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Page |
Verses |
| World, my dear Myra, is full of deceit, The (fl) |
5 |
2 |
| Lass of Patie's mill, The (fl) |
5-6 |
4 |
| O, Bell, thy looks have kill'd my heart (fl) |
6-7 |
4 |
| Wha wadna be in love? (fl) |
7-8 |
5 |
| Jolly mortals, fill your glasses (fl) |
8 |
3 |
| There was a lass, they ca'd her Meg (fl) |
9 |
3 |
| Moon had climb'd the highest hill, The (fl) |
9-10 |
4 |
| Assist me ye lads, who have hearts void of guile (fl) |
10-11 |
5 |
| Tho' man has long boasted an absolute sway (fl) |
11-12 |
4 |
| Fishwives, I have lost my wife! (fl) |
12 |
2 |
| 'Twas in the good ship Rover (fl) |
12-13 |
4 |
| Smiling morn, the breathing spring, The (fl) |
13-14 |
5 |
| My name is Honest Harry O (fl) |
14-15 |
4 |
| My bottle is my wife and friend (fl) |
15-16 |
3 |
| Tuneful Lav'rocks cheer the grove, The (fl) |
16 |
3 |
| Daughter, you're too young to marry (fl) |
17 |
2 |
| I'm told by the wise ones, a maid I shall die (fl) |
18 |
3 |
| On thy banks, gentle Tay, when I breath'd my soft lute (fl) |
18-19 |
2 |
| O the days when I was young (fl) |
19 |
6 |
| Behold the God Bacchus (fl) |
20 |
3 |
| Busy crew their sails unbending, The (fl) |
20-21 |
5 |
| 'Twas in the month of May (fl) |
21-23 |
6 |
| When fairies dance round on the grass (fl) |
23 |
5 |
| My jovial friends with social glee (fl) |
23-24 |
3 |
| At the very best of houses where the best of people dine (fl) |
24-26 |
3 |
| To Batchelor's Hall we good fellows invite (fl) |
26-27 |
5 |
| Pray, young man, your suit give over (fl) |
27-28 |
3 |
| Columbia's sons at sea (fl) |
28-29 |
8 |
| Tom Starboard was a lover true (fl) |
29-30 |
3 |
| Lovely woman 'tis thou (fl) |
30-31 |
2 |
| Calm the winds; the distant ocean (fl) |
31 |
4 |
| Ere sorrow taught my tears to flow (fl) |
31-32 |
2 |
| With a merry tale, serjeants beat the drum (fl) |
32-33 |
3 |
| Hail Columbia! happy land (fl) |
33-34 |
4 |
| I once was a maiden as fresh as a rose (fl) |
34-35 |
4 |
| Hey, the dusty miller (fl) |
35 |
4 |
| Leave, neighbours, your work, and to sport and to play (fl) |
36 |
5 |
| Then farewell, my trim built wherry (fl) |
37 |
3 |
| Fiddlers, your pins in temper fix (fl) |
37-39 |
7 |
| Lover, often, has been bless'd, A (fl) |
39-40 |
4 |
| Shadows of eve 'gan to steal o'er the plain, The (fl) |
40 |
2 |
| Oh hast thou e'er seen the first star of the night (fl) |
40 |
|
| When she smiles oh I think of the heav'ns warm ray (fl) |
43 |
3 |
| When she weeps and averting her mild azure eyes (fl) |
43-44 |
3 |
| Said a smile to a tear (fl) |
44 |
3 |
| Mama's left off business, and I've sunk the shop (fl) |
44-45 |
2 |
| Oh! take me to your arms, love, for keen the wind doth blow (fl) |
45 |
3 |
| Ye feather'd songsters of the vale (fl) |
46 |
4 |
| Come hither, my lads, and ye lasses around (fl) |
46 |
3 |
| When young Strephon came to woo me (fl) |
47 |
3 |
| What tho' the blooming, genial year (fl) |
47-48 |
3 |
