| Short Title | American Ladys PB, 1814 |
| Title | American Lady's Pocket Book for the year 1814 |
| Pages | 144 |
| Publisher | Birch, W. Y. |
| Location | PPAmP/AoA |
| Date | 1814 |
| Place | Philadelphia |
| Data Place | AoA S51265 |
| Comments |
| First Line | Page | Verses |
| Hail to thy cold and clouded beam (fl) | 123-124 | 3 |
| O Brignal banks are wild and fair (fl) | 124-126 | 5 |
| Allen-A-Dale has no faggot for burning (fl) | 127-128 | 5 |
| Summer eve is gone and past (fl) | 128-129 | 5 |
| I was a wild and wayward boy (fl) | 129-131 | 7 |
| What nerves the soldier, when danger surrounding (fl) | 131 | 4 |
| Oh! breathe not his name, let it sleep in the shade (fl) | 132 | 2 |
| He was famed for deeds of arms (fl) | 132-133 | 3 |
| Tho' my eyes, dearest Anna, to others will stray (fl) | 133-134 | 5 |
| Far retir'd from noise and smoke (fl) | 134-135 | 5 |
| When she smiles, oh! I think of the Heav'ns warm ray (fl) | 136 | 3 |
| In peace, love tunes the shepherd's reed (fl) | 136 | 1 |
| Swain to his love went a-wooing, A (fl) | 137 | 3 |
| What do I love? a polish'd mind (fl) | 137-138 | 3 |