| First Line |
Page |
Verses |
| Ye gents, give ear to me, I pray (fl) |
61-63 |
6 |
| Says Plato, why should man be vain! (fl) |
63-64 |
3 |
| Lark was up, the morn was grey, The (fl) |
64-66 |
11 |
| How stands the glass around? (fl) |
67 |
3 |
| In a mould'ring cave, where the wretched retreat (fl) |
68-69 |
4 |
| Hail America, haid, unrival'd in fame (fl) |
69-70 |
6 |
| To thee, fair freedom, I retire (fl) |
71 |
5 |
| When wild war's deadly blast was blown (fl) |
71-73 |
16 |
| What tho' the fate of battle (fl) |
73-76 |
18 |
| By Atlan's stream I chanc'd to rove (fl) |
76 |
3 |
| How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk (fl) |
77 |
3 |
| No churchman am I for to rail and to write (fl) |
77-78 |
7 |
| Day returns, my bosom burns, The (fl) |
78-79 |
2 |
| From thee, Eliza, I must go (fl) |
79 |
4 |
| Come let me take thee to my breast (fl) |
80 |
2 |
| Deluded swain, the pleasure (fl) |
80-81 |
4 |
| How can my poor heart be glad (fl) |
81 |
2 |
| Oh could the various force of sound (fl) |
81-82 |
2 |
| As Poll and I a Maying went (fl) |
82 |
2 |
| How wretched is a woman's fate (fl) |
83-84 |
13 |
| 'Twas once I had nothing to do (fl) |
84-86 |
5 |
| Bright rosy morning, The (fl) |
86 |
3 |
| Crown'd with auspicious light (fl) |
87-88 |
6 |
| Let some in grog place their delight (fl) |
89-90 |
6 |
| Oh! The days when I was young! (fl) |
90-91 |
3 |
| My temples with clusters of grapes I'll entwine (fl) |
91 |
5 |
| Banish sorrow, grief and folly (fl) |
91-92 |
3 |
| How imperfect is expression (fl) |
92-93 |
3 |
| Hark! Hark! Sweet lass, the trumpet sounds (fl) |
93-94 |
4 |
| Hail Columbia! Happy land (fl) |
94-95 |
4 |
| 'Twas on the morn of sweet May day (fl) |
95-97 |
5 |
| Moon had climb'd the highest hill, The (fl) |
97-98 |
4 |
| Ye fair possess'd of ev'ry charm (fl) |
98-99 |
3 |
| I that once was a ploughman, a sailor am now (fl) |
99-101 |
4 |
| 'Twas past meridian, half past four (fl) |
101-102 |
6 |
| Here, a sheer hulk, lies poor Tom Bowling (fl) |
103 |
3 |
| Leander on the bay (fl) |
103-105 |
6 |
| Spring time returns, and clothes the green plains, The (fl) |
105-106 |
4 |
| Ah Delia see the fatal hour (fl) |
106-108 |
6 |
| Attention pray give, while of hobbies I sing (fl) |
108-109 |
7 |
| Sails unfurl'd, the ship unmoor'd, The (fl) |
109-110 |
4 |
| Spanking Jack was so comely, so pleasant, so jolly (fl) |
110-111 |
4 |
| Twelve months are past, since on this strand (fl) |
112 |
3 |
| Wand'ring tar, return'd from far, The (fl) |
112-113 |
3 |
| My days have been so wondrous free (fl) |
113-114 |
8 |
| No glory I covet, no riches I want (fl) |
114-115 |
5 |
| Return enraptur'd hours (fl) |
115-116 |
3 |
| Ye fair married dames, who so often deplore (fl) |
116-117 |
5 |
| Sun sets at night, and the stars shun the day, The (fl) |
117 |
4 |
| Bright God of day, drew westward away, The (fl) |
118 |
5 |
| Both sexes give ear to my fancy (fl) |
118-120 |
10 |
| When fortune doth frown (fl) |
