[...]E Humming Bird OR, NEW AMERICAN SONGSTER: WITH MODERN TOASTS AND SENTIMENTS.
Boston:PRINTED AND SOLD BY SPOTSWOOD AND ETHERIDGE.1798.
The Humming Bird.
CHARMING SUE.
MARY'S TRUE.
THE SEAMAN'S HOME.
FOR YOU, MY LOVELY GIRL.
THE CAN OF FLIP.
THE MIDSHIPMAN.
A STORY OF SORROW.
THE CAPTURED CREW.
BEN BLOCK.
THE SEA-WORN TAR.
THE DAUNTLESS SAILOR.
FAIR KATE OF PORTSMOUTH
POOR TOM, OR THE SAILOR'S EPITAPH.
THE LUCKY ESCAPE.
CHARMING NANCY.
THE CALEDONIAN MAID.
LET'S TIE THE KNOT MY SALLY.
SWEET LILIES OF THE VALLEY.
GIVE ME THE GIRL THAT'S KIND AND FREE.
LUBIN'S RURAL COT.
WHITHER MY LOVE.
PRIMROSES.
THE MAID OF BOSTON.
THE ROW.
THAT'S YOUR SORT.
I NEVER WILL BE MARRIED.
WHY MOURNS MY FAITHFUL LOVER.
ROW, DOW, DOW.
THE SWEET LITTLE GIRL THAT I LOVE.
MA BELLE COQUETTE.
THE VEIL.
TIPPY BOB.
LOVELY MARY.
A MAID I LOVE.
A GLASS IS GOOD.
THE LASSY OF MY HEART.
THE NEGRO BOY. Sold for a Metal Watch, by an African Prince.
WRETCHED HENRY.
RECEIPT FOR THE VAPOURS.
THE NUN'S COMPLAINT.
THE HAPPY SHEPHERDESS.
THE BARKING BARBER.
THE DRUMMER.
THE GIRL OF MY HEART.
Sung in the Woodman.
Sung by Mr. Banister.
THE WESTERN SKY.
FAIR MARIA OF THE DALE.
TOM TACLE, A much admired Song composed by Mr. Dibdin, in his entertainment of Castles in the Air.
[...] LAVENDER GIRL.
ARISTIPPUS.
THANKSGIVING SONG.
IN PURSUIT OF THE FASHION.
FISHING.
MAKE MUCH OF TO-DAY.
THE NEGLECTED FAIR.
SWEET WILLY.
YOUNG DONALD.
RETURNING SPRING.
IN THE DEAD OF THE NIGHT.
DEAR IS MY LITTLE NATIVE VALE.
THE FOND FAIR.
THE GIRL IS BEWITCH'D.
THE LARK HAD PROCLAIM'D THE NEW DAY.
O, WE SHALL LIVE TOGETHER.
ADELAIS.
THE ROSARY.
I TREAD THE BORDERS.
THE WAVING WILLOW.
DEAR WANDERER.
OH, COME AWAY.
THE CHOICE.
HOW PLEAS'D WITHIN MY NATIVE BOW'RS.
CUPID'S BOW.
ELVIRA.
ABSENCE.
TUG AT THE OAR. Sung in the Purse.
HOW SWEET WHEN THE SILVER MOON IS BLINKING.
THE TEAR.
THE STOLEN KISS.
THE KISS REPAID.
THE IMAGINARY KISS.
THE MEETING KISS.
THE RECONCILING KISS.
THE MUTUAL KISS.
CAROLINE OF LITCHFIELD.
THE PEASANT'S PETITION.
ABSENCE
THE EARTHEN JUG.
TOBY PHILPOT.
OLD AGNES. (Sequel to Toby Philpot.)
NANCY; Or the Sailor's Journal.
THE DRUM.
KNOWING JOE.
MODERN FASHIONS.
THE HOBBIES. Written and Sung by Mr. Williamson.
MAJOR ANDRE'S SOLILOQUY.
[The foregoing was written by Major Andre, while a prisoner in the American camp.]
'Twas in Edinborough town I first met the Lad.
THE GIPSEY.
MY BONNY JOE IS GONE TO SEA.
THE TEMPEST.
LITTLE FARTHING RUSH LIGHT.
