My days have been fo wond'rous free
Maiden fresh as a rose

My friend and I

My Chloe, why do ye flight me

My dear mistress has a heart
May the ambitious ever find

My goddefs Lydia heavenly fair
My dearest maid, fince you defire?
Man may escape from rope and gun
My love was fickle once and changing

N.

Nancy to the green-wood gane
Now wat ye wha I met yeftreen
Now the fun's gane out o' fight

ii. 226

ii. 259

O lovely maid! how dear's thy power
O Bell, thy looks have kill'd my heart
O Sandy, why leaves thou thy Nelly to mourn

O Beffy Bell and Mary Gray

Of race divine thou needs must be

O Mary, thy graces and glances

Oh! lead me to some peaceful gloom

ii. 40

Oh! lead me to fome peaceful room..
Of all comforts I miscarried

Oh! the charming month of May
One evening as I lay

One long Whitfun.holy-day

ii. ib

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ii. 56

ii. 62.

ii. 66

One April morn, when from the fea

ii. 68

Our Polly is a fad flut! nor heeds, etc.

ii. 223

Ourselves, like the great, to fecure a retreat ii. 229
Old Chiron thus preach'd to his pupil Achilles ii, 2355

On Whitfunday morning

ii. 237

Of all the trades from east to weft

ii. 24 E

P.

Pain'd with her flighting Jamie's love
Peggy, now the king's come

Pious Selinda goes to prayers

Return hameward, my heart again

Rob's Jock came to woo our Jenny
Remember, Damon, you did tell

S

Subjected to the power of love.
Should auld acquaintance be forgot

Sweet fir, for your courtelie

Swift, Sandy,, Young, and Gay
Somnolente

Since all thy vows, false maid

Sandy in Edinburgh was born

Saw ye Jenny Nettles.

Sound, found the mufic, found it

i. 99

i. 181

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i. 64

i. 116.

i. 142

i. 146

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i. 194

i. 215

Speak on,- -fpeak thus, and ftil my grief i. 227

Stately stept he east the wa'

Send home my long ftray'd eyes to me.

Since times are so bad, I must tell thee, etc. ii. 46

See, Sirs, fee here! a doctor rare

ii. 55

Selinda fure's the brightest thing
Some fay women are like the fea
Since we die by the help of good wine
Shall, wafting in defpair

So much I love thee, O my treasure !

ii. 117

Singing charms the blefs'd above

ii. 118

Saw ye the nymph whom I adore

ii. 141

Sweet Nelly, my heart's delight

Since laws were made for ev'ry degree

Since drinking has power to bring us relief ii. 143

ii. 165

ii 229

ii. 236

Sum up all the delights

T.

Tho' beauty, like the rofe

Teach me, Chloe, how to prove "Tis I have feven braw new gowns The meal was dear fhort fyne

Tell me, Hamilla, tell me why

i. 43

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i. 98

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Tell me, tell me, charming creature *Twas fummer, and the day was fair The last time I came o'er the moor

The lafs of Peaty's mill

Tho' for feven years and mair honour, etc.. i.
Tibby has a ftore of charms

The pawky auld carle came o'er the lee

The lawland lads think they are fine

The collier has a daughter

This is not mine ain houfe

The maltman comes on Munday

i. 105

There was a wife won'd in a glen-
The fhepherd Adonis

i. 109

i. 143

The carle he came o'er the croft

The night her filent fable wore:
"Twas at the fearful midnight hour
The fun was funk beneath the hill

The morn was fair, faft was the air

The widow can bake, and the widowcanbrew, i. 162

The lawland maids gang trig and fine

'Tis not your beauty, nor your wit›

i. 163

i. 169

The yellow-hair'd laddie fat down on yon brae i. 2016

The bonny grey-ey'd morning begins to peep i. 2296

Ten years, like Troy, my ftubborn heart

ii

6%

There was anes a May, and she loo'd na men ii, 133

The graces and the wand'ring loves

ii, 140%

Tarry woo, tarry woo

ii. 176

The terrible law, when it fastens its paw.

ii. 187