Bibliography - American Songster, 1788

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Short Title American Songster, 1788 
Title American Songster, The 
Pages 204 
Publisher Campbell, Samuel 
Location AoA 
Date 1788 
Place New York 
Data Place AoA: E20930 
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First Line Page Verses
Hail, godlike Washington  1-4  13 
Music, how pow'rful is thy charm  4-5 
Smiling morn, the breathing spring, The  5-6 
Gallants attend, and hear a friend  6-9  22 
Will ye go to the ew-bughts, Marion  9-10 
On Ettrick banks, in a summer's night [sic]  10-11 
Shepherds I have lost my love  11-12 
Dusky night rides down the sky, The  12-13 
Once more I'll tune the vocal shell  13-14 
Leave, neighbours, your work, and to sport and to play  14-15 
Ye fair married dames, who so often deplore  15-16 
To arms! ye brave mortals, to arms  16 
By a murmuring stream a fair shepherdess lay  16-17 
At Totterdown hill there dwelt an old pair  18 
All in the Downs the fleet was moor'd  19-20 
One morning very early, one morning in the spring  20-21 
Guardian angels, now protect me  21-22 
Some how my spindle I mislaid  22-23 
When lav'rocks sweet, and yellow broom  23 
Encompass'd in an angel's frame  23-24 
What beauties does Flora disclose?  24-25 
How blest has my time been? what joys have I known [sic]  26 
'Twas when the seas were roaring  26-28 
A courting I went to my love  28 
Topsail shivers in the wind, The  28-29 
Pride of all nature was sweet Willy O, The  29-30 
As bringing home the other day  30-31 
Come, now, all ye social pow'rs  31-32 
How happy a state does the miller possess  32-33 
When trees did bud, and fields were green  33-34 
One day I heard Mary say, how shall I leave thee?  34 
Cobler there was, and he liv'd in a stall. A  35-36 
When Damon languish'd at my feet  36 
Wealthy fool, with gold in store, The  36-37 
Merry may the maid be  37-38 
My days have been so wondrous free  38-39 
I've been the smiling of fortune beguiling  39-40 
As Jamie gay gang'd blyth his way  40-41 
I am a blade both free and easy  41-42 
My Peggy is a young thing  42-43 
Lawland lads think they are fine, The  43-44 
How blyth ilk morn, was I to see  44-45 
When innocence and beauty meet  45-46 
Come live with me, and be my love  46-47 
Busy, curious thirst fly  47 
Adieu, ye jovial youths, who join  47-48 
I envy not the proud their wealth  48 
In infancy our days were blest  49 
Spring was advancing, and birds were beginning, The  49-51 
I envy not the mighty great  51 
No glory I covet, no riches I want  51-52 
'Twas on the morn of sweet May day  52-53 
Sure a lass in her bloom, at the age of nineteen  53-54 
Let the tempest of war  54-55 
My name's Ted Blarney I'll be bound  55 
I once was a maiden as fresh as a rose  55-56 
In good King Charles's golden days  56-58 
Cease, rude Boreas, blust'ring railer  58-60 
Gently stir and blow the fire  60 
When first this humble roof I knew  61 
When war's alarms entic'd my Willy from me  61-62 
Since ev'ry charm on earth combin'd  62 
When summer comes, the swains on Tweed  62-63 
Down the bourne and thro' the mead  63-64 
As you mean to set sail for the land of delight  64-65 
At the sign of the horse old Spintext of course  65-67  16 
Echoing horn calls the sportsmen abroad, The  67-68 
O the days when I was young  68-69 
Wand'ring sailor ploughs the main, The  69 
Here's to the lass of bashful fifteen  70 
In Jacky Bull, when bound for France  70-71 
Amo, amas, I love a lass  71-72 
Sun from the East tips the mountains with gold, The  72-73 
How imperfect is expression  73-74 
Come, come my jolly lads  74 
