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" Though battle call me from thy arms, Let not my pretty Susan mourn; Though cannons roar, yet, safe from harms, William shall to his dear return. Love turns aside the balls that round me fly, Lest precious tears should drop from Susan's eye. "
The Knickerbocker: Or, New-York Monthly Magazine - Pagina 373
1844
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Preface. A historical essay on the origin and progress of national song ...

1783
...fkin is ivory fo white. P 4 Thus Thus every beauteous objeft that I view, Wakes in my foul fome charm of lovely Sue. Though battle call me from thy arms, Let not my pretty Sufan mourn ; Though cannons roar, yet fafe from harms William mall to his dear return. Love turns...
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A Complete Edition of the Poets of Great Britain..: Pope. Gay. Pattison ...

1794
...gale, Thy (kin is rvory fo white. Thus every beauteous objefl that I view, Wakes in my foul lome charm of lovely Sue. Though battle call me from thy arms, Let not my pretty Sufan mourn; Though cannons roar, yet. fafe from harm«, William lhall to his dear return. Love turn»...
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The Works of the British Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and ..., Volume 8

1795
...Thy fein is ivory fo white. Thus every beauteous objeél that I view, Wakes in my foul 1'ome charm of lovely Sue. Though battle call me from thy arms, Let not my pretty Sufan mourn ; Though cannons roar, yet, fafe from harms, William (hall to his dear return. Love turns...
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Bell's Edition: The Poets of Great Britain Complete from Chaucer to ...

1797
...present wheresoe'er I go. 30 vi. . . If to far India's coast we sail, Thy eyes are seen in di'monds bright, Thy breath is Afric's spicy gale, Thy skin is ivory, so white. Thus ev'ry beauteous object that I view Wakes in my soul some charm of lovely Sue: vII. Tho' bailie call...
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The Works of the Poets of Great Britain and Ireland

Samuel Johnson - 1800
...gale, Thy (kin is ivory fo white. Thue every beauteous object that I view, Wakes in my foul fume charm of lovely Sue. Though battle call me from thy arms, Let not my pretty Sufan mourn ; Though cannons roar, yet, fafe from harrai, William (hall to his Dear return. Love turns...
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The Port Folio

1814
...they tell thee so, For thou art present whereso'cr I go. VI. If to far 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 cv'ry beauteous object which I view, Wakes in my soul seme charm of lovely Sue. VII. Nee, mea lux,...
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The Port Folio

1814
...present whcreso'er I go. VI. If to far India's coast we sail, Thy eyes are seen in diamonds blight; Thy breath is Afric's spicy gale: Thy skin is ivory so white. Thus ev'ry beauteous object which I view, Wakes in my soul scms charm of lovely Sue. . _m__._ i_._ _.._...
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The Myrtle and Vine: Or, Complete Vocal Library, Containing ..., Volume 2

Charles Henry Wilson - 1803
...they tell thee SO) For thou art present, wheresoe'er I go. If to far 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, ev'ry beauteous object that I view,. Wakes in my soul some charms of lovely Sue;. Tho' battles call...
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The goldfinch, being a collection of the most esteemed modern songs in the ...

Goldfinch - 1805
...they tell thee so, For thou art present wheresoe'er I go. If to fair 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 ev'ry beauteous object that I view, Wakes in my soul some charm of lovely Sue. Though battle calls...
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The works of the poets of Great Britain and Ireland. With prefaces ..., Volume 7

Great Britain - 1804
...gale, Thy fkin is ivory fo white. Thus every beauteous ohjeift that I view, Wakes in my foul fume charm of lovely Sue. Though battle call me from thy arms, Let not my pretty Sufao mourn ; Though cannons roar, yet, fafe from harm*, i William fhall to his Dear return. Love turns...
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