THE CHARMS OF MELODY.
STERNE'S MARIA.
''"T^WAS near a tliicket's calm retreat,
L Beneath a poplar tree,
Maiia chofe ner wietched feat.
To mourn her forrows free.
Her loiely form was Iweet to view.
As dawn at op'ning day —
But, ah I ftie mourned htr love not true.
And wept her cares aw ay.
The brook flow'd gently at her feet.
In murmur Imooth along ;
Her pipe, which once flie tuu'd fo fweet.
Had now forgot its long :
No more to charm the vale (he tries,
For grief had fill'd her breaft-r.
Fled are the joys fhe us'd to prize,
For love had rob'd her reft.
Poor haplefs maid ! who can behold
Thy forrows, fo fevere—
Or hear thy love-lorn Ilory told,
' Without a falling tear ?
Maria, lucklefs maid 1 adieu !
Thy forrows foon muit ceafe !
Sure Heav'n will take a maid fo true,
To everlafling peace I 'Moulds.
NAN OF HAMPTON GREEN.
WITH care I fearch'd the village round,
And many hamlets try'd ;
At length a fair I happ'ly found.
Devoid of art and pride :
In neat-built cot.
It is her lot,
A ruftic life to lead ;
With tender care
Her lajnbkins rear,
And vatch her e'^ves to, feed.
Where Thames in lilver current fiow?.
To beautify the fcene,
Tiere blooms this fair, a blufhing rofe,
Sweet Nan,6rHannpton-green.
Her eyes befpeak a foul for love —
I-fcr manner form'd to pieafe ;
In mildnefs equal to the dove,
With innocence and eale.
■ To paint her face,
J-ler form and graoc.
All words are weak and vaLii — '
lEnough to tell
She does excell
The daughter-of the main.
WhsreThamesy&c.
When firft this charjner.I fui'vey'd.
With doubx my mind w as fraught-
Fancy the beauteous maid pourtray'd
A goddefs to. my thought :
In am'rous blils
I feiz'd a kifs, ■,
Which banifh'd all alarms ;
'J hen joyful found
My wifhes crown'd —
A mortal in my;ar-ms. ,
Where Thames, Ifc.
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THE DXJTCPI FISHMONGER.
F all who llrive to live and thrive.
LULLABY.
PEACEFUL flumb'ringon the ocean,
Seamen fear no danger nigh ;
Wind and waves, in gentle motion,
Sooth them with their Lullaby.
I,ullaby, Lullaby, Lullaby, Lullaby,—
Sooth them with t-heir. Lullaby.
Tho' the wind tempeftuous blowing,
Still no danger they delcry —
The guililefs heart its boon bellowing,
Sooths them with its L'.ilhby.
Luilaby, t^c
By cunning to o'er-reach mans-
Wether trade be dead, or trade be alive,
The beft of all trades is a Dutchman's.
With fome 'tisiifh what they can get,
But all is fifh in the Uutchman's-iiet :
]V^t a hie van landerick, dobefslandericlc.
Snick fnack landerick, O licho.
We trade met the Yankee, and deal met the Scot :
Wc cheat all the Taen and the Tender ;
We cheat de jev/ — ar.d better as dat.
We cheat aw ain and onder :
And at Amflerd^m, if he comes dere.
Will cheat dex Duyvil — and all that's all fair-:
Met a hie, &c.
Myn-heer can txink — wlien trink by chance,
Myn-heer by chance can caper ;
.But Ick will not let" him's vrow go dance,
'Till fomebody pay de piper ;
/in'd if ein koopman holts min hand,
A breaks myn pipe, Ick can niet vorftond :
Met a hie, Ci c. ..
D-e-ftrange mans comes vor the fifh dat is nice.
And he looks fharp i>s donder,
Ick praife myn goods, and tak myn price-^
And fell him altinking vlounder :
He call me tief — but. Ick cry yaw, yaw,
And keeps myn hand on de gelt — come fa : '
Met 11 hie, i^c.
CORN RIGGS.
MY Patie is a lover gay.
His mind is never muddy, O.;
His breath is fweeter than new hay —
His face is fair and ruddy, O.
His fhape is hardlome, middle fize —
He's flately in his walking, O ;
The fhining of his een furprize —
'Tis Jieav'n to hear him talking, O.
Laft night I met him on a bawk.
Where yellow corn was growing, O.:
There many a kindly word he ipohe.
That fet my heart a glowing, O.
He kifs'd, and vow'd he would be mine—
And loo'd me beft of ony, O ;
Which gars me like to fing finfyne,
:0,Corn Riggs are bonny, G.
Let maidens 6' a filly mind
Refufe what maift their wanting, O —
Since we for yielding were defign'd,
Wechaftly fbould be granting, O :
Then I'll comply, and marry Pate —
And fyne my cockernony,0 ;
lie's free to touzcl ear' or late,
Where Corn Riggs are bonny, O.
BLOW, BLOW, THOU WINTER'S WIND:
LOW, blow, thou winter's wind —
Thou art not fo unkind
As man's ingratitude.
Thy tooth is not fa:keen,
Lecaufe thou art not feen,
Altho' thy breath be rude.
Heigh, ho ! fing, heigh, ho ! unto the green holiy,
mS. friendfliip is feigning, moft loving mere folly;
Then,heigh, ho"! the holly —
This life, is moll jolly.
'Freeze, freeze, thou bitter fky —
Thou doft not bite fo nigh,
As benefits forgot :
Though thou the waters warp.
Thy fling is not lb fharp,
.As friends remember'd.BOt.
H-Jgh, ko
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