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My heart is a-breaking, dear tittie, ... Burns, ...
My lassie is lovely, as May-day adorning, . Hogg, ...
My Peggy is a young thing, ...... Ramsay, . 115
Nae gentle dames, tho' e'er sae fair, ... Burns, s. 64
Nine times bleak winter's cranreuch snell,
Po cranreuch snell, Fletcher, . . 184
comfort near me,
Now ev’ning descending has darken'd the hill, Anonymous, .
Now flow'ry summer comes again, .. . M. . ..
Now in her green mantle, blythe Nature arrays, Burns, ..
Now nature cleeds the flowery lea, ... Do. ..
Now rosy May comes in wi' flowers, ... Do.
Now Sandy the winter's cauld blasts are awa,
Now simmer blinks on flowery braes,... Burns, H. 9
Now simmer decks the fields wi' flowers, . Watson, , 15
Now westlin winds, and slaughtering guns, , Burns, . .
Now winter comes wi' breath sae snell,., . . ..
Now ev'ning descendine ha dem
O Bessy Bell and Mary Gray, ..
O bonnie was yon rosy brier, .. .. . Burns, ..
O cam ye here the fight to shun, . . ..
Do. . .
O Clutha! wild thy banks appear, .... J. Burtt, . .
O dinna think, bonnie lassie, · · · · ·
O'er the mist-shrouded clifts, ......
O happy, happy were the days, . . . M P.
Of a' the airts the wind can blaw, . .
Oh had I a house, and a cantie wee fire, . .
Oh, tell me, bonnie young lassie, .... Macneill, .
Oh where, tell me where, · · · · · · Mrs. Grant,
0, I am come to the low country, ·
0 I hae seen when fields were green, ... Cunningham,
O ken ye what Meg o' the mill has gotten, . Burns,
O lassię art thou sleeping yet, .....
Olassie I lo'e dearest, ........ J. Burtt, .
O Logan, sweetly didst thou glide, ...
O Logie o' Buchan, O Logie the laird, ..
O luve will venture in,...... .. Burns, . .
O mirk, mirk is this midnight hour, ... Do. . .
O Nannie wilt thou gang wi' me, ..... Dr. Percy, • 181
On Ettrick banks, on a simmer's night, ..
On Linden when the sun was low, .. Campbell, .
O send Lewie Gordon hame, ..... Dr. A. Geddes,
O stay, sweet warbling wood-lark, stay, . Burns, . .
Our auld forbears, when owre their yill, . MP . .
Our bugles sung truce, · · · · · ·
0 wae to the warriors,
wat ye wha's in yon town, . .... Burns, : . 241
O welcome winter wi' thy. charms, ... J. Burtt, . . 332
O were I on Parnassus hill, .... Burns, . . 296
O whare got ye that hauvermeal bannock, . . . . . .
O why should old age so much wound us, 0, Skinner, .. 12
O Willie brew'd a peck o' maut, .... Burns 114
O will I come when yont the knowes,... J. Burtt, . . 334
Pale poverty an’ girnin' care, : ....... Charles Gray, 109
Powers celestial whose protection, ... Burns, .'. 127
Raving winds around her blowing, ... Burns, ... 290
Row saftly thou stream, . ........ .. . . .. 247
Sae flaxen were her ringlets, ..... Burns, H. 193
Sair sair, was my heart, · · · · · · ·
Saw ye my wee thing, ........ Macneill. .
Scenes of woe, and scenes of pleasure, .. Richard Gall,
Scots wha hae wi? Wallace bled, · · · · Burns, · 17
See spring her graces wild disclose, .. . . . . . . 68
She's fair and fause that causes my smart, Burns, .. 210
She's jilted me, and now I'm free, ..... Anonymous, 296
She took me in, she set me down, ....
She vow'd, she swore, she would be mine, • Mrs. Grant, 141
Shou'd auld acquaintance be forgot, ... Burns, . . 138
Since all thy vows, false maid, ....
Since uncle's death i've lads anew, . . . . . . . . 44
Sing a' ye bards, wi' loud acclaim, . ... Wm. Glen, 248
Sit ye down here my cronies, ... . . . . . . . . 232
Slow spreads the gloom my soul desires, . . Burns, . . 266
Speak on, speak thus, and still my grief, .. Ramsay, . . 285
Sweet Annie frae the sea-beach came, .
Sweet fa's the eve on Craigie-burn Wood, . Burns, . .
Sweet is May morning, the heath hills adorning, A. G. Bain,
The bonnie brucket lassie, ...... Tytler, .. 134
The bright rose o' simmer, . . . . . . Anonymous, . 231
The broom, the brier, the birken bush, .. Tannahill,. 270
The bud on the brier it is bonnie enough, ..
The Catrine woods were yellow seen, ....
