PHILLIS is my only joy, Faithless as the winds or seas, Sometimes coming, sometimes coy, Yet she never fails to please; If with a frown I am cast down, Phillis smiling And beguiling Makes me happier than before. Though alas ! too late I find Nothing can...
A Collection of English Songs: With an Appendix of Original Pieces - Seite 53
von Alexander Dalrymple - 1796 - 221 Seiten