: i?: )' : %:m^y;m > /-v-''/^:-:'^---;-^ <JT<«m. tt*£.& THE GLEN COLLECTION OF SCOTTISH MUSIC Presented by Lady Dorothea Ruggles- Brise to the National Library of Scotland, in memory of her brother, Major Lord George Stewart Murray, Black Watch, killed in action in France in 1914. r 28th January 1927. ; Songs Compleat, Pleasant and Divertive SET TO M U S I C K By Dr. John Blow, Mr. Henry Purcell, and other Excellent Masters of the Town. Ending with some ORATIONS, made and spoken by me several times upon the Publick Stage in the Theater. To- gether with some Copies of VERSES, PRO- LOGUES, and Epilogues, as well for my own Plays as those of other Poets, being all Humerous and Comical. VOL III. Written by Mr. D'URFEY. LONDON: Printed by W. Pearson, for J, Tonson, at Shakespear's Head, against Catherine Street in the Strand, 17 19. 1 AN Alphabetical TABLE OF THE SONGS and POEMS BOOKContaind in this Page Wake my Lute, arise my string, 35 A Adzooks ches went the other day, 4i As I walk'dforth one summer's day, 54 A Beggar got a Beadle, 63 Allyou that loifd our Queen alive, 76 As I sat at my Spinning- Wheel, A Beggar, a Beggar, a Beggar I'll be, 100 As sad Amyntor in a Meadow lay, 159 As I walk'd in the Woods one Evening, 169 Adieu to the Pleasures and Follies of, 179 A Pox of the fooling andplotting, 186 A Curse 071 all Cares, . 191 A Pox of dull mortals of the grave, 194 As May in all her youthful Dress, 199 A Gentle Breezefrom the Lavinian Sea, 213 A Soldier and a Sailor, a Tinker and. 22 A 1 An Alphabetical TABLE. Ah Jenny gin your Eyes do kill, 262 At London chdve bin, 267 All Hands up aloft, swab the, 304 As I went der yon misty Moor, 307 B BEneath a Mirtie Shade, 171 Believe me Jenny, for I tell, 193 Bonny Lad, prithee lay thy Pipe down, 231 Bonny Lads and Damsels, 238 Bonny Lass gin thou wert mine, 2 57 COme buy my new Ballad, 1 Come listen a while tho' the Weather, 4 Chloris now thou artfled away, 1 $4 Calm was the Ev'ning, and clear was, 1 61 Come Sweet Lass, this bonny Weather, 217 Come ifyou dare, our Trumpets sound, 289 D D Amon why willyou diefor Love, 91 FRom France, from Spain, from Rome, 31 Forth from the dark and dismal Cell, 43 Four and twenty Fidlers all in a Row, 61 From Twelve years old, loft have, 72 Frier Bacon walks again, 82 Fairest Work of happy Nature, 207 Fairest Jenny ! thou mun love me, 229 /"""* Reat Alexander'.* Horse, 285 H that a Tinker, a Tinker would be, 52 HE Ho Boy, hey Boy, come, come, 8 He that intends to take a Wife, 106 How Happy's the Mortal, that lives, 125 He that is a deer Cavalier will not, 1 29 Have you e'er seen the Morning Sun, 157 How 7 An Alphabetical TABLE. How unhappy a Lover am /, 167 Hail to the Myrtle Shade, 185 He that is reso Iv'd to Wed 19° How lovely's a Woman before, 206 How long must Woman wish in vain, 242 Here's a Health to Jolly Bacchus, 274 Her Eyes are like the Morning bright, 284 291 How blest are Shepherds, how happyy I IF I live to grow Old, for Ifind, 1 If I live to be Old, which I never, 19 / love a Lass but cannot show it, 40 I am a lusty lively Lad, 45 In the merry Month tf/May, 5 1 / had a Chloris my Delight, 57 If Musick be the Food of Love, 75 / went to the Alehouse as an honest, 87 In Faith 'tis true, I am in Love, in Pll tell you a Story if it be true, 121 / tell thee Dick where I have been, 1 32 I'll sing you a Sonnet that ne'er was, 138 In a humour I was late, 143 / saw the Lass whom dear I loifd, 219 / often for my Jenny strove, 264 Jockey was as brisk and blith a Lad, 280 If Love's a sweet Passion, why does, 288 LET Wine turn a Spark, and Ale, 6 Lay that sullen Garland by thee, 56 Leave offfond Hermite, leave thy Vow, 79 Like a Ring without a Finger, 84 Lament, lament you Scholars all, 136 Love thee / good Sooth, not I, 155 Let us drink and be merry, 177 Let's Love, and let's Laugh, \ 80 Let the daring Advent'rers be toss'd, 181 Let's consecrate a mighty Bowl, 311 My An Alphabetical TABLE. M MY Masters and Friends, 1 45 Methinks the poor Town has been, 173 My Life and my Death, are both, 198 Man {Man, Man) is