Or fteer fo well the wherry,
As he who won
The prize alone.
Young William of the ferry.
Such blip's to me his fmiles impart,
Whene'er he talks of love.
That now I find my yielding heart
Does all his hopes approve:
So Hymen's bands
Shall join our hands:
Then I'll be blithe and merry.
And fing thro' life.
The happy wife
To William of the ferry.
When fcarce a Handfpilce high™
WHEN fcarce a handfpike high.
Death with old dad made free ;
So what does I do, but I
Pikes me off to fea :
Says [ to fweetheart Poll,
If ever [ come back,
We'll laugh and fing tol lol de rol.
If not, remember Jack.
I'd fortune fmooth and rough,
The wind would chop and veer :
Till hard knocks I'd nap'd enough,
On board a privateer :
Propt with a wooden peg'.
Poll I thought would bid me pack,
So was forc'd d'ye fee, to beg,
And 'twas, pray remember Jack.
I ax't, as folks hove by,
And fhew'd my wooden pin ;
Young girls wou'd fometimes figh.
And gaping lubbers grin :
In vain I'd often bawl.
My hopes were ta'en a-back.
And my fhare of coppers fmall,
So pray remember Jack.
One day, my lockers bare.
And togs all tatter'd grown,
I twigg'd a pinnace fair.
Well rigg'd. a bearing down :
'Twas Poll— fhe look'd fo fpruce.
What, th\is, faid fhe, come back »
My tongue forgot its ufe.
And, pray remember Jack.
What matters much to prate,
She'd fhiners fav'd a few ;
Soon 1 became her mate,
Wa'n't Poll a fweetheart true i
Then a friend I'd ferv'd before,
From A long voyage trips back,
Shar'd with 1 his gold galore.
For he well remember'd Jack.
So what tho' I loft my leg,
It feem'd my fortune to mend,
And was forc'd, d'ye fee, to beg,
1 gain'd a wife and friend :
Here's the King, Old England, Poll,
My fhipmate juft come back :
Then laugh and fing tol lol de rol,
And pray remember Jack.
PUBLISHED at H^-IO, B E D FO R D . R O IV, Duhitn,
Where the preceding Numbers can be had.
THE
CHARMS OF MELODY,
O R
SIREN M E D L E r.
The Plin of the Publillier is to c-mbtidy in one Grand Folio Volamc, all the Songs, ancient and modern, in the Englifh Lanauagf,
worth prefervirg— formiDgan Univcrlal Magazine of Love, Sentimental, War, Hunting, Bacchanalian, Humorous, Sea, £.',d Political
Song^i as well js Old Englifh, Irilh, and ; cotch Ballad;, Legendaries, &c. &c. To which will be added, a complete Index.
The Mid Watch.
' VV HEN 'tis night and the mid-warch is come,
And chilling mifts hang o'er the darkcn'd main,
Then failors think of their far diftant home.
And of thofe friends they may ne'er fee again ,•
But when the fight's begun.
Each fcrving at his gtin.
Should any thougtst of them come o'er our mind,
We think that fhould the day be won.
How 'tiiill cheer
Their hearts to hear.
That their old companion he was one.
Or my lad, if you a miftrefs kind
Have left on fhore fume pretty girl and true.
Who many a night doth liften to the wind ;
And fighs to think how it may fare with you:
O when the fight's begun,
Each ferving at his gun.
Should any thought of her come o'er your mind.
Think only fhould the day be won,
riow 'twill cheer
Her heart to hear,
Thar her own true failor he was one.
William of the Ferry.
OFT' as on Thames's banks I ftray.
Where nymphs and fwains appear.
From all their fports I turn away.
If William be not there :
The nymphs all laugli.
The Avains all quaff
Their cider, ale, and perry,
They nod and wink.
While health they drink,
To William of the ferry.
When on the ftream the you'ths attend
Their manly (kill to fhew,
\yith rival force the oar they bend,
And o'er the furface row :
But none, I'm fure,
E'er ply the oar.
Or fteer fo well the wherry,
As he who won
The prize alone.
Young William of the ferry.
Such blip's to me his fmiles impart,
Whene'er he talks of love.
That now I find my yielding heart
Does all his hopes approve:
So Hymen's bands
Shall join our hands:
Then I'll be blithe and merry.
And fing thro' life.
The happy wife
To William of the ferry.
When fcarce a Handfpilce high™
WHEN fcarce a handfpike high.
Death with old dad made free ;
So what does I do, but I
Pikes me off to fea :
Says [ to fweetheart Poll,
If ever [ come back,
We'll laugh and fing tol lol de rol.
If not, remember Jack.
I'd fortune fmooth and rough,
The wind would chop and veer :
Till hard knocks I'd nap'd enough,
On board a privateer :
Propt with a wooden peg'.
Poll I thought would bid me pack,
So was forc'd d'ye fee, to beg,
And 'twas, pray remember Jack.
I ax't, as folks hove by,
And fhew'd my wooden pin ;
Young girls wou'd fometimes figh.
And gaping lubbers grin :
In vain I'd often bawl.
My hopes were ta'en a-back.
And my fhare of coppers fmall,
So pray remember Jack.
One day, my lockers bare.
And togs all tatter'd grown,
I twigg'd a pinnace fair.
Well rigg'd. a bearing down :
'Twas Poll— fhe look'd fo fpruce.
What, th\is, faid fhe, come back »
My tongue forgot its ufe.
And, pray remember Jack.
What matters much to prate,
She'd fhiners fav'd a few ;
Soon 1 became her mate,
Wa'n't Poll a fweetheart true i
Then a friend I'd ferv'd before,
From A long voyage trips back,
Shar'd with 1 his gold galore.
For he well remember'd Jack.
So what tho' I loft my leg,
It feem'd my fortune to mend,
And was forc'd, d'ye fee, to beg,
1 gain'd a wife and friend :
Here's the King, Old England, Poll,
My fhipmate juft come back :
Then laugh and fing tol lol de rol,
And pray remember Jack.
PUBLISHED at H^-IO, B E D FO R D . R O IV, Duhitn,
Where the preceding Numbers can be had.
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Description | Also: William of the ferry. Also: When scarce a handspike high. |
Description | Scottish songs and music of the 18th and early 19th centuries, including music for the Highland bagpipe. These are selected items from the collection of John Glen (1833 to 1904). Also includes a few manuscripts, some treatises, and other books on the subject. |
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Description | The Glen Collection and the Inglis Collection represent mainly 18th and 19th century Scottish music, including Scottish songs. The collections of Berlioz and Verdi collected by bibliographer Cecil Hopkinson contain contemporary and later editions of the works of the two composers Berlioz and Verdi. |
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