'Twas I learn'd a pretty song in France  75-76 
I've kiss'd and I've prattled with fifty fair maids  76 
Return, enraptur'd hours  77 
Since Kathleen has prov'd so untrue  77-78 
Dear Kathleen, you, no doubt  78-79 
When Delia on the plain appears  79 
Why, Collin, must your Laura mourn  80 
From the brook and the willow forsaking the plain  80-81 
Why heaves my fond bosom, ah! what can it mean  81 
O'er desart plains and rushy meers  81-82 
Adieu! ye verdant lawns and bow'rs  82 
Beneath a green grove, a lovely young swain  83 
As passing by a shady grove  84 
I sigh and lament me in vain  84-85 
And did you not hear of a jolly young waterman  85-86 
Let grave divines preach up dull rules  86-87 
Adieu, ye groves, adieu ye plains!  87-88 
Ye sons of Mars, attend  88 
In a mouldering cave, where the wretched retreat  88-89 
There was an old man, and though 'tis not common  89-90 
Women all tell me I'm false to my lass, The  90-91 
Friendship to every willing mind  93-94 
Says Plato why should man be vain  94 
Since love is the plan  95 
Lovely nymph now cease to languish  95-96 
Banish sorrow grief and folly  96-97 
I Delia's beauties would disclose  97-98 
No shepherdess of all the plain  99 
I sing the beauties that adorn  99-100 
Hyla's the sweetest maid on earth  100 
Let the gay ones and great  101 
Last Valentine's day when bright Phoebus shone clear  101-102 
Ye sportsmen draw near, and ye sportswomen too  102-103 
Fields were green, the hills were gay, The  103-104 
Were I as poor as wretch can be  104 
All on the pleasant banks of Tweed  104-105 
Lord! sir, you seem mighty uneasy  105-106 
Say, little foolish, fluttering thing  106 
My Jockey is the blithest lad  106-107 
Was I a shepherd's maid, to keep  107 
My shepherd is gone far away o'er the plain  107-108 
From the man that I love, though my heart I disguise  108-109 
Maidens, let your lovers languish  109 
I'll sing of my lover all night and all day  109-110 
As my cow I was milking just now in the vale  110-111 
From morning till night, and wherever I go  111-112 
Lord, what care I for mam and dad?  112 
Tho' prudence may press me  113 
When the sheep are in the fauld, and a' the kye at home  113-114 
Summer it was smiling, nature round was gay, The  114-116 
'Twas in the dead of night, soon after Jeanie wed  116-117 
When first my dear laddie gade to the green hill  117-118 
Silver moon's enamour'd beam, The  118-119 
That Jenny's my friend, my delight and my pride  119-120 
Believe my sighs, my tears, my dear  120 
Let the tempest of war  120-121 
As down on Banna's banks I stray'd  121-122 
Wherever, I'm going and all the day long  122-123 
Sweet sensibility! to every charm  123-124 
Of all the fine things that the gay celebrate  124 
Her sheep had in clusters crept close to a grove  125 
How stands the glass around?  126 
Ye virgins attend  126-127 
Oh! the days when I was young!  127-128 
Come, ye party jangling swains  128-129 
My temples with clusters of grapes I'll entwine  129-130 
See the conquering hero comes  130 
What a charming thing's a battle!  130-131 
Master I have, and I am his mate, A  131-132 
Hark! hark! sweet lass, the trumpet sounds  132 
Go! tuneful bird, that glads the skies  133 
I dreamt I saw a piteous sight  133-134 
How oft, beneath yon artless bow'r  134-135 
Eliza, once in prospect fair  135-136 
Your ancient bards, like rustic swains  136-138 
Cease, tyrant of my flaming bosom, cease  138 
When hope endears a lover's pain  139 
When swallows lay their eggs in snow  139 
As in the glowing noon of day  139-140 
What is a poet, Sir? you Sir? no Sir  140 
Hark! hark! o'er the plains what glad tumults we hear!  141-142 
