SOME how my fpindle Spring renewing all things gay Still in hopes to get the better 92 Say lovely peace 109 See! the conquering hero comes 128 Say little foolish flutt'ring thing 133 296 2 THE lark was up, and the morning The Cyprian queen when fam'd II To him that in an hour muft die Tho' my drefs and my manners 62 The fun in virgin luftre fhone Tell me, tell me, charming creature There liv'd long ago To cafe his heart and own his flame 'Twas on the morn of fweet May-day That Jenny's my friend The lawland maids There was an old wife. The last time I came o'er the muir 65 71 93 99 100 ΙΟΙ 112 117 133 156 168 179 189 The wandring Sailor Page 194 'Twas fummer and the day was fair The lawland lads The fpring-time returns The filver moon's enamour'd beam The yellow hair'd laddie The lafs of Paty's mill The fields were green The hounds are all out 197 201 205 211 213 218 227 230 234 240 The echoing horn calls the sportsman abroad 248 There was a jolly miller once The fun juft glancing thro' the trees The bird that hears her neftlings cry Then farewell my trim-built wherry The fmiling morn 'Twas when the feas were roaring UNITE, unite, your voices raise WHILE yet as a cowan When trees did bud 253 254 255 268 291 318 322 145 5 31 42 49 58 75 79 When firft by fond Damon When Delia on the grove appears What tho' the meads Whilt on thy dear bofom lying 83 When Fanny I faw Why that fadnefs on thy brow With an honeft old friend When fairies dance round on the grafs When innocent pastime Water parted from the fea When earth's foundation Page 165 Willie's rare, and Willie's fair 176 When the sheep are in the fauld When firft my dear laddie 199 215 What numbers fhall the mufe repeat 228 276 YOUNG Venus the goddefs of beauty Young Jockey who teiz'd me 315 19 28 33 44 Ye jolly true blues on the main Ye Warwick fhire lads Ye gentle gales that fan the fair Young I am, and fore afraid Ye nymphs, 'tis true to Colin's ftrain Young Roger of the mill 121 Young Strephon addrefs'd me 125 Ye true honeft Britons 132 Young I am, and yet unkill'd 137 Young Strephon I own 177 Ye fair poffeft of every charm 224 Ye mufes nine, O lend thine aid 239 Youth's the feafon 324 EF |