| I have parks, I have grounds (fl) |
48-49 |
2 |
| I wander'd once, at break of day (fl) |
49 |
3 |
| Yes, yes, I remember well the hour (fl) |
49-50 |
1 |
| When absent from her, my soul holds most dear (fl) |
50 |
2 |
| Oh wander no more from me, my love (fl) |
50 |
3 |
| Tuneful bird from freedom torn, The (fl) |
51 |
2 |
| When the snow-drop and crocus first look for the Spring (fl) |
51-52 |
5 |
| On one parent stalk, two white roses were growing (fl) |
52-53 |
4 |
| Flowing canvass caught the breeze, The (fl) |
53 |
3 |
| Whence comes this keen this cutting smart? (fl) |
54 |
5 |
| While I fold in my arms the dear girl of my heart (fl) |
54-55 |
4 |
| Little Cupid one day o'er a myrtle bough stray'd (fl) |
55 |
2 |
| I have a heart, a little heart (fl) |
56 |
4 |
| From thee, Eliza, I must, go (fl) |
56-57 |
2 |
| To a shady retreat, fair Eliza I trac'd (fl) |
57 |
2 |
| Last night the dogs did bark (fl) |
57-58 |
4 |
| Tell her I love her, while the clouds drop rain (fl) |
58 |
2 |
| Down in the valley, the sun setting clearly (fl) |
58-59 |
4 |
| Oh have you not heard of Kate Kearney (fl) |
59 |
4 |
| Oh! yes, I have seen this Kate Kearney (fl) |
59-60 |
4 |
| In the world's crooked path where I've been (fl) |
60 |
3 |
| Day is departed, and round from the cloud, The (fl) |
60-61 |
3 |
| Broom bloom'd so fresh and so fair, The (fl) |
61-62 |
3 |
| Alone to the banks of the dark rolling Danube (fl) |
62-63 |
3 |
| Ah! where can fly my soul's true love (fl) |
63 |
2 |
| Sea was calm, the sky serene, The (fl) |
63-64 |
3 |
| Oh! think on my fate, once I freedom enjoy'd (fl) |
64-65 |
3 |
| 'Twas within a mile of Edinburgh town (fl) |
65-66 |
3 |
| Why, fair maid, in ev'ry feature (fl) |
66-67 |
4 |
| Stay, lady---stay for mercy's sake (fl) |
67-68 |
10 |
| Say, have you seen my Arrabell? (fl) |
68-69 |
3 |
| Giles Scroggins courted Molly Brown (fl) |
69-70 |
5 |
| How sweet is love when virtue guides (fl) |
70 |
3 |
| Miller I am, and respected's my name, A (fl) |
70-71 |
3 |
| There came to the beach a poor exile of Erin (fl) |
71-72 |
5 |
| Adieu, a heart, warm, fond adieu (fl) |
73-74 |
5 |
| Prey to tender anguish, A (fl) |
74-75 |
5 |
| My merry gentle people (fl) |
75-76 |
5 |
| How stands the glass around (fl) |
76-77 |
3 |
| Come muster, my lads, your mechanical tools (fl) |
77-79 |
8 |
| Council was held in the chambers of Jove, A (fl) |
79-80 |
7 |
| Hail! Liberty supreme delight (fl) |
80-81 |
4 |
| When friendship, love and truth abound (fl) |
81-82 |
3 |
| Hence, fell discontent and its murmuring train (fl) |
82 |
3 |
| What beauties does Flora disclose! (fl) |
83 |
4 |
| 'Twas in the ev'ning of a wintry day (fl) |
84 |
6 |
| Rebecca was the fairest maid (fl) |
84-86 |
7 |
| In April, when primroses paint the sweet plain (fl) |
86 |
5 |
| Columbia! Columbia! to glory arise (fl) |
87-88 |
6 |
| Night o'er the world her curtain hung (fl) |
88-89 |
3 |
| How blest a life the sailor leads (fl) |
89-90 |
3 |