Bibliography - Songster's Magazine-1, 1820

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Short Title Songster's Magazine-1, 1820 
Title Songster's Magazine, The 
Pages 73-96 
Publisher Jansen, J. B. 
Location RPB HARRIS RARE S6987m 
Date 1820 
Place New-York 
Data Place RPB S6987m 
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When first the sun o'er ocean glow'd (fl)  97   
Believe not, sweet maiden, that all love is fleeting (fl)  98   
Awake the harp's slumber to pleasure's soft lay (fl)  99   
Contented wi' little, and cantie wi' mair (fl)  99   
In Glasgow town my Mither dwells (fl)  100   
Only tell her that I love (fl)  100   
When first you courted me, I own (fl)  101   
Oh! when I breath'd a last adieu (fl)  101   
I that once was a ploughman, a sailor am now (fl)  102   
Bound 'prentice to a waterman, I learn'd a bit to row (fl)  103   
Oh! the hours that I've pass'd in the arms of my dear (fl)  104   
Why weep thus, dear Norah, will Patrick deceive thee (fl)  104   
In a cottage enbosom'd within a deep shade (fl)  105   
Go to Jane Glover (fl)  106   
London's bonnie woods and braes (fl)  106   
Sun, when arising bespangles the dew, The (fl)  107   
Sweet the scenes which here I view (fl)  107   
Though pure are the joys that from melody flow (fl)  108   
When lightnings pierce the pitchy sky (fl)  108   
When the rosy morn appearing (fl)  109   
Returning home across the plain (fl)  109   
I dream'd that in the Paphian groves (fl)  110   
Drink to her who long (fl)  111   
In a little blue garment, all ragged and torn (fl)  112   
Streamlet that flow'd round her cot, The (fl)  112   
Wealthy fool, with gold in store, The (fl)  113   
If the stock of our bliss is in stranger's hands vested (fl)  113   
O, wae to the warriors! they cause me to mourn (fl)  114   
While Phoebus reposes in Thetis's bosom (fl)  115   
World is a stage, where all men engage, The (fl)  116   
When we dwell on the kiss of a lass we adore (fl)  117   
Leave, neighbours, your work, and to sport and to play (fl)  117   
Wha wadna be in love (fl)  118   
Boat, a boat, to cross the Ferry (fl)  119   
Sweet is the ship that, under sail (fl)  119   
I married a wife, who cares says I (fl)  120   
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