Well met, jolly fellows, well met  142 
Oh! what pleasures will abound  143 
Since you mean to hire for service  143 
Man who in his breast contains, The  143-144 
Little Muses come and cry  144-145 
Behold on the brow the leaves play in the breeze  145-146 
My banks are all furnish'd with bees  146-147 
Thou soft flowing Avon! by thy silver stream  147-148 
Teach me, ye nine, to sing of tea  148 
Farewell, the smoaky town, adieu  148-149 
Few years ago, in the days of my grannum, A  149-150 
As Jockey was trudging the meadows so gay  150-151 
As t' other day milking I sat in the vale  151 
By the gayly circling glass  152 
Come bustle, bustle, drink about  152-153 
From Scotia's land he came  153-154 
Contented I am, and contented I'll be  154-155 
Dear heart! what a terrible life am I led!  155-156   
How happy were my days till now!  156 
Genteel is my Damon, engaging his air  156-157 
In my pleasant native plains  157 
When a youth commences to love  158-159 
Ye fair possess'd of ev'ry charm  159 
Young Colin once courted Myrtilla the prude  159-160 
I winna marry ony man but Sandy o'er the lee  160-161 
Love's a gentle, gen'rous passion  161 
Now's the time for mirth and glee  162 
When Flora o'er the garden stray'd  162-163 
Let rakes and libertines, resign'd  163 
One morning young Roger accosted me thus  164 
O Sandy, why leav'st thou thy Nelly to mourn?  165 
Sweet Poll of Plymouth was my dear  165-166 
Card invites, in crowds we fly, The  166-167 
Says Damon to Phillis, suppose my fond eyes  167 
Last time I came o'er the moor, The  168-169 
That I might not be plagu'd with the nonsense of men  169-170 
Was Nancy but a rural maid  170 
Water parted from the sea  171 
Well, well, sap no more  171 
When I was a young one, what girl was like me  171-172 
With tuneful pipe and merry glee  172-173 
You tell me I'm handsome (I know not how true)  173-174 
You've sure forgot, dear mother mine  174 
Let poets praise the flow'ry mead  175 
Ye sylvan pow'rs that rule the plain  175-177 
'Twas at the break of day we spy'd  177-178 
Patie is a lover gay  178-179 
Sweet scented beau and a simp'ring young cit, A  179 
Jolly mortals, fill your glasses  179-180 
When once I with Phillida stray'd  180-181 
When blushes dy'd the cheek of morn  181-182 
In all mankind's promiscuous race  182 
At the close of the day, when the hamlet is still  183-184 
'Twas thus, by the glare of false science betray'd  184 
When I wake with painful brow  185-186 
When the hated morning's light  186-187 
Fair Hebe I left with a cautious design  187 
Adieu ye verdant lawns and bower's  188 
My sweet pretty Mog, you're as soft as a bog  188-189 
My dearest life, were thou my wife  189-190 
Amidst a rosy bank of flowers  190-191 
Now pleasure unbounded resounds o'er the plains  191 
Thou rising sun whose gladsome ray  191-192 
He that will not merry merry be  192-193 
Do you hear, brother sportsmen, the sound of the horn  193-194 
As I was ganging o'er the lee  194-195 
My bonny sailor's won my hand  195 
Leave kindred and friends sweet Betty  196 
Young Thyrsis, the pride of the plain  196-197 
Vain sorrows and cares shall no longer molest  197-198 
In the woodbines pleasing shade  198 
How sweetly the merry bells ring  199 
O'er moorlands and mountains rude, barren, and bare  200-201 
Distress me with those tears no more  201 
Choice of three lovers, I have to be sure, The  202 
There was a jolly miller once liv'd on the river Dee  202-203 
Blow high, blow low, let tempests tear  203-204 
How happy's he, whoe'er he be  204 
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