| First Line |
Page |
Verses |
| What art on earth is more sublime (fl) |
9-12 |
1 |
| As I sat musing all alone (fl) |
12-14 |
6 |
| Tho' I sweep to and fro, old iron to find (fl) |
15-17 |
6 |
| Why should our joys transform to pain (fl) |
18-21 |
10 |
| How short to me did time appear (fl) |
21-23 |
4 |
| Since times are so hard, I'll tell my sweet heart (fl) |
23-28 |
14 |
| Draw near you young gallants, while I do unfold (fl) |
28-34 |
25 |
| On younger high mountain a castle doth stand (fl) |
34-35 |
4 |
| O mamma I long to be married (fl) |
36-41 |
7 |
| O poor man, O poor man come tell unto me true (fl) |
41-43 |
9 |
| Come people all I pray draw near (fl) |
43-46 |
11 |
| Spirits of the social love, The (fl) |
46-49 |
6 |
| What anguish fills the breast (fl) |
49-52 |
11 |
| Come all ye young lovers who wan with despair (fl) |
52-55 |
5 |
| O Nightingale! Best poet of the grove (fl) |
55-57 |
4 |
| Flocks are sporting, doves are courting (fl) |
57-58 |
2 |
| Tell me my lovely shepherd where (fl) |
58-59 |
2 |
| Term full as long as the siege of old Troy, A (fl) |
60-62 |
6 |
| Of damask cheek, and snowy neck (fl) |
62-63 |
4 |
| 'Twas at the break of day we spy'd (fl) |
63-66 |
4 |
| I am a brisk young lively lass (fl) |
66-68 |
5 |
| 'Twas near a thicket's calm retreat (fl) |
68-69 |
3 |
| Beautious sterling late I saw (fl) |
70-72 |
4 |
| Before I became a Free-Mason (fl) |
72-74 |
6 |
| When first that young Strephon he saw that his heart (fl) |
75-76 |
4 |
| Forever fortune, wilt thou prove (fl) |
76-77 |
2 |
| Hail the festive joyous hour (fl) |
77-79 |
6 |
| As Cupid is a garden stray'd (fl) |
79-80 |
4 |
| Forbear my friends, forbear and ask no more (fl) |
80-83 |
12 |
| Columbia, Columbia to glory arise (fl) |
83-87 |
6 |
| To my muse give attention and deem it not a mystery (fl) |
87-90 |
11 |
| While beauty and pleasure are now in their prime (fl) |
90-92 |
7 |
| I was d'ye see a waterman (fl) |
93-95 |
4 |