 | George Dixon - 1842 - 134 pages
...view, Tho' bsUla tears roc from thy arm?, Let not my pretty Susan mourn ; Tho' cannon roar, yet sale from harms, William shall. to his dear return. Love turns aside the bails that round me fly, Lest precious tears should drop from Susan's eye. The boatswain gave Ihc dreadful... | |
 | John Aikin - 1843 - 826 pages
...beauteous object that I view, Vakes in my soul some charm of lovely Sue. " Though battle call me from thy the beau reviv'd harm«, William shall to his dear return. Jve turns aside the balls that round me fly, Lest precious... | |
 | 1844 - 328 pages
...beauteous object that I view Wakes in my soul some charm of lovely Sue. Tho' battle calls me from thy arms, Let not my pretty Susan mourn ; Though cannons...balls that round me fly, Lest precious tears should fall from Susan's eye. The boatswain gave the dreadful word, The sails their swelling bosoms spread... | |
 | 1844 - 344 pages
...artillery ; but we are unable to furnish our readers with the recipe. Gay's sweet ballad says, " Lave turns aside the balls that round me fly. Lest precious tears should fall from Susan's eye." But Tom had as yet paid Love no homage, and we well know that wicked power... | |
 | Half hours - 1847 - 580 pages
...beauteous object that I view, Wakes in my soul some charm of lovely Sue. Though battle call me from thy arms, Let not my pretty Susan mourn : Though cannons...boatswain gave the dreadful word, The sails their swelling bosom spread ; No longer must she stay aboard ; They kiss'd — she sigh'd — he hung his head : The... | |
 | 1847 - 906 pages
...beauteous object that I yiew, Wakes in my soul some charm of lovely Sue. " Though battle calls me from thy arms, Let not my pretty Susan mourn ; Though cannons...precious tears should drop from Susan's eye." The boats wain gave the dreadful word — The sails their swelling bosoms spread — No longer must she... | |
 | Charles Dibdin - 1850 - 424 pages
...of lovely Sue. Though battle calls me from thy arms, Let not my pretty Susan mourn ; Though cannon's roar, yet, safe from harms, William shall to his dear...Lest precious tears should drop from Susan's eye. 277 The boatswain gave the dreadful word, The sails their swelling bosom spread, No longer must she... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1851 - 616 pages
...beauteous object that I view, Wakes in my soul some charm of lovely Sue. Though battle call me from thy arms, Let not my pretty Susan mourn ; Though cannons...eye. The boatswain gave the dreadful word, The sails then- swelling bosom spread ; No longer must she stay aboard ; They kissed, she sighed, he hung his... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1851 - 616 pages
...my soul some charm of lovely Sue. Though battle call me from thy arms, Let not my pretty Susan moum; Though cannons roar, yet, safe from harms, William...boatswain gave the dreadful word, The sails their swelling bosom spread; No longer must she stay aboard ; They kissed, she sighed, he hung his head. Her lessening... | |
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India's coast we sail, . Thy eyes are seen in diamonds bright, Thy breath is Afric's spicy gale, Thy skin is ivory so white. Thus every beauteous object that I view Wakes in my soul some charm of lovely Sue. ' Though battle call me from thy arms Let not... 
