INDEX. SONGS. A BEGGAR I am, of low degree (comic) Away with melancholy Away, away to the mountain's brow Adieu! adieu!-my native shore A hermit that dwells in these solitudes cross'd me All in the Downs the fleet was moor'd.. A very little man, very how came you so' (comic) PAGE. 15 16 19 24 52 55 60 84 85 94 A tale I tell now without any flam (comic) A landlady of France, she lov'd an officer, &c. (comic) 177 And did you ne'er hear of a jolly young waterman.... 148 ... 161 139 A traveller stopped at a widow's gate (comic) .... 180 A blessing unknown to ambition and pride. 195 A curious tale I now will disclose (comic)... At the dead of the night, when by whiskey, &c. (comic) 264 A song I'll sing,-a reg'lar joker (comic) A weary lot is thine, fair maid ..... A belle and beau would walking go (comic) At the Baron of Mowbray's gate was seen And ye shall walk in silk attire Again the balmy zephyr blows Amid the myrtles as I walk PACK. 304 306 314 321 336 350 359 373 Believe me, if all those endearing young charms Anna, thy charms my bosom fires.. Behold the Britannia! how stately and brave Bound 'prentice to a waterman, I learn'd a bit to row 383 18 29 60 91 93 101 109 Beloved of my soul, though this moment is bringing 263 Blow gentle gales, and on your wing 263 Bid me discourse, I will enchant thine ear.. Come, arouse thee, arouse thee, my brave Swiss boy 104 Come landlord, fill a flowing bowl.. 132 Cease, rude Boreas, blust'ring railer... 182 Contented I sit with my pint and my pipe. Can you to the battle march away. Cease, cease; those sighs I cannot bear 294 995 302 PAGE. Come, come, my jolly lads, the winds abaft Come, shining forth, my dearest Day has gone down on the Baltic's broad billow Dame Durden kept five serving girls... 331 341 347 38 47 74 Do you ever think of me, love?... 80 Deserted by the waning moon.. 131 Draw the sword, Scotland! Scotland! Scotland!.. ... 196 Do you ever think on me, Peg? (comic) 267 Dick Friz was a barber's man (comic). 277 Dear maid of my soul, should I perish 350 360 Dear object of defeated care 379 Ere around the huge oak that o'ershadows yon mill .. 76 Fly care to the winds, thus I blow thee away 153 Good bye, my love, good bye... Go, brightest of the flowery race How stands the glass around Here's the bow'r she lov'd so much Hail to thee! England, blest isle of the ocean He that will not merry merry be Here a sheer hulk lies poor Tom Bowling How sweet at close of silent eve.... PAGE. 223 282 311 358 384 15 18 45 50 51 58 79 Hail smiling morn, that tips the hills with gold He leap'd into his boat as it lay upon the strand.. How gladly, how merrily we ride along the sea.. He comes from the wars, from the red field of fight Howl not, ye winds, o'er the tomb of the brave His white plume o'er the mountain streams I saw thee weep, the big bright tear.. 10 If pity dwell within your breast. 20 I remember, I remember... 25 I've no sheep on the mountains, nor boat on the lake. 28 I give thee all, I can no more. 33 If any so wise is, that he sack despises 35 I have pluck'd the fairest flower, I have dream'd, &c. PAGE. 82 I'd be a butterfly, born in a bower 88 In the downhill of life when I find I'm declining...... 112 138 If you listen to me I will sing of a spree (comic)...... 142 155 It is the lady of Kienast Tower, of love she will not hear 156 180 In the night, when the watch-light beside him was, &c. 181 184 I knew by the noise that I hear'd all around (comic).. 190 233 If a body meet a body comin' thro' the rye I'll come to thee when evening grey I heard thy fate without a tear... I came from ole Kentucky (comic) I knew by the smoke that so gracefully curl'd If after all you still would doubt and fear me In Cheapside there liv'd a marchant (comic). I've been shopping, I've been shopping (comic) In Britain, the soil which true liberty yields I saw her at the fancy fair I lock'd up all my treasure 247 248 261 275 275 279 282 283 288 290 291 292 295 296 300 303 307 309 315 322 324 334 I knew by the smoke that so greasefully curl'd (comic) 359 If I had a beau for a soldier would go.. 374 John Jones was a farmer, and highly respectable (comic) 245 |