| First Line |
Page |
Verses |
| Ye mariners of England (fl) |
3-4 |
4 |
| For England, when, with fav'ring gale (fl) |
4-5 |
4 |
| Wand'ring sailor ploughs the main, The (fl) |
5 |
3 |
| Loose ev'ry sail to the breeze (fl) |
6 |
4 |
| Dear Nancy, I've sail'd the world all round (fl) |
6-7 |
3 |
| My love's a vessel trim and gay (fl) |
7-8 |
4 |
| Sea was calm, the sky serene, The (fl) |
8-9 |
3 |
| I am a jolly roving tar (fl) |
9-10 |
4 |
| Sweet is the ship that under sail (fl) |
10-11 |
4 |
| My mother got married, my father got me (fl) |
11-12 |
3 |
| With timbers green from childhood's dock (fl) |
12-14 |
5 |
| British tar no peril knows, The (fl) |
14-15 |
3 |
| Peaceful slumb'ring on the ocean (fl) |
15-16 |
6 |
| Arise! Arise! Britannia's sons arise (fl) |
16-18 |
4 |
| In the midst of the sea like a tough man of war (fl) |
18-20 |
5 |
| From a flasket of gin, my dear Nancy requested (fl) |
20 |
3 |
| When one's drunk not a girl but looks pretty (fl) |
20-21 |
4 |
| Yea, I fell in the pit opf love (fl) |
21-22 |
3 |
| For worms when old Bibo prov'd delicate fare (fl) |
22-23 |
3 |
| Jolly fat friar lov'd liquor good store, A (fl) |
23-24 |
3 |
| Contented I am and contented I'll be (fl) |
24-25 |
4 |
| Friendship, with thy smile divine (fl) |
25-26 |
4 |
| Card invites, in crouds we fly, The (fl) |
26 |
4 |
| Ize a Yorkshireman just come to town (fl) |
27-28 |
7 |
| Here, a sheer hulk lies poor Tom Bowling (fl) |
28-29 |
3 |
| Search the world round and about (fl) |
29-30 |
6 |
| Hero's life I sing, A (fl) |
31-33 |
9 |
| Come each gallant lad (fl) |
33-34 |
6 |
| One evening good humor took wit as his guest (fl) |
34-35 |
7 |
| Anacreon they say was a jolly old blade (fl) |
35-36 |
6 |
| 'Tis said we vent'rous die hards, when we leave the shore (fl) |
36-38 |
3 |
| Sea was rough, the night was dark, The (fl) |
38 |
2 |
| Downy cheek, so soft, so fair, The (fl) |
38-39 |
2 |
| Deserted by the waning moon (fl) |
39 |
2 |
| Simple swain of rustic mould, A (fl) |
39-40 |
2 |
| Sly Reynard sneak'd out from the farmer's henroost (fl) |
40-41 |
4 |
| Landlady in France she loved an officer 'tis said, A (fl) |
41-42 |
4 |
| Then, farewell my trim built wherry (fl) |
42 |
3 |
| Young Henry was as brave a youth (fl) |
42-43 |
3 |
| In the down hill of life, when I find I'm declining (fl) |
43-44 |
4 |
| Decks were clear'd. the gallant band, The (fl) |
44-45 |
3 |
| When storms are sunk to rest (fl) |
45 |
2 |
| Top sails shivers in the wind, The (fl) |
46 |
4 |
| O think on my fate, once I freedom enjoy'd (fl) |
46-47 |
3 |
| Cupid sent on a message one evening by Venus (fl) |
47-48 |
7 |
| Begone, dull care, I prithee be gone from me (fl) |
49 |
2 |
| Gaffer Grist, Gaffer's son, and his little jack-ass (fl) |
49-50 |
3 |
| My name d'ye see's Tom Tough, I've seed a little sarvice [sic] (fl) |
50-51 |
4 |
| Taylor I once was, as blithe as e'er need be, A (fl) |
52 |
5 |
| Frog he would a wooing go, A (fl) |
52-54 |
13 |
| Now we are free from College rules (fl) |
55-56 |
7 |
| Ye lads of true spirit, pay courtship to claret (fl) |
56-58 |
5 |
| Giles Scroggins courted Molly Brown (fl) |
58-59 |
5 |
| Captain bold, in Halifax, A (fl) |
59-60 |
4 |
| Peter Pringle he kept a snug shop (fl) |
60-63 |
6 |
| Dog had ceas'd to bark, The (fl) |
63-64 |
4 |
| Kitty Meiggs was a servant to Framer Stiles (fl) |
64-65 |
5 |
| In Chester's town a man there dwelt (fl) |
65-67 |
4 |
| How I love to laugh! (fl) |
67-68 |
3 |
| Last night the dogs did bark (fl) |
68 |
4 |
| Spruce Mr. Clark, The (fl) |
69 |
5 |
| Potter there liv'd near the city of Seville, A (fl) |
70-71 |
4 |
| Och! there is a little great man, in compass small he stands (fl) |
71-74 |
10 |
| This bottle's the sun of our table (fl) |
74 |
2 |
| You all must have heard of the learned pig (fl) |
