See, fee, my Seraphina comes 259 Since times are fo bad, I muft tell thee, fweet-heart 2 61 See, Sirs, fee here! a doctor rare' 269 282 Some fay, women are like the fea 285 Since we die by the help of good wine 293 304 So much I love thee, O my treafure ! 323 Singing charms the blefs'd above 323 Saw ye the nymph whom I adore 343 Since drinking has power to bring us relief 345 Sweet Nelly, my heart's delight 368 Since laws were made for ev'ry degree 423 Sum up all the delights 429 T. Tho' beauty like the rofe Teach me, Chloe, how to prove Tho' for feven years and mair honour, &c. The fun was funk beneath the hill 139 The morn was fair, faft was the air. 142 The widow can bake, and the widow can brew 149 150 The laird who in riches and honour Ten years like Troy, my ftubborn heart 'Tis not your beauty, nor your The yellow-hair'd laddie fat down on yon brae Thus let us ftady night and day The dorty will repent The bonny grey-ey'd morning begins to peep 'Twas when the feas were roaring The ordnance aboard Tho' cruel you feem to my pain The fages of old wit 155 183 184 200 202 208 228 244 251 255 273 313 The fmiling morn, the breathing spring 318 There came a ghoft to Margret's door 324 'Twas at the fhining mid day hour 333 There was anes a May, and the loo'd na men The gamefters and lawyers are jugglers alike 420 Thus gamefters united in friendship are found Tis wine that clears the understanding U. Upon a fair morning for foft recreation W. What beauties does Fora difclofe When we meet again, Phely When flow'ry meadows deck the year When innocent paftime our pleasure did crown Where wad bonny Annie lie Will ye go to the ew-bughts, Marion What numbers fhall the mufe repeat When I think on my lad When absent from the nymph I love 93 116 With tuneful pipe and hearty glee When fummer comes, the fains on Tweed 144 Willy, ne'er inquire what end 148 When I've a faxpence under my thumb When beauty blazes heavenly, bright While our flocks are a-feeding 161 When Phebus bright the azure skies 179 Willy was a wanton wag 188 When first my dear laddie gade to the green hill Would you have a young virgin of fifteen years Why fo pale and wan, fond lover 237 248 We'll drink, and we'll never have done, boys While the lover is thinking 253 253 Willy's rare, and Willy's fair When the bright god of day When betimes on the morn to the fields we repair 330 321 Whilft I alone your foul poffefs'd 335 338 When I was a young lad When my locks are grown hoary 35.7 360 379 When you cenfure the age When thy beauty appears 391 396 402 409 415 41,9 421 What gudgeons are we men 422 What woman cou'd do, I have try'd to be free 432 When gay Philander fell a prize 702 With ev'ry grace young Strephon chofe We have no idle prating 831 Virgins are like the fair flower in its luftre 438 439 443 Y. Ye powers! was Damon then fo blefs'd Ye watchful guardians of the fair Ye fhepherds and nymphs that adorn the gay plain Ye blytheft lads and laffes gay 193 Young Corydon and Phillis 258 Ye beaux of pleasure 274 Yes I could love, if I could find 287 You may cease to complain 288 |