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As tippling John was jogging on
Afist your vot'ry, friendly Nine
Awake, thou fairest thing in nature .
Away, you rover
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
Bless'd as th' immortal gods is he
Blyth, blyth, blyth, was she
By mason's art the aspiring dome
By the side of a great kitchen fire
Care, away gae thou frae me
Can love be contrould by advice
Celia, let not pride undo you
Celia, now my heart hath broke
Celia, too late you wou'd repent
Come carls a' of fumblers' ha'
Come, lads, ne'er plague your heads
Come let us prepare
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
Custom prevailing so long 'mongst the great
Cynthia frowns whene'er I woo her
~Fair Amoret is gone astray
Fair Iris and her swain
False tho' she be to me and love
Farewell, my bonny, bonny, witty, pretty Maggy
Fie! Liza, scorn the little arts
Flutt'ring spread thy purple pinions
From grave lessons and restraint
From rosy bowers, where sleeps the god of love
From Whyte's and Will's
Gently stir and blow the fire .
Gently touch the warbling lyre
Go, go, go, go, falsest of thy sex, begone .
Good madam, when ladies are willing
Good people, draw near
Hark! away, 'tis the merry ton'd horn
Hark how the trumpet sounds to battle .
Happy the world in that bless'd age
Having spent all my time
Here are people and sports
Here's a health to the king and a lasting peace
He that will not merry merry be
He who for ever
Hey! my kitten, a kitten
How bless'd are beggar-lasses .
How happy are we
How happy are we
How happy a state does the miller possess
How pleasant a failor's life passes
I am a poor maiden forsaken.
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
If heaven, its blessings to augment.
If love the virgin's heart invade
If Phillis denies me relief
If she be not kind as fair
you at an office solicit
I'll range around the shady bowers.
I'll fail upon the dog-star
I'll sing you a dittay, and warrant it true.
In ancient times, in Britain's isle
In pimps and politicians
In spite of love, at length I've found
In this grove my Strephon walk'd .
In yonder town there wons a May.
It was in and about the Martinmas time.
Jolly mortals, fill your glasses.
Kindly, kindly, thus my treasure
Last Sunday at St. James's pray’rs .
Leander on the bay
Leave off your foolish prating
Let matters of state
Let soldiers fight for prey or praise.
Let us drink and be merry, &c.
Let's drink, my friends, while here we live
Little fyren of the stage
Love, thou art the best of human joys
Maiden, fresh as a rose.
Man may escape from rope or gun
May the ambitious ever find .
My Chloe, why do ye slight me
My days have been so wondrous free
My dearest maid since
My dear mistress has a heart .
My friend and I .
My goddess Lydia, heavenly fair
My love was fickle once and changing
Now God be wi' old Symon .
Of all comforts I miscarried
Of all the girls in our town
Of all the girls that are so smart
Of all the torment, all the care
Of all the trades from east to west
Of Leister, fam'd for maidens fair
O grant me, kind Bacchus
O my heart, my heavy, heavy heart
O surprising, lovely fair
Oh ! happy, happy grove
Oh ! lead me to some peaceful gloom
Oh ! lead me to some peaceful room
Oh love! if a god thou wilt be
Oh! the charming month of May
Old Chiron thus preach'd to his pupil Achilles
On a bank beside a willow
On a bank of flowers
On Ettrick banks, in a summer's night
On Whitsunday morning
One April morn, when from the sea
One evening as I lay
One long Whitsun holiday
One Sunday after mass
Our Polly is a sad slut ! nor heeds, &c.
Ourselves, like the great, to secure a retreat
Phillis despise not your faithful lover
Phillis, the fairest of love's foes
Pious Selinda goes to prayers
Pray now, John, let Jug prevail
Pretty parrot, say, when I was away
Prithee, Billy, ben't so silly
Prithee, Susan, what doft muse on
Proud woman, I scorn you
Pure as the new-fallen snow appears
Remember, Damon, you did tell
ye the nymph whom I adore
See, fee, my Seraphina comes
See, see, she wakes, Sabina wakes
See, Sirs, see here! a doctor rare
Selinda sure's the brightest thing
Send home my long stray'd eyes to me
Shall I, wasting in despair
Since drinking has power to bring us relief
Since laws were made for every degree
Since times are so bad, I must tell thee, &c.
Since we die by the help of good wine
Singing charms the bless'd above
Some say women are like the sea
So much I love thee, O my treasure !
Stella and Flavia, every hour.
Sum up all the delights.
Sweet are the charms of her I love
Sweet Nelly, my heart's delight
Tarry woo, tarry woo
Ten years, like Troy, my stubborn heart .
The first time at the looking-glass.
The gamesters and lawyers are jugglers alike
The graces and the wandering loves
The gypsies came to our good lord's gate
The manners of the great affect
The miser thus a shilling sees
The modes of the court so common are grown
The nymph that undoes me is fair and unkind
The ordnance aboard
The play of love is now begun
The fages of old
The smiling morn, the breathing spring