Ancient Songs: From the Time of King Henry the Third, to the Revolution ...Joseph Ritson J. Johnson, 1790 - 332 psl. |
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... SONGS , MUSIC , AND VOCAL AND INSTRU- MENTAL PERFORMANCE OF THE ENGLISH . ANCIENT I. TO O pretend to frame a Hiftory ... Song , prefixed to " A Select Collection of English Songs , " published in 1783 , by J. Johnfon , p . xlii . fent ...
... SONGS , MUSIC , AND VOCAL AND INSTRU- MENTAL PERFORMANCE OF THE ENGLISH . ANCIENT I. TO O pretend to frame a Hiftory ... Song , prefixed to " A Select Collection of English Songs , " published in 1783 , by J. Johnfon , p . xlii . fent ...
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... Song IX . clafs II . of the following collection . ( 6 ) From its being usually played by blind men , the phrafe blind harper became a term of general ridicule and contempt . Thus Cotton , Virgil Travefiie : Quoth he , blind harpers ...
... Song IX . clafs II . of the following collection . ( 6 ) From its being usually played by blind men , the phrafe blind harper became a term of general ridicule and contempt . Thus Cotton , Virgil Travefiie : Quoth he , blind harpers ...
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... Song - writing during the fifteenth century , may , in fome degree , appear from the following collection ; little additional information is to be gleaned during a period only interefting in battles and murders . Among the Harleian MSS ...
... Song - writing during the fifteenth century , may , in fome degree , appear from the following collection ; little additional information is to be gleaned during a period only interefting in battles and murders . Among the Harleian MSS ...
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... song , which , as an ordinary accomplishment , he expreffes a great defire to learn . se Princes of youghte , can ye finge by rote , Or fhall I faile with you a felolhip affaie , For on the booke I cannot fing a note ; Wolde to God , it ...
... song , which , as an ordinary accomplishment , he expreffes a great defire to learn . se Princes of youghte , can ye finge by rote , Or fhall I faile with you a felolhip affaie , For on the booke I cannot fing a note ; Wolde to God , it ...
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... Song . " In the Turnament of Tottenham we read of melody delicious of fix menys fang ( 8 ) . ( 6 ) See " a fpecimen of a book , intituled , Ane compendious Booke of Godly and Spiritual Sangs , & c . Edinburgh , printed by Andro Hart ...
... Song . " In the Turnament of Tottenham we read of melody delicious of fix menys fang ( 8 ) . ( 6 ) See " a fpecimen of a book , intituled , Ane compendious Booke of Godly and Spiritual Sangs , & c . Edinburgh , printed by Andro Hart ...
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