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Short Title Mock Bird, 1764 
Title American Mock-Bird, The 
Pages 216 
Publisher Brown, S. 
Location AoA 
Date 1764 
Place New York 
Data Place AoA: SM41428 
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Ye critics above, and ye crtitics below  3-4 
When late I wander'd o'er the plain  4-5 
Young Strephon long doated on Phaebe the fair  5-6 
See how the sick'ning year declines 
Swell the song in strains sublime  6-7 
Philander long had loosely rov'd  7-8 
No longer let whimisical songsters compare  8-9 
Ah! who in all these happy plains  9-10 
Now gaily blooms each field and grove  10-11 
In vain my love, you bid me strive  11 
Ye verdant woods, ye chrystal streams  11-12 
Ye fair possess'd of every charm  12-13 
Turn dearest, Cinthia, turn---and see  13-14 
Parents divine of Heaven--ly love  14-15 
Let others Damond's praise rehearse [sic]  15 
Ah! whence this impotence of mind  16-17 
Now the happy knot is ty'd  17-18 
Lov's a gentle generous passion [sic]  18 
Hark! hark! o'er the plains what glad tumult we hear!  19-20 
Come chear up, my lads, to our country be firm  20-21 
My shepherd so handsome and gay  21-22 
World, my dear Myra, is full of deceit, The  22 
How pleasing, dear wedlock, appear thy domains!  22-24  14 
On the white cliffs of Albion, see fame where she stands  24-25 
Come ye hours with joy replete  25 
See Royal Charlotte come!  26 
Amanda's fair, by all confess'd  26-27 
I said,---On the banks by the stream  27 
Ye shepherds attend to my strain  28-29 
Say, why must the poet's soft lays  29-30 
In vain to keep my heart you strive  30-31 
Court were all met, The  31  10 
When Flora, with her plighted love  32 
Where shall Celia fly for shelter  32-33 
Down in yon meadow a couple did tarry  33-34  11 
To dance, and to dress and to flaunt it about  35 
My Da---dy was gone to the Mar---ket two mile  35-36 
Lady, possess'd of a handsome estate, A  36 
All hail to the King  36-38 
Since time shall steal each tempting rose  38 
Ah mickle is the power and force that lies  39 
My Betsy flies me like a fawn  39 
Pursuing beau-ty men de-scry  39-40 
Nature's fairest charms we see  40-41 
When first I saw thee graceful move  41 
One day behind my lady's back  41 
'Tis I believe, next Hollantide Eve  42 
Yes, Phillis, we'll trip o'er the meads  43 
I own I love; but then my heart  43-44 
Sun's gay metal, shining gold, The  44 
Now the wood land choirists sings  45 
My conquer'd heart I freely yield  45 
To the wood ro-bin-red breast is flown  46 
What nation shall dare with old England compare  46-47 
O'er moorlands and mountains rude, barren and bare  47-48 
Poets, in conscience, have teas'd us too long, The  48-49 
On pleasure's smooth wings, how old time steals away  49-50 
Let harmony reign  50 
Three Georges now, for Britain's welfare born  50-51 
Say, lovely Polly, have you ever seen  51 
Wanton Cupid, sooth my anguish  51 
Bound out on a cruise, no tar wou'd refuse  51-52 
When the nymphs were contending for beauty and fame  52-53 
Ye foplings, and prigs, and ye wou'd-be smart things  53-54 
Attend all ye fair, and I'll tell ye the art  54 
Well---gentlemen, since you will needs have a song  54-55 
Tho' Strephons heart from loves a--larms  55-56 
How sweet are the roses of June  56 
Reflections that makes mortals wise [sic]  56-57 
Whare is he gone whom I adore [sic]  57-58 
Let others more forward behave  58 
My love my Rosabel  59 
To thee, my fair, the Muses sing  59-60 
On the slopes of a shady mountain  61 
Let sweet May her flow'rets boast  61 
When pleasing cares disturb the youthful breast  62 
Awake, my lyre! Thy sadly pleasing strain  63 
Whilst on thy dear bosom lying  63 
Last Holiday Eve how gaily were seen  64 
When beauty appears  64-65 
With roses and with myrtles crown'd  65-66 
On a bank beside a willow  66-67 
How vain are the efforts of art?  67-68 
Sweet Annie slowly left the shore  68-69 
See how Saphira 'mid the croud appears!  69-70 
Whimsical lover's a prey to each care, A  70 
Goddess, forsake thy fav'rite shades  71 
No more I shall dread the disaster  72-73  12 
How cou'd you deceive me, my fair?  73-75 
