INDEX Beginning with the first line of every SONG. The SONGS marked C, D, H, L, M, O, &c., are new ACOBLER there was, and he liv'd in a stall fox may steal your hens, Sir A maid is like a golden ore A trifling fong ye shall hear Ah! bright Belinda, hither fly All in the Downs the fleet was moor'd As down in the meadows I chanced to pass As mufing I rang'd in the meads all alone PAGE 157 231 229 I 57 107 69 As tippling John was jogging on Awake, thou fairest thing in nature . Bacchus is a power divine Bacchus must now his power resign Believe my fighs, my tears my dear Belinda with affected mien Be wary, my Celia, when Celadon fues Care, away gae thou frae me Come carls a' of fumblers' ha' Come, love, let's walk by yonder spring Come, neighbours, now we've made our hay Cupid, ease a love-fick maid Cupid, god of pleasing anguish 55 Custom prevailing so long 'mongst the great Damon, if you will believe me 96 Daphnis flood pensive in the shade Dear Chloe, while thus beyond measure Do not ask me, charming Phillis Fair Amoret is gone aftray Fair Iris and her fwain False tho' fhe be to me and love Farewell, my bonny, bonny, witty, pretty Maggy Fie! Liza, fcorn the little arts From grave lessons and restraint Flutt'ring spread thy purple pinions From rofy bowers, where sleeps the god of love From Whyte's and Will's Gently ftir and blow the fire. Gently touch the warbling lyre Go, go, go, go, falfeft of thy fex, begone Hark! away, 'tis the merry ton'd horn Here are people and sports PAGE 95 9 208 30 12 169 71 36 146 147 Here's a health to the king and a lasting peace He that will not merry merry be He who for ever I had a heart, but now I heartless gae I hate the coward tribes I have been in love, and in debt, and in drink I once was a poet at London I thank thee, my friend 168 262 . |