74-77 |
7 |
| In the first book of Job, which I now mean to quote (fl) |
77-81 |
12 |
| Bearing up to gain the port, And (fl) |
78 |
2 |
| Why, Moses, why Aaron, my boys (fl) |
78-79 |
2 |
| I've kiss'd and I've prattled with fifty fair maids (fl) |
79 |
2 |
| I sigh and lament me in vain (fl) |
79-80 |
2 |
| Cease, rude Boreas, blustering railer (fl) |
80 |
1 |
| O dear, what can the matter be? (fl) |
81 |
1 |
| As Phelim and Pat under Dunleary cliff (fl) |
82 |
6 |
| Ye good fellows all (fl) |
83-85 |
8 |
| As down to Molly's bed I stray'd (fl) |
85-86 |
5 |
| When Steerwell heard me first impart (fl) |
86-87 |
5 |
| Thus, thus my boys, our anchor's weigh'd (fl) |
88 |
2 |
| Warlike cymbal's clashing sound, The (fl) |
89 |
2 |
| Here's the bower she loved so much (fl) |
80-90 |
2 |
| Fly not yet! 'tis just the hour (fl) |
90-91 |
2 |
| Go where glory waits thee (fl) |
91-92 |
4 |
| No cheering sun-beam's friendly ray (fl) |
92-93 |
2 |
| Just like love is yonder rose (fl) |
93-94 |
6 |
| When shall we three meet again? (fl) |
94 |
4 |
| Three youn men came a wooing, a wooing (fl) |
95 |
3 |
| Oh, cast every care to the wind (fl) |
95-96 |
3 |
| Light on Marmion's visage spread, A (fl) |
96 |
1 |
| Good night! good night! and is it so (fl) |
97 |
3 |
| There came to the beach a poor exile of Erin (fl) |
97-99 |
5 |
| No flow'r that blows is like this rose (fl) |
99 |
1 |
| What do I love? a polish'd mind (fl) |
99-100 |
3 |
| With ceaseless care we court our charms (fl) |
100-101 |
7 |
| Drink to me only with thine eyes (fl) |
101-102 |
2 |
| Linnet just fledg'd from its leaf shady bower, A (fl) |
102 |
3 |
| Ah, ope Lord Grefory, thy door (fl) |
103 |
4 |
| For tenderness form'd in life's early day (fl) |
103-104 |
3 |
| Slap you or wake you lady bright (fl) |
104 |
3 |
| Ye lasses gay in beauty's bloom (fl) |
105 |
3 |
| In airy dreams soft fancy flies (fl) |
105-106 |
2 |
| While giddy pride from day to day (fl) |
106 |
2 |
| Unless with my Amanda blest (fl) |
107 |
2 |
| Some husbands will after a conjugal strife (fl) |
107-108 |
4 |
| Bring me flow'rs and bring me wine (fl) |
108 |
4 |
| Manuel, I do not shed a tear (fl) |
108-109 |
5 |
| My Eva! see this op'ning rose (fl) |
109-110 |
|
| From thee Eliza, I must, go (fl) |
110 |
2 |
| At setting day, and rising morn (fl) |
110-111 |
2 |
| Tho' oft we meet severe distress (fl) |
111 |
3 |
| Over the mountain, and over the moor (fl) |
112 |
3 |
| Where is the smile that was heav'n in our eye? (fl) |
112-113 |
4 |
| Hear me ye nymphs, and ev'ry swain (fl) |
113-114 |
3 |
| My Pattie is a lover gay (fl) |
114-115 |
4 |
| Will you come to the bow'r I have shaded for you (fl) |
115 |
5 |
| When in Death I shall calm recline (fl) |
116 |
3 |
| Faintly as tolls the evening chime (fl) |
116-117 |
3 |
| Dear Swamscot! near thee (as the Whip-poor-will sung) (fl) |
117-118 |
5 |
| Had I a heart for falsehood fram'd (fl) |
118-119 |
2 |
| Ah! Chloris could I now but sit (fl) |
119-120 |
3 |
| Braw, braw lads on Yarrow braes (fl) |
120 |
4 |
| O Marion so sweet are thy kisses (fl) |
121 |
3 |
| Oh take me to your arms my love, for keen the wind doth blow (fl) |
121-122 |
3 |
| My sheep I neglected, I lost my sheephook (fl) |
122-123 |
|
| Farewell to Lochaber, farewell to my Jean (fl) |
123 |
3 |
| Young Jamie lo'ed me weel, and sought me for his bride (fl) |
124-125 |
8 |
| Time has not thin'd my flowing hair (fl) |
125 |
2 |
| Gather your rose buds while you may (fl) |
125-126 |
2 |
| Ere around the huge oak that o'er shadows yon mill (fl) |
125 |
3 |
| Rise, Cynthia, rise (fl) |
126-127 |
1 |
| How sweet in the woodlands, with fleet hound and horn (fl) |
127 |
2 |
| From the white blossom'd sloe, my dear Chloe requested (fl) |
127-128 |
2 |
| Now the dancing sunbeams play (fl) |
128-129 |
2 |