SHAKESPEARE'S SEVEN AGES PARAPHRASED.
FRESH AND STRONG.
THE MULBERRY TREE.
THE COLUMBIAN HERO.
We Soldiers Drink, We Soldiers Sing.
'TIS NO FAULT OF MINE.
HITHER, MARY, HITHER COME.
POOR JACK.
WHILE HIGH THE FOAMING SURGES RISE.
COME CHEER UP MY LADS.
PATTERN OF CHIEFS. On the BIRTH of GEORGE WASHINGTON, Commander in Chie [...] of the American forces.
ADAMS AND LIBERTY. The Boston Patriotic Song, Composed by Thomas Paine, A. M. Tune-"To Anacreon in Heaven."
RISE COLUMBIA. By the same.
TOUGH TIMES.
HARVARD PATRIOTIC ODE. Tune, "Rule Britannia."
GUARDIANS OF OUR NATION.
TOM TRIGGERS ADIEU.
VICAR AND MOSES.
WHAT A CHARMING FELLOW.
THE CROPS.
LESSON OF LOVE.
TYRANT CUSTOM.
TO THE LARK.
CUPID.
I'M WEARY OF GRANDEUR.
THE MAID OF THE MILL.
FROM NIGHT TILL MORN.
THE INDIAN CHIEF.
OF LOVE I MADE A JEST.
LOVE I'M FORBIDDEN TO NAME.
PHILLIS AND STREPHON.
THE ROSE TREE.
SWEET NIGHTINGALE.
SINCE EMMA CAUGHT MY ROVING EYE.
SHALL I, LIKE AN HERMIT, DWELL.
LITTLE LAD.
Duet—La Gloire and Madolon.
SIMILE.
HOOK OR BY CROOK.
COME MY SYLVIA.
BRIGHT PHOEBUS.
TALLY HO.
THE DUSKY NIGHT.
YE SPORTSMEN DRAW NEAR.
JOCKEY TO THE FAIR.
ELIZA.
UNION OF THE GODS. Tune—"To Anacreon in Heaven."
COLUMBIA'S BALD EAGLE.
THE GENIUS OF COLUMBIA.
ODE TO COLUMBIA'S FAVOURITE SON.
AMERICAN SPIRIT.
THE AMERICAN GRENADIER.
INDEPENDENCE.
ODE TO CHARITY. Composed by J. LATHRO [...], jun. Esq
PLATO.
WHEN FIRST TO HELEN'S LUTE.
LOVE.
POT OF BROWN ALE.
BACCHUS'S WINE CELLAR.
ON BRANDY AND BEER.
WOMEN AND WINE.
BETSEY BLOSSOM.
OH EVER IN MY BOSOM LIVE.
WHEN BIDDEN TO THE WAKE.
JEM OF ABERDEEN.
SOOTHING SLEEP.
On the birth of GEORGE WASHINGTON.
HAIL COLUMBIA. The Philadelphia Patriotic Song. Tune—President's March.
THE FEDERAL CONSTITUTION BOYS, AND LIBERTY FOREVER. The New-York Patriotic Song. Tune—Washington's March, & Yankee Doodle.
AMERICAN UNION. Tune—"Rule Rritannia."
DEATH OR LIBERTY. Tune—Rule Britannia.
CHIEFTAINS OF COLUMBIA.
TO ARMS.
THE WAY TO AVOID WAR.
ALL FOR A SONG.
APPENDIX: CONTAINING THE MOST CELEBRATED MASONIC SONGS.
ORIGIN OF MASONRY.
[Sung to the tune King Solomon.]
ROYAL ARCH SONG.
[Tune, In Infancy, &c.]
Maybe sung to the Tune, Rule Britannia.
[Tune, Sweet are the charms, &c.]
THE REVIVAL OF MASONRY.
Tune—Vicar of Bray.
[Tune—Rural Felicity.]
[Tune—Goddess of Ease.]
[Tune—In Infancy.]
[Tune, Hearts of Oak]
[Tune—Belleisle March]
TOASTS & SENTIMENTS.
THE American Flag—may every nation respect its bearers—may the radiance of its stars shed a lustre over its friends, but its stripes lacerate the backs of its enemies.
The union of these free, sovereign, and independent states—may it prove most firm, when most tried.