Kitty, think, though every grace  75 
Happy Bard, who without fear  75-76 
What med'cine can soften the bosom's keen smart  76 
Wanton God who pierces heart, The [sic]  76-77 
So brightly sweet fair Nancy's eyes  77-78 
You tell me, dear Tom like a faint hearted toad  76 
Dear Cloe, come give me sweet kisses [sic]  78-79 
Ye am'rous youths whose tone--ful lays  79-80 
Dawn of hope my soul revives, A  80 
How can you lovely Nancy thus cru-el-ly slight  80-81 
When vernal airs perfume the fields  81 
My fond shepherds of late were so blest  82 
In infancy our hopes and fears  82 
As Jamie gay, gang'd blyth his way  83 
All nature blooms, when you appear  84 
Nature gave all creatures arms  84-85 
'Twas underneath a May blown bush  85 
Grant me ye pow'rs a calm repose  86 
No more my song shall be ye swains  86-87 
Ye chearful virgins have ye seen my fair  87 
Ye pretty ladies  88-89 
Young Fanny once all pensive sat  89-90 
Oh! pity Colin! cruel fair  90-91 
We've fought; we have conquer'd  91 
While youthfull bards in lyrick lays  92 
Young Molly who lives at the foot of the hill  93 
Sun from the East tips the mountains with gold, The  94 
Ecchoing horn calls the sportsman abroad, The  94-95 
Our glory, renown'd on the ocean and shore  95 
Tho' I sweep to and thro' old iron to find  96 
Morning is charming, all nature is gay, The  97-98 
Ye fair marrie'd dames who so often deplore  98 
Virgin like me sure was ne'er so distress't, A  99 
Ye subjects of Bacchus who laught at dull thinking [sic]  100 
Once the gods of the Greeks at ambrosial Feast  100-101 
Wine, wine we allow the brisk fountain of mirth  101-102 
Virgin when softned by May, The [sic]  102-103 
Blooming Spring makes joy appear, The  103-104 
Old care begone thou churlish guest  104-105 
Cast, my love, thine eyes around  105-106 
What means that tender sigh my dear  106-107 
Sylvia whose eyes kill sure as any gun  107 
Though Kitty and Lucy are fair  107-108 
Dear Chloe, what means this disdain  108 
While poets tune their monthly lays  109  10 
When Fanny to woman is growing a pace  110-111 
From Lincoln to London rode forth our young squire  111-112 
See, Daphne, see, Florelio cry'd  112 
Sweet summer is coming, the peach trees in bloom  113 
Come, dear Pastora, come away  114 
Young Jockey he courted sweet Moggy so fair  115 
Sweet as th' enalmele'd meads appear [sic]  115-116 
Among all the arts, which to please we pursue  116-117 
Oh! Polly throw by that contemptible air  117-118 
'Tis night; and on the hill of storms  118-121  26 
Sun was now descended to the main, The  121-122 
To peace and love, in courts but seldom seen  122 
Shepherd's plain life, The  123-124 
Adieu for a while to the town and its trade  124 
Those best sons of Britain bold open and brave  124-125 
When Britain first, at Heaven's command  125 
If those who live in shepherd's bower  126 
He that a cuckold is let it not grieve him  126-127 
One midsummer morning when nature look'd gay  127-128 
I met in our village a swain t' other day  128-129 
As Chloe came into the room t' other day  129-130 
Cupid, the slyest rogue alive  130 
Boast not mistaken swain thy art  131 
Did you see e'er a shepherd ye nymphs pass this way  131-132 
What means that throb said I my heart  132-133 
Fair Hebe I left with a cautious design  133 
Make haste, and away mine only dear  133-134 
On a grassy pillow  134-135 
Merry land by this light, A  135-136 
Waft me some soft and cooling breeze  136-137 
Tho' cruel you seem to my pain  137-138 
Sad Musidora all in woe  138 
Saw you the nymph whom I adore  138-139 
Why Cloe still those jealous heart  139 
Sure Damon is the blithest swain  139-140 
Come listen and laugh at the times  140-141 
Why will you my passion reprove  141 
Let the tempest of war  142 
My banks they are furnish'd with bees  142-143 
Life how vain esteem'd a blessing  143-144 
To Fanny Fair I wou'd impart  144 
Ye shepherds give ear to my lay  145 
Sure Sally is the loveliest lass  145-146 
You tell me I'm handsome, I know not how true [sic]  147 
Soft pleasing pains, unknown before  147-148 
Saw ye John a coming, quoth she  148-149 