| For me my fair a wreath has wove (fl) |
129 |
3 |
| Soft zephyrs, on the balmy wing (fl) |
130 |
3 |
| My mam is no more, and my dad in his grave (fl) |
130 |
3 |
| Down in the valley the Sun setting so clearly (fl) |
131 |
|
| Tho' Bacchus may boast of his care killing bowl (fl) |
131-132 |
7 |
| How blest a life the sailor leads (fl) |
132-133 |
3 |
| Hail! Hail ye patriot spirits! (fl) |
133-135 |
6 |
| When the Genius of Freedom her children invites (fl) |
135-137 |
9 |
| Awake from delusion ye sons of the brave (fl) |
138-139 |
6 |
| Scene was more beautiful far to my eye, The (fl) |
139-140 |
6 |
| Ye sons of Columbia, who bravely have fought (fl) |
140-143 |
9 |
| I saw the virtuous man contend (fl) |
144 |
4 |
| Here Wisdom her standard displays (fl) |
145 |
3 |
| Advance each true brother, my song now attend (fl) |
146 |
5 |
| While all our nation, whelm'd in grief (fl) |
147 |
3 |
| To Heaven's high Architect all praise (fl) |
147-148 |
3 |
| Come, ye Masons, hither bring (fl) |
148-149 |
5 |
| Genius of Masonry, descend (fl) |
149-150 |
5 |
| Grant me, kind heav'n, what I request (fl) |
150-151 |
4 |
| Just straight from his home (fl) |
151-153 |
7 |
| Let drunkards boast the power of wine (fl) |
153-154 |
7 |
| On you who Masonry despise (fl) |
154-155 |
4 |
| Thus happily met, united and free (fl) |
155-156 |
3 |
| 'Tis Masonry unites mankind (fl) |
156-157 |
6 |
| When Masonry expiring lay (fl) |
157-158 |
5 |
| When the sun from the east first salutes mortal eyes (fl) |
159 |
6 |
| Ye dull stupid mortals, give o'er your conjectures (fl) |
160 |
4 |
| When earth's foundation first was laid (fl) |
161 |
5 |
| Hail Masonry divine (fl) |
162 |
3 |
| Come let us prepare (fl) |
162-164 |
7 |
| Hail Masonry! thou sacred art (fl) |
164 |
2 |
| Ye gracious powers of choral song (fl) |
164-166 |
10 |
| Dear brothers of fraternal mind (fl) |
166-169 |
8 |
| So much of Masonry's been sung (fl) |
169-170 |
5 |
| Adieu, a heart fond, warm, adieu (fl) |
170-171 |
5 |
| Curiosity labors and longs for to know (fl) |
171-172 |
9 |
| Ye thrice happy few (fl) |
172-174 |
7 |
| When quite a young spark (fl) |
174-175 |
7 |
| What joys do the Craft on each Mason bestow (fl) |
175-176 |
5 |
| Mason's life's the life for me, A (fl) |
177-178 |
3 |
| Whilst science yields a thousand lights (fl) |
178-179 |
9 |
| Long had the jarring atoms been (fl) |
180 |
4 |
| Wreath you wove, the wreath you wove, The (fl) |
181 |
3 |
| Just like love is yonder rose (fl) |
181-182 |
3 |
| When first the sun o'er ocean glow'd (fl) |
182-183 |
8 |
| Grecians came running to Troy, The (fl) |
184 |
3 |
| Folks will be all for the borders, The (fl) |
184-185 |
3 |
| [In Featherbed Lane I arose] (fl) |
185-186 |
5 |
| Good subject to treat, A (fl) |
187 |
3 |
| To a woodman's hut there came one day (fl) |
187-188 |
4 |
| My master's a conjuror monstrously high (fl) |
188-189 |
4 |
| If my own botheration don't alter my plan (fl) |
189-190 |
5 |
| Push about the brisk glass, I proclaim him an ass (fl) |
190-191 |
7 |
| You know I'm your priest, and your conscience is mine (fl) |
192-193 |
5 |
| My heart from my bosom would fly (fl) |
193 |
3 |
| 'Twas in the good ship Rover (fl) |
194 |
4 |
| I was, d'ye see, a waterman (fl) |
195-196 |
4 |
| Ye sons of France, awake to glory (fl) |
196-197 |
4 |
| Wealthy fool with gold in store, The (fl) |
198 |
3 |
| Silver moon that shines so bright, The (fl) |
198-199 |
4 |
| I that once was a ploughman, a sailor am now (fl) |
199-201 |
4 |
| In storms, when clouds obscure the sky (fl) |
201-202 |
3 |
| Now we're all met here together (fl) |
202-204 |
3 |
| John Bull was a bumpkin born and bred (fl) |
204-206 |
8 |
| Flaxen-headed cow-boy, as simple as may be, A (fl) |
206-207 |
4 |
| To Columbia, who gladly reclin'd at her ease (fl) |
207-209 |
6 |