Polly, when your lips you join, Lovely ruby lips, to mine; To the bee the flow'ry field Such a banquet does not yield; Not the dewy morning-rose So much sweetness does inclose; Not the gods such nectar sip, As Colin from thy balmy lip: Kiss me then, with rapture kiss, We'll surpass the gods in bliss.
Confirmed with Trifles, by Robert Dodsley, published by Dodsley and printed at Tully's Head in Pall-mall 1745, Pages 202-209.
- by Robert Dodsley (1704 - 1764), "The Feast", appears in Trifles, in Colin's Kisses, no. 3, Oswald?, London 1743, first published 1743 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by James Oswald (1710 - 1769), "The Feast", published 1743 [ voice, continuo ], from Colin's Kisses, no. 3, Confirmed with Colin's Kisses, unknown publisher, possibly Oswald, London 1743. [sung text checked 1 time]
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