The American Eagle. Under the protecting influence of its fostering wing, we trust our fate to Heaven—but, when its offered olive branch is spurned by the haughty mandate of imperious villains, quickly may the thunderbolt of its vengeance, be hurled on their devoted heads.
The President of the United States—born to achieve and defend the liberties of his Country, obstacles serve only to invigorate, and dangers to strengthen the native energies of his heroic mind.
The President—"Some other hand must be found to sign the ignominious deed, that would surrender the sovereignty of his country."
[Page 268]George Washington—may we in the last resort, convince France, and the world, that every village in our country will afford its Pichegrue, every hamlet its Buonaparte, and a Washington to lead them to victory and fame.
General Washington—"His name a rampart, and the knowledge that he lives a bulwark against all open and secret enemies of his country's peace."
The Congress of the United States—while genius, eloquence and judgment preside, as they have done over our national councils, we may with justice sneer at the bombastic threats of our enemies.
Our late Envoys Extraordinary to France—may we adopt their noble sentiments, that we had better expend the who [...]e resources of our country, than surrender one cent as the price of National degradation and dishonor.
The Patriots of America, whose blood was shed at the Altar of Liberty. May the sons never lose the fire of their fathers to preserve those blessings transmitted to them.
The Soldiery of the United States—may they never want spirit to resent the injuries done, or insults offered their country, ardor to pursue to victory, nor mercy to adorn their conquests.
[Page 269]The Navy of the United States—may its early and insantine achievements prognosticate its future glory and success.
The gallant Youth of America—may they justly appreciate the fair inheritance transmitted to them by their ancestors.
The honest American. May he never forget, that one humiliation invariably produces another, and that the only means to preserve honorable peace, is to discover a readiness and promptitude for necessary war.
The Cincinnati throughout America—may they continue in a fixed resolution to maintain, and transmit unimpaired, that independence for which they have braved every danger.
The liberal Clergy—may they be united, and persevere in opposing the enemies of God and their Country.
The Fair Sex—may their arms prove our sweetest refuge in adversity, and their smiles the truest antidote to care.
Agriculture, Commerce, and Manufactures—the boon of industry, renumerating its patrons.
The just, the good, and the virtuous of all nations— may their influence restore the moral principles of society, debased and degraded by modern atheistical philosophy.
[Page 270]Republicanism—may its name be no longer abused to sanction crimes, at which despotism would blush.
May a just resentment of an elightened people fall upon all disorganizers of our happy government.
Arts, Science, and virtue, to civilize the savage, and to stay the retrogression of the civilized.
Peace to all the world—when we can sit under our vines and our own fig-trees, and enjoy unmolested the fruit of our labors.
The sentiments of the day—"Millions for defence, but not a cent for tribute."
The enemies of our administration—we wish them no greater punishment than to be the wretched spectators of the zeal, animation, and affection of its friends.
The first duties of a good citizen—reverence for the laws, and respect for the magistracy.
May tyranny and oppression, under the sacred name of liberty, never be countenanced in the detestable views of enslaving the free and virtuous sons of United America.
Gratitude to our friends, and generosity to our enemies.
May the poor merit esteem, and the rich veneration.
May the volume of beauty never be stained by contaminated fingers.
[Page 271]May religion and politics slow from upright and liberal principles.
May the cheerful heart never want an agreeable companion.
May virtue shine when every other light is out.
May the honey of rectitude sweeten the bitterness of sorrow.
May the heart never covet what the hand has no right to.
May the smiles of the fair reward the efforts of the brave.
May virtue in distress always meet a liberal protector.
May fortune fill the lap where charity guides the hand.
The voyage of life, may it end in the haven of happiness.
May the duties of social life never give way to selfishness.
Religion without bigotry, and remorse without despair.
Reason in our actions, religion in our thoughts, and reflection in our expressions.
The unity of hearts in the union of hands.
Success without a check to the arms of the Free:
Serenity to every breast that beats with phila [...] thropy.
[Page 272]The gate of life—may it never be shut age the honest.
The lovers of virtue in the arms of beauty.
Society's surest cement—temperance and modesty.
The fruit of good deeds to the winter of our lives.
The man we prize and the maid we love.
The sunshine of plenty to the retreat of goodness.
Valor without cruelty, and virtