D. 49 199 206 242 277 289 306 327 382 384 401 110 181 F. Fy let us a' to the bridal 82 Farewell to Lochaber, and farewell, my Jean For the sake of somebody Fair, sweet and young, receive a prize 184 Fair Iris and her swain 232 Fie!. Liza, scorn the litele arts 234 Farewell, my bonny, witty, pretty Maggy 250 From rofy bowers, where sleeps the god of love 256 From grave lessons and restraint 284 Fair Amoret is gone astray From White's and Will's Flutt'ring (pread thy purple pinions 365 Falfe tho' the be to me and love 399 305 346 G. 74 114 310 347 347 401 441 How 1 2 H. 7 How blyth ilk morn was ļ to see 13 Happy's the love which meets return 62 Have you any pots or pans 96 Honest man John Ochiltree 125 How happy is the rural clown 186 -How shall I be fad when a husband I hae 201 Hid from himself now by the dawn 203 Here are people and sports 268 How happy are we 280 Here's a health to the king, and a lafting peace 291 He that will not merry merry be 292 Hark how the trumpet sounds to battle 303 He, who for ever 309 How happy a ftate does the miller pofess How bleft are beggar-laffes Having spent all my time 353 How pleasant a failor's life paffes 364 Happy the world in that blest age Hark! away, 'cis the merry ton'd horn 393 How happy are we 424 Hey! my kitten, a kitten 439 I. 42 I will awa' wi' my love 63 Jocky said to Jeany, Jeany, wilt thou do's 70 In winter when the rain rain'd cauld 105 It was the charming month of May 119 If love's a sweet pallion why does it torment 124 In January lait 128 I tofs and tumble thro' the night 140 I have a green purse and a wee pickle gowd 168 jocky 322 348 385 36 178 296 366 379 381 Jocky met with Jenny fair 176 Jocky fou, Jenny fain I was anes a well tocher'd lass 191 I yield, dear laflie, you have won 201 I'll range around the shady bowers 254 In this grove my Strephon walkt 272 Jolly mortals, fill your glasses 293 I'll fail upon the dog.ftar If the be not kind as fair 306 In spite of love at length I've found. 307 It was in and about the Martinmas time 343 I thank thee, my friend I have been in love, and in debt, and in drink 368 I once was a poet at London 374 If heaven, its blessings to augment. In yonder town there wops a May I'll fing you a ditty, and warranc it true 385 I had a heart, that now does heartless gae 405 In ancient times, in Britain's ise 409 If Phillis denies me relief 416 If love the virgin's heart invade br 4176 If you at an office sollicit your due 421 I hate the coward tribes 434 In pimps and politicians 437 I am a poor maiden forsaken 444 ré K. Kindly, kindly, thus my treasure 7315 L.. Let's be jovial, fill our glaffes 6 Look where my dear Hamilla smiles, Leave kindred and friends, sweet Betty 28 Lafie, lend me your braw hemp heckle 34 Love's goddess in a myrtle grove 43 Love never more shall give me pain 55 Late in an evening forth I went ill Let meaner beauties use their art 109 Last Sunday at St. James's pray'rs 241 18 Love, .375 1 Love, thou art the best of human joys 242 250 Leave off your foolish prating 253 Leander on the bay 319 433 59 My mither's ay gloran o'er me 62 My sweetest Muy, let love incline thee 70 My dear and only love, I pray 1025 March, march !34: My Patie is a lover gay 134 My Jeamy and I have toild 156 My foger laddie 195 My Peggy is a young thing 198 My days have been to wondrous free 229 Maiden fresh as a rose that 240 N. 61 Now the sun's gane out o' fight 73 Now Phæbus advances on high 92 Now (pring begins her smiling round Now all thy virgin-sweets are mine 173 Now from rufticity, and love 205 Now God be wi' old Symon 433 O lovely 4 248 271 296 300 302 375 420 448 19 146 O. had away waly, waly up the bank of flowers heavy, heavy heart O grant me, kind Bacchus of Leifter, fam'd for maidens fair, One Sunday after mass Of all the corment, all the care heart! my |