| First Line |
Page |
Verses |
| Sweet country life is delightful and charming, A (fl) |
3-4 |
6 |
| Before I became a Freemason (fl) |
4-7 |
6 |
| Adieu, a heart, fond, warm, adieu (fl) |
8-9 |
5 |
| O could the various force of sound (fl) |
10-11 |
2 |
| Leander on the bay of Helespont (fl) |
11-14 |
6 |
| At the sound of the horn we rise in the morn (fl) |
14-16 |
4 |
| Sure won't you hear what roaring cheer (fl) |
16-19 |
6 |
| Oh! Think on my fate, once I freedom enjoy'd (fl) |
20-21 |
3 |
| Giles Scroggin's courted Molly Brown (fl) |
22-23 |
5 |
| Adieu ye groves, adieu ye plains (fl) |
23-25 |
4 |
| Arise, and blow thy trumpet, Fame (fl) |
25-27 |
4 |
| Ah! Delia, see the fatal hours (fl) |
27-29 |
7 |
| This world is a stage, on which mankind engage (fl) |
29-32 |
15 |
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33-35 |
|
| Well here I am, and what of that (fl) |
35-36 |
3 |
| See, beneath yon bow'r of roses (fl) |
37 |
4 |
| In this sad and silent gloom (fl) |
38-39 |
4 |
| Plague of those musty old lubbers, A (fl) |
39-41 |
4 |
| Adieu, ye streams, that gently flowing (fl) |
41-43 |
8 |
| Hail! Brother Masons, hail! (fl) |
43-44 |
4 |
| Now Robin, says she, since thou art my son (fl) |
44-46 |
7 |
| On Primrose Hill there liv'd a lass (fl) |
46-47 |
7 |