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LASS WITH THE DELICATE AIR, THE (Michael Arne - 1762) Marcella Sembrich - 1907 Julie Andrews - 1957 Mimi Coertse - 1959 Also recorded by: David Hughes; John Mccormack; Elsie Suddaby; Maria Kurenko; Laura Heimes & Brandywine Baroque; Anna Case; Gwen Catley; ........ and others. Young Molly who lived at the foot of the hill Whose fame every virgin with envy doth fill Of beauty is blessed with so ample a share Men call her the lass with the delicate air With the delicate air Men call her the lass with the delicate air One evening last May as I traversed the grove In thoughtless retirement, not dreaming of love I chanced to espy the gay nymph, I declare And really she had a most delicate air A most delicate air And really she had a most delicate air By a murmuring brook on a green mossy bed A chaplet composing, the fair one was laid Surprised and transported, I could not forbear With rapture to gaze on her delicate air On her delicate air With rapture to gaze on her delicate air A thousand times o'er I've repeated my suit But still the tormentor affects to be mute Then tell me, ye swains who have conquered the fair How to win the dear lass with the delicate air With the delicate air How to win the dear lass with the delicate air (Transcribed by Mel Priddle - January 2013) ***************** LASS WITH THE DELICATE AIR, THE as recorded by Maxine Sullivan with John Kirby & his Orchestra January 20th 1941 New York Young Peggyy who lives at the foot of the hill, Whose fame every girly with pleasure doth fill, With beauty is blessed with so ample a share, Men call her the lass with the delicate air The de-e-e-e, e-e-elicate air, Men call her the lass with the delicate air. One evening last May as he crossed the grove, Just thinking of nothing, not dreaming of love, He chanced to espy the sweet nymph, I declare, And truly she had a most delicate air A de-e-e-e, e-e-elicate air, And really she had a most delicate air A thousand times over he repeated his suit, But still his tormentor affected to be mute. Then tell me, you guys who have conquered the fair, How to win the dear lass with the delicate air. The de-e-e-e, e-e-elicate air, How to win the dear lass with the delicate air. (Transcribed by Peter Akers - January 2013)

    


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