for the Woman, 223 N NOW that Love's Holiday is come, 102 Now listen a while, and I, 147 Now God above that made all things, 246 O OLD Stories tell how Hercules, 10 Of all the Trades that ever I see, 20 Of all the Recreations which, 126 O the Titne that is past, 174 Oh Mother, Roger with his Kisses, 203 Oh Fie / what mean Ifoolish Maid, 243 Ods hartly wounds, Ize not to plowing, 278 raree Show, brave Show, 312 PHillis atfirst seem'd much afraid, 70 Poor Caelia once was very fairt 153 Pastoral Beauties when unblown, 1 84 Pretty Armida will be kind, 216 Q Q Uoth John to Joan, wilt thou, 115 RAnging the Plain one Summers, 188 S Ince love hath in thine, and, 50 Sv^J> Since roving of late, 94 Some Men they do delight in Hounds, 141 Sabina in the dead of Night, 210 Sawney is a Bonny, Bonny Lad, 226 Since there's so small difference, 240 Sir Eglamore, that valia?it Knight, 293 Sing, sing, whilst we trip it, trip, 299 There's 178 An Alphabetical TABLE. Here's many Clinching Verse is made, 24 T The sleeping Thames one Morn, 65 Thefour and twentieth day of May, 96 Tom and Will were Shepherds Swains, 1 12 Tho' Sylvia's Eyes a Flame could raise, 1 5 Thus all our lives long we're Fro lick, 162 Take not a Woman's Anger ill, 225 The Bonny grey Ey'd Morn began, J 234 The Sun was just Setting, the Reaping, 236 Tho' Jockey su'd ?ne long, he met, 245 Tell me Jenny, tell me roundly, 259 The bright Laurinda, whose hardfate, 261 There was a Jovial Beggar, 265 Tell me no more, no more, 1 am deceiv'd, 269 Then beauteous Nymph look from above, 270 There was a bonny Blade, 276 Tobacco is but an Indian Weed, 1292 The Danger is over, the Battle, 296 To Kiss, to Kiss is pretty, 'tis pretty, 308 u Ndone / undone! the Lawyers are, 33 u Virgins, if e'er at length it prove, 60 W WHen my Hairs they grow Hoary, 1 Willyou give me leave, 27 Why should we boast of Arthur, 1 1 Where ever I am, or whatever I do, 164 Weep all ye Nymphs, your Floods unbind, 201 Why is yourfaithful Slave disdain'd, 211 When Money has done whate'er it can, 214 Why does Willy shun his dear, 232 With an Old Song, made by an Old, 271 Wully and Georgy now beath are gean, 297 What ungrateful Devil moves you, 302 YOnder comes- a courteous Knight, 37 You understand no tender Vows, 92 Ym 4 An Alphabetical TABLE. You talk of New England, 120 Ye happy Swains, whose Nymphs, 196 Your Gamester, provoked by his Loss, 204 Young I am and unskilVd, 228 England who merry 281 You mad Caps of ', You Lasses and Lads take leave, 301 You Ladies who are young andgay, 3 1 POEMS. AS I lay Musing all alone, 325 Blandusia ! Nymph of thisfair Spring, 338 Better our Heads than Hearts, 345 Display the Standard, let the, 347 Down came Grave Ancient Sir, 332 Fetch me Ben. Johnson's Skull, and 327 Ifyou will be still, 346 Madam, your Beatcty, I confess, 352 No sooner were the doubtful People, •" 329 v Of all the Factions. z>z the Town, 334 On Verse depending, Orpheus urg'd, 348 Read, fairest of the Graces, 339 See, Britains, see, one half before, ^yj Shou'd Addison's Immortal Verse, 351 Sure Heavens unerring Voice, 350 To allyoung Men that love to Wooe, 342 There are I know, Fools that do, 344 The Country People once a Wolf 345 The Conquering Genius of our, 350 SONGS ; ^iiliiil*ifti*ii'M Songs Compleat, Pleasant and Divertive, &c. VOL. III. The CLOAK's KNAVERY. sSH BUS i=£ m I p^Mm^s^^ m$ ilp^i^I Z±v »»» QME buy my new Ballad, I hav't m my Wallet, But 'twill not I fear please every Pallat Then mark what ensu'th, £***** J I swear by my Youth, That every Line in my Ballad is truth : A ballad of Wit, a brave Ballad of worth, 'Tis newly printed, and newly come forth. 'Twas made of a Cloak that fell out with a Gown, That crampt all the Kingdom and crippVd the Crown^ vol. ni. B I'll ; : :: 2 Songs Comftleat, I'll tell you in brief, A story of Grief, Which happen'd when Cloak was Commander in Chief; It tore Common Prayers, Imprison'd Lord Mayors, In one day it Voted down Prelates and Players It made People perjur'd in point of Obedience, And the Covenant did cut off the Oath of Allegiance.