| First Line |
Page |
Verses |
| Diogenes, surly and proud (fl) |
84-85 |
6 |
| If love's a sweet passion why does it it torment? (fl) |
85-87 |
7 |
| All in the bay the fleet lay moor'd (fl) |
87-88 |
8 |
| Where is sweet William, where is my dear (fl) |
88-90 |
7 |
| Mankind all get drunk, aye and womenkind too (fl) |
90-91 |
5 |
| We bipeds made up of frail clay (fl) |
92-93 |
4 |
| Hark! The din of distant war (fl) |
93 |
3 |
| Ianthe the lovely, the joy of the swain (fl) |
93-95 |
5 |
| 'Twas when the seas were roaring (fl) |
95-96 |
4 |
| Sleep on, sleep on, my Kathleen dear (fl) |
96 |
1 |
| Wealthy fool with gold in store, The (fl) |
96-97 |
2 |
| Rose tree in full bearing, A (fl) |
97 |
2 |
| Dear sir, this brown jug, that now now foams with mild ale (fl) |
97-98 |
3 |
| My tempels with clusters of grapes I'll entwine [sic] (fl) |
98-99 |
5 |
| There was a jolly miller once Lived on the river Dee (fl) |
99-100 |
7 |
| Ye sportsmen draw near, and ye sportswomen too (fl) |
20-21 |
7 |
| In pursuit of some lambs from the flocks that had stray'd (fl) |
101-102 |
6 |
| Tho' I'm a very little lad (fl) |
102-103 |
3 |
| Buy my matches, ye maids, I have matches for all (fl) |
103-104 |
5 |
| For our country when with fav'ring gale (fl) |
105 |
3 |
| Oh think on my fate! once I freedom enjoy'd (fl) |
105-106 |
3 |