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_aCD-SDL 382 _bSaydisc Records |
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_914653 _aCity Waites |
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_aThomas d'Urfey's Pills to purge melancholy : _blewd songs and low ballads from the 18th century / _cThe City Waites. |
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_bSaydisc Records, _c1990. |
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_a1 sound disc : _bdigital ; _c4 3/4 in. |
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505 | 0 | _a1. Sometimes I am a tapster new -- 2. Honest shepher'd, since you're poor -- 3. Blowzabella my bouncing doxie -- 4. As Oyster Nan stood by her tub -- 5. There was a lass of Islington -- 6. Poor Celia once was very fair -- 7. Oh fie! what mean I foolish maid -- 8. What life can compare with the jolly town rakes -- 9. I hate a fop that at his glass -- 10. Would ye have a young virgin of fifteen years -- 11. Weep all ye nymphs, your floods unbind -- 12. A soldier and a sailor, a tinker and a taylor -- 13. Then Jockey wou'd a wooing away -- 14. With my strings of small wire lo I come -- 15. How vile are the sordid intrigues of the town -- 16. Like a ring without a finger -- 17. Through the cold shady woods -- 18. When for air I take my mare -- 19. Young Collin, cleaving of a beam -- 20. One Sunday at St James's prayers -- 21. There was an old woman liv'd under a hill -- 22. Oh! my panting, panting heart -- 23. Now listen a while, and I will tell -- 24. Oh mother, Roger with his kisses -- 25. Do not rumple my top-knot -- 26. Come jug my honey, let's to bed. | |
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_9771 _aD'Urfey, Thomas |
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_940 _aBawdy songs |
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