| First Line |
Page |
Verses |
| Hail Columbia! happy Land (fl) |
3-4 |
5 |
| Of Columbia's boast the praise be mine (fl) |
5-6 |
5 |
| Adieu, a heart-warm fond adieu (fl) |
6-7 |
5 |
| Now Hibernians bold and brave (fl) |
7-8 |
4 |
| One evening as I rambled (fl) |
8-10 |
7 |
| Come Chloe,and give me sweet kisses (fl) |
10-11 |
3 |
| I have been a wild rover these dozen long year (fl) |
11-12 |
5 |
| Cease, rude Boreas, blust'ring railer! (fl) |
12-14 |
9 |
| How blest the life a sailor leads (fl) |
14-15 |
3 |
| Ye sportsmen, draw near, and ye sportswomen too (fl) |
15-16 |
3 |
| I've kiss'd and I've prattled with fifty fair maids (fl) |
16-17 |
4 |
| Dusky night rides down the sky, The (fl) |
17-18 |
6 |
| I have parks, I have grounds (fl) |
18-19 |
4 |
| How pleasant a sailor's life passes (fl) |
19-20 |
3 |
| O think on my fate!---once I freedom enjoy'd (fl) |
20-21 |
3 |
| It was upon a Lammas night (fl) |
21-22 |
4 |
| Why, fair maid, in ev'ry feature (fl) |
22-23 |
4 |
| Last night the dogs did bark (fl) |
23-24 |
5 |
| Turban'd Turk, who scorns the world, The (fl) |
24 |
3 |
| Banish sorrow, grief's a folly (fl) |
25 |
3 |
| I am a jolly gay Pedlar (fl) |
25-26 |
3 |
| 'Twas on the morn of sweet May day (fl) |
26-28 |
5 |
| Hunters are up and the ruddy fac'd morn, The (fl) |
28 |
4 |
| Twins of Latona, so kind to my boon, The (fl) |
29 |
3 |
| Last week I took a wife (fl) |
29-30 |
3 |
| 'Twas near the thicket's calm retreat (fl) |
30-31 |
6 |
| Beyond yon hills whereStinchar flows (fl) |
31-32 |
4 |
| 'Twas within a mile of Edinburgh town (fl) |
32-33 |
3 |
| Sea was calm the sky serene, The (fl) |
33-34 |
3 |
| Here, a sheer hulk, lies poor Tom Bowling (fl) |
34-35 |
3 |
| Our country is our ship, d' ye see (fl) |
35-36 |
3 |
| One moon shining night, about two in the morning (fl) |
36-38 |
7 |
| Silver moon that shines so bright, The (fl) |
38-39 |
4 |
| Come all hands ahoy to the anchor (fl) |
39-40 |
6 |
| With care I search'd the village round (fl) |
41-42 |
3 |
| My seventeenth year scarce over (fl) |
42-43 |
4 |
| Charming maid of Lodi, The (fl) |
43-44 |
3 |
| I that once was a ploughman, a sailor am now (fl) |
44-46 |
4 |
| Allur'd by the wealth, which Columbia possess'd (fl) |
46-47 |
8 |
| Brother Nathan's nation mad (fl) |
47-48 |
4 |
| There's nought but care on ev'ry hand (fl) |
48-49 |
5 |
| Would you travel the wide world over (fl) |
51-52 |
4 |
| Bright Chanticleer proclaims the dawn (fl) |
52-53 |
3 |
| My heart from my bosom would fly (fl) |
53-54 |
3 |
| Come hail the great day, ye sons of mirth (fl) |
54-55 |
8 |
| When sailing with a favoring gale (fl) |
56 |
4 |
| Day had descended, the eve was serene, The (fl) |
56-58 |
10 |
| On the green banks of Shannon, when Sheelah was nigh (fl) |
58-59 |
6 |
| What virgin or shepherd of valley or grove (fl) |
59 |
3 |
| My name is Tippy Bob (fl) |
60-61 |
3 |
| Behold poor Will just come from drill (fl) |
61-62 |
5 |
| Dear sir, this brown jug that now foams with mild ale (fl) |
62-63 |
3 |
| Now spring her sweets discloses (fl) |
63-64 |
3 |
| Lass of Peaties mill, The (fl) |
64-65 |
4 |
| Our immortal poet's page (fl) |
65-68 |
7 |
| [Y]oung Teddy is an Irish lad (fl) |
68-69 |
3 |
| Echoing horn calls the sportsman abroad, The (fl) |
69 |
2 |
| Curtis was old Hodge's wife (fl) |
70 |
6 |
| This world's a strange world, child, it must be confest (fl) |
71 |
2 |
| John Bull for pastime took a prance (fl) |
71-72 |
5 |
| Fond husband will, after a conjugal strife, A (fl) |
72-73 |
4 |
| Of all that strive to live and thrive (fl) |
73-74 |
4 |
| I am lately return'd from the ocean (fl) |
74-77 |
7 |
| Night her silent sable wore, The (fl) |
77-78 |
8 |
| How happily my life I led (fl) |
78 |
2 |
| There came to the beach a poor exile of Erin (fl) |
79 |
5 |
| Ye sons of Columbia, O hail the great day (fl) |
80 |
5 |
| Ye sons of Hibernia, who snug on dry land (fl) |
81-83 |
12 |
| Trees seem to fade as yon dear spot I'm viewing, The (fl) |
83 |
6 |
| I vonsh vash but a pedlar, and my shop vash in my box (fl) |
84-85 |
5 |
| Tho' I am now a very little lad (fl) |
85 |
3 |
| O love what the deuce do you want in my bosom! (fl) |
86 |
3 |
| O Logie of Buchan! O Logie the laird! (fl) |
86-87 |
4 |
| My heart is as honest and brave as the best (fl) |
87 |
2 |
| I have loo'd into life, and with truth I can say (fl) |
87-88 |
6 |
| As Murphy Delancy so funny and frisky (fl) |
88-89 |
4 |
| When last from the straights we had fairly cast anchor (fl) |
89 |
3 |
| Tho' far beyond the mountains that look so distant here (fl) |
90 |
4 |
| While I hang on your bosom, distracted to lose you (fl) |
90 |
4 |
| Since wedlock's in vogue, and stale virgins despis'd (fl) |
91 |
5 |
| Now listen my friends, to an old dog's new story (fl) |
91-92 |
7 |
| Last Valentine's day, when bright Phoebus shone clear (fl) |
92-93 |
6 |
| Young Roger the ploughman, who wanted a mate (fl) |
93 |
3 |
| Captain bold, from Charlestown went, A (fl) |
94 |
5 |
| Adieu! adieu! my only life (fl) |
95 |
3 |
| To the cannon's deep thunder, that breaks on the ear (fl) |
95-96 |
6 |
| John Bull in a passion once stoutly resolved (fl) |
96-99 |
23 |
| By the trident of Neptune, brave Hull cried let's steer (fl) |
99-100 |
11 |
| When Freedom fair Columbia sought (fl) |
100-101 |
5 |
| When Freedom wakes upon the world (fl) |
101 |
6 |
| I'm told by the wise ones, a maid I shall die (fl) |
102 |
|
| 'Twas in the month of May (fl) |
102-104 |
6 |
| Columbia's sons at sea (fl) |
104-105 |
8 |
| Hail Columbia! happy land (fl) |
105-106 |
4 |
| Leave neighbours, your work, and to sport and to play (fl) |
106-107 |
5 |