The day returns, my bosom burns, ...... Do. . . 117
The deil cam fiddling thro' the town, ... Do. .. 277
The ey'ning shade around is spread, · ·
W. Glass, . 164
The gloomy night is gathering fast, i.. Burns, .. 46
The laird wha in riches and honour, ... Ramsay, . . 48
The lass of Patie's mill, ....... Do.
The lasses fain wad hae frae me, ....160
The last time I came o'er the muir, ... Ramsay, .'. 78
The Lawland lads think they are fine, .. Do.
The Lawland maids gang trig and fine, .. Do.
The lily of the vale is sweet, . .
The lovely moon had climbed the hill, . . Lowe, ... 145
The moon had climb'd the highest hill, ... Do..
The night her silent sable wore, · · · ·
The silver moon's enamour'd beam, ... Cunningham,
The small birds rejoice, .... i'. i Burns, . .
The smiling morn, the breathing spring, . Mallet, ..
The summer. it was smiling, · · · · · ·
The sun has gaen down o'er the lofty Ben L. Tannahill, . 319
The sun in the west, ............. Richard Gall, 195
The sun raise so rosy, the gay hills adorning, Macneill,
Thc wind blew hie o'er mair and lea, ... Do.
The winter sat lang on the spring o'the year, Mayne, .. 88
The yellow hair'd laddie sat down on yon brae, .. .. . 46
Their groves o' sweet myrtles, . . . . . Burns, . .
There's auld Rob Morris that wons in yon glen, Do. .. 256
There's cauld kail in Aberdeen, ...
.. . 85.328
There lives a lassie on yon brae, .... Skinner, .. . 22
There's nought but care on every hand, .. Burns, . .
There was a wee bit wifeikie, ... i . . Dr. A. Geddes, 178
They snool me sair, and haud me down, . . Burns, ..
Thickest night o'erhang my dwelling, : ..
Though women's minds, like winter winds, . Do.
Thou ling'ring star with less'ning ray, i.
Thy cheek is o' the roses hue, ' . . . . .
Tibbie Fowler o' the glen, ......
Trilling harp, come let us sing, . ....
True-hearted was he, ... . . . . . Burns, .
Turn again thou fair Eliza, ..... Do.
'Twas ae day in autumn, ....... Charles Gray,
Twas ev'n, the dewy fields were green, . . Burns, ..
'Twas in that season of the year, .... R. Hewitt, ..
'Twas on the morn of sweet May-day, .
'Twas summer, and softly the breezes, ' .
Twas when the wan leaf, . . . . . . . . . 94
'Twas within a mile of Edinburgh town, . . ..... 69
Up amang yon eliffy rocks, ...... Dudgeon, · 129
We'll meet beside the dusky glen, . :.. Tannahill, · 258
Whan Kimmer and I were groom and bride, :
. . . . 166
Whan Maggy and I war acquaint, · · · · Lord rester,
• Lord Yester, 108
'Whan nature first began, jean, ...Charles Gray, 35
Whan war had broke in,.. · · · · · · ·
Whare hae ye been a' day, ...... Macneill,
What ails you now, my daintie Pate, ... Douglas, . 224
What beauties does Flora disclose, ... Crawford,
What can a young lassię do wi' an auld man, Burns, . .
Wha the deil hae we got for a king, · · · · · · · ·
Wha wadna be in love, .. '. .
When I have a saxpence under my thumb, . . . . . . 40
When I think on this warld's pelf, ...
When I upon thy bosom lean, . . . . .
. Lapraik, . 67
When John and me were married, .. .
When Katie was scarce out nineteen, ... . . . . . 321
When life was gay, an' hope was young, .. Anonymous, 274
When o'er the hill the eastern star, . . : Burns, .. 305
When our ancient forefathers, . . . . . Shirra, .. 27
When poortith cauld and sour disdain, ... Tannahill, . 289
When Rosie was faithful, -. . . . . Do.
When silent time wi' lightly foot, ... Miss Blamyre, 306
When the sheep are in the fauld, ....
When wild war's deadly blast was bławir, . 'Burns, . . 309
Where Echaig joins the briny tide, ... Fletcher, . . 169
While Luna in splendour, .
. M. . . . 181
While Phæbus reposes in Thetis's bosom,. Wilson, .. 313
Will ye gae to the ewe-bughts, Marion, . .... . 284
Will ye go to the Indies, my Mary, 1... Burns, . . 92
Will ye gang o'er the lea rig, .... Fergusson, ..
Wi' truest heart I love thee, Jean, ... Charles Gray, 302
Wi' warblin' note an' mellow tongue, ... Anonymous, 255
Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon, ...
Ye banks, and braes, and streams around, .
Young Donald is the blythest lad, ...
You've surely heard o' famous Neil, ...
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