120-121 |
6 |
| Our immortal poet's page (fl) |
121-124 |
9 |
| Come each jovial fellow who loves to be mellow (fl) |
124-125 |
4 |
| Rose had been wash'd lately wash'd with a shower, The (fl) |
125-126 |
4 |
| Come all you pretty maidens, some older, some younger (fl) |
126-127 |
5 |
| Some women take delight in dress (fl) |
127-128 |
4 |
| Adieu, a heart, warm, fond adieu (fl) |
129-130 |
5 |
| Hail, Masonry divine (fl) |
130 |
3 |
| World is a stage, This (fl) |
131-133 |
15 |
| Father and I went down to camp (fl) |
133-135 |
11 |
| You all must have heard of the learned Pig (fl) |
135-137 |
7 |
| Songs of shepherds in rustical roundelays (fl) |
137-139 |
7 |
| All hail! To the morning (fl) |
139-141 |
8 |
| Ere God the universe began (fl) |
141-142 |
5 |
| Come, ye Masons, hither bring (fl) |
142-143 |
5 |
| When Masonry expiring lay (fl) |
143-145 |
5 |
| When Sol with grave motion, had plung'd in the ocean (fl) |
145-148 |
18 |
| To the Knight Templar's awful dome (fl) |
148-149 |
4 |
| When Orient wisdom beam'd serene (fl) |
149-150 |
5 |
| Ye thrice happy few (fl) |
150-152 |
7 |
| Thro' many a land and clime a ranger (fl) |
152-153 |
7 |
| Time has not thinn'd my flowing hair (fl) |
153-154 |
6 |
| Come each gallant lad, who for pleasure quits care (fl) |
154 |
3 |
| In a little blue garment all ragged and torn (fl) |
155-156 |
4 |
| When beating rains and pinching winds (fl) |
156-157 |
6 |
| Rose tree in full bearing, A (fl) |
157-158 |
4 |
| Diogenes, surly and proud (fl) |
158-160 |
7 |
| Push about the bowl, boys (fl) |
160-161 |
5 |
| Dusky night rides down the sky, The (fl) |
162 |
6 |
| Sun from the east tips the mountains with gold (fl) |
163=164 |
5 |
| Rouse, rouse, brother sportsmen (fl) |
164-165 |
3 |
| When on thy bosom I recline (fl) |
165-166 |
4 |
| 'Twas near a thicket's calm retreat (fl) |
166 |
3 |
| Friendship to ev'ry gen'rous mind (fl) |
167-168 |
5 |
| As passing by a shady grove (fl) |
168-169 |
3 |
| Returning home, across the plain (fl) |
169 |
3 |
| I've found my fair, a true love knot (fl) |
170 |
3 |
| I'm plagu'd with my friends, and my neighbours to boot (fl) |
170-171 |
7 |
| Wand'ring sailor ploughs the main, The (fl) |
172 |
3 |
| As you mean to set sail for the land of delight (fl) |
172-173 |
4 |
| Cease, rude Boreas, blust'ring railer (fl) |
173-175 |
9 |
| Sailor ploughs the stormy main, The (fl) |
175-176 |
5 |
| My dearest life, wert thou my wife (fl) |
176-178 |
5 |
| Wealthy fool, with gold in store, The (fl) |
178 |
3 |
| When innocence and beauty meet (fl) |
178-179 |
4 |
| There came to the beach a poor Exile of Erin (fl) |
179-180 |
4 |
| Once I was blind and could not see (fl) |
180-182 |
7 |
| Now we're launch'd on the world (fl) |
182-183 |
3 |
| When the rosy morn appearing (fl) |
183-184 |
5 |
| Waves were hush'd, the sky serene, The (fl) |
184-185 |
3 |
| Let the toast be love and beauty (fl) |
185 |
3 |
| In life's morn a maiden gay (fl) |
