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Page |
Verses |
| There was once, it was said, when is out of my head (fl) |
3-5 |
17 |
| There was once it is said (fl) |
78-79 |
19 |
| Landlady of France she loved an officer, 'tis said, A (fl) |
6 |
4 |
| In the downhill of life, when I find I'm declining (fl) |
7-8 |
4 |
| As thro' the grove the other day (fl) |
8-9 |
3 |
| O Yes, O yes, O yes! (fl) |
9-11 |
6 |
| Says Plato, why should man be vain (fl) |
11-12 |
3 |
| Ye sportsmen draw near, and ye sportswomen too (fl) |
12-13 |
3 |
| Begone, dull care, I pray thee begone from me (fl) |
13 |
2 |
| Come now all ye social powers (fl) |
14 |
5 |
| Ye virgins attend (fl) |
15 |
5 |
| My temples with clusters of grapes I'll entwine (fl) |
16 |
5 |
| Ye youths, wheresoever ye wander so free (fl) |
16-17 |
3 |
| There was an ancient fair, O she lov'd a nate young man (fl) |
18-19 |
5 |
| Traveller stopt at a widow's gate, A (fl) |
19-20 |
4 |
| Mr. Cook, he kept an eating house (fl) |
20-21 |
5 |
| In Yorkshire I wur born and bred (fl) |
21-22 |
5 |
| There was a gay man-milliner, his name was Tommy Twist (fl) |
22-23 |
|
| Mr. Spriggs the grocer married Miss Revel (fl) |
27 |
9 |
| Cobler liv'd at York, A (fl) |
28 |
3 |
| Mr. Fog he conducted a chandlers shop (fl) |
28-29 |
3 |
| Four-and-twenty Barbers sat 'em down to dine (fl) |
29-34 |
9 |
| In a Post-Office bred, what a life I sure led (fl) |
34-36 |
2 |
| Kilkenny is a charming place, as any town in Shamrockshire (fl) |
36-37 |
3 |
| What can a woman poor thing do (fl) |
37-38 |
3 |
| Chieftain to the highlands bound, cries "Baotman do not tarry!" (fl) |
38-39 |
3 |
| Wreaths for the Chieftain we honor! who planted (fl) |
39-40 |
3 |
| Come, none of your nonsense, I'm not to be had (fl) |
41-42 |
8 |
| Sun had gone down o'er the lofty Benlomond, The (fl) |
42-43 |
6 |
| 'Tis the last rose of summer left blomming alone (fl) |
43-44 |
3 |
| My seventeenth year scarce over, blythe Damon a wooing came (fl) |
44 |
4 |
| Ah! what is the bosom's commotion (fl) |
46 |
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| Wilt thou say farewell, love, and from Rosa part? (fl) |
46-47 |
3 |
| Claudine liv'd contented, and peace was her lot (fl) |
47-48 |
2 |
| 'Twas at the town of nate Clogheen (fl) |
48-50 |
5 |
| What is love? why but a name (fl) |
51 |
3 |
| Is there a heart that never lov'd, nor felt soft woman's sigh (fl) |
52 |
2 |
| When first I saw Flora, so sprightly and blooming (fl) |
52-53 |
3 |
| Knight with a gay and gallant mien, A (fl) |
53-54 |
3 |
| Tell me ye maidens, have you seen (fl) |
54-55 |
4 |
| Returning from the fair one eve (fl) |
55-56 |
3 |
| When I was a pert little Miss in my teens (fl) |
56-57 |
3 |
| To Liberty's enraptur'd sight (fl) |
57-58 |
3 |
| In April when primroses paint the sweet plain (fl) |
58-59 |
5 |
| Oh! slumber my darling (fl) |
59-60 |
2 |
| Coo and crow to roost are gone, The (fl) |
60-61 |
3 |
| I married a wife, who cares says I (fl) |
61-62 |
4 |
| John tripp'd up the stairs by night (fl) |
63 |
3 |
| I'm a most singular Gem'man (fl) |
63-64 |
3 |
| My father was once a great Marchant (fl) |
64-66 |
7 |
| There were two Tom cats on a wall (fl) |
66-68 |
4 |
| Fill high the goblet and crown it with roses (fl) |
68-69 |
5 |
| This world is a stage (fl) |
70-72 |
15 |