At the foot of a hill in a neat lonely cot  149-150 
You may talk as you will of new modes and new fashions  150-151 
Ye true honest Britons, who love your own land  151-152 
Since life is a bubble  152 
When first we see the ruddy, sun-rise from an eastern hill  153 
Where the primrose decks thee well  153-154 
With ev'ry grace young Strephon  154 
Phillis we don't grieve that nature  154-155 
Come here, fellow servants, and listen to me  154-155 
Come Damon come oh! haste away  156-157 
Term full as long as the siege of old Troy, A  157-158 
Since we went out a maying, too late can I find  158-159 
From sweet bewitching tricks of love  159-160 
As th' other day milking I sat in the vale  160 
When trees did bud and fields were green  161 
No lass on fam'd Hiberrigs Plains  161-162 
Alexis, a pretty young swain  162-163 
As May in all her youthful dress  163 
In all the sex some charms I find  163-164 
I seek my shepherd gone astray  164-165 
When I enter'd my teens, and threw playthings aside  165-166 
Young Roger of the mill, one morning very soon  166-167 
Now the snow-drops lift their heads  167-168 
One morning young Roger accosted me thus  168 
Love, thou bane of soft content  168-169 
Preach not to me your musty rules  169 
How blithe was I each morn to see  169-170 
Hark! the birds begin their lay  170-171 
Ask if yon damask rose is sweet  171 
Dearest Dapne, turn thine eyes [sic]  171-172 
Ye mortals, whom fancies and troubles perplex  173 
Come, my good shepherds, our flocks we must shear  173-174 
Young Collin fishing near the stream  174-175 
Say, lovely peace, that grac'd our isle  175 
Who has e'er been at Baldock must needs know the mill  176 
Come all you young lovers who wan with despair  176-177 
Sylvia, wilt thou waste thy prime  177-178 
I search'd the fields of every kind  178-179 
Fairest daughter of the day  179 
How few like you, wou'd dare advise  180 
Who, to win a woman's favour  180 
Sick of the town, at once I flew  180-181 
Lovely Fanny, charming maid  181-182 
Lass that would know how to manage a man, The  182 
With swords on their thighs the bold yeomen are seen  182-183 
O true content! secure from harms  183-184 
My mother cries, Betty be shy  184-185 
Fly hence grim melancholy's train  185-186 
No more the festive train I'll join  186-187 
Attend, ye nymphs, while I impart  187 
When gentle Harriot first I saw  188 
Heroes preparing to finish the war, The  188-189 
Myrtilla, demanding the aid of my pen  189 
Come, live with me, and be my love  189-190 
When fairies dance round on the grass  190-191 
Once more I'll tune the vocal shell  191-192  10 
When I was a young one, what girl was like me  192-193 
When first by fond Damon Flavella was seen  193-194 
Declare, my pretty maid  194-195 
Avast, my boys, avast, all hands on shore  195-196 
Near the side of a pond, at the foot of a hill  196-197 
Why heaves my fond bosom, ah! what can it mean?  197 
New-flown birds the shepherds sing, The  197-198 
Gentle love, to paint my lover  198-199 
Live and love, enjoy the fair  199-200 
'Twas when the seas were roaring  200-201 
How little do the landmen know  201 
Night, to lovers joys a friend  202 
Fair Fidel---es grassy tomb [sic]  203 
Tho' Peggy's charms have oft been sung  203-204 
Since Moggy I mon bid adieu  204 
Confin'd to the house till the age of fifteen  205 
Oh how blissful 'tis to languish  205 
Avarus sent for me to dine  206 
I am a young virgin, that oft have been told  206-207 
Beneath this vragrant myrtle shade [sic]  207 
When last we parted on the plain  207-208 
Gentle winds that fan the sea  208-209 
Young I am and yet unskill'd  209 
Virgins if e'er at length it prove  209-210 
Can love be controul'd by advice?  210-211 
Sun was sleeping in the main, The  211 
Shall, I wasting in despair  211-212 
Of all the nymphs that trip the green  212 
Come listen a-while and I'll tickle your ears  213-214  10 
As pleasing as shades to a way-faring swain  214 
I have rambl'd, I own it, whole years up, and down  214-215 
Britannia, Queen of Ocean, rise  215 
More bright the sun began to dawn  216 
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