186 |
2 |
| When morn's approach had banish'd night (fl) |
186-187 |
4 |
| Soldier is the noblest name, A (fl) |
187-188 |
2 |
| Wide over the tremulous sea (fl) |
188-189 |
3 |
| If round the world poor sailors roam (fl) |
189 |
5 |
| Man whose life is on the seas, The (fl) |
190 |
2 |
| Ned oft brav'd the field of battle (fl) |
190-191 |
3 |
| Free from the bustle, care and strife (fl) |
191-192 |
5 |
| Awake, my muse, with sprightliest lay (fl) |
192-193 |
6 |
| Come let us prepare (fl) |
194-195 |
7 |
| Far remov'd from noise and smoke (fl) |
195-196 |
4 |
| Once friends I had, but ah! Too soon (fl) |
196-197 |
3 |
| How sweet is the breeze at eve's modest hour (fl) |
197-198 |
3 |
| On board the good ship Molly (fl) |
198-199 |
3 |
| I'm nick-nam'd Quack by every prig (fl) |
199-201 |
5 |
| 'Twas in the green meadows so gay (fl) |
201-202 |
3 |
| In early youth to fear a stranger (fl) |
202 |
2 |
| Sailor's life's a life of wo, A (fl) |
202-204 |
3 |
| Rose just bursting into bloom, The (fl) |
204-205 |
2 |
| Gentle maid of whom I sing, The (fl) |
205-206 |
3 |
| O'er barren hills and flow'ry dales (fl) |
206-207 |
3 |
| I sing the Mason's glory (fl) |
207-208 |
3 |
| Come brothers, let us cheerful sing (fl) |
209-210 |
6 |
| Dear brothers of fraternal mind (fl) |
210-213 |
8 |
| Conven'd we're met, my jovial souls (fl) |
213-214 |
7 |
| Assembled and tyl'd, let us social agree (fl) |
214-215 |
4 |
| Come, are you prepar'd (fl) |
215-216 |
4 |
| Come follow, follow me (fl) |
216-217 |
6 |
| King Solomon, that wise projector (fl) |
217-219 |
6 |
| Columbia's sons, attend awhile (fl) |
219-220 |
4 |
| In times of old date, when (as stories relate) (fl) |
220-221 |
5 |
| Mason's life's the life for me, A (fl) |
221-223 |
3 |
| When quite a young spark (fl) |
223-224 |
7 |
| Oh! Think on my fate, once I freedom enjoy'd (fl) |
225 |
3 |
| Distress me with those tears no more (fl) |
225-226 |
3 |
| How happy the woman, whose charms (fl) |
226-227 |
3 |
| In storms, when clouds obscure the sky (fl) |
227 |
3 |
| Gladd'ning sun returns from rest, The (fl) |
228 |
4 |
| O Hightingale! Best poet of the grove (fl) |
228-229 |
4 |
| Dawn of hope my soul revives, The (fl) |
229 |
4 |
| Oh fortune, how stangely thy gifts are awarded! (fl) |
230-232 |
9 |
| When zephyrs fan the verdant grove (fl) |
232-233 |
3 |
| Saw you my hero George (fl) |
233 |
3 |
| Ye virgins, attend (fl) |
233-234 |
5 |
| Now we are freed from college rules (fl) |
234-236 |
7 |
| I sigh and lament me in vain (fl) |
236-237 |
6 |
| Of damask cheeks, and snowy neck (fl) |
237-238 |
4 |
| Tailor I once was, as blithe as e'er need be, A (fl) |
238 |
5 |
| Why should our joys transform to pain? (fl) |
238-240 |
10 |
| Adieu ye groves, adieu ye plains (fl) |
240-241 |
4 |
| As Colonet with Phebe sat (fl) |
241-242 |
5 |
| I own I am shock'd at the purchase of slaves (fl) |
243-244 |
11 |
| John Bull for pastime took a prance (fl) |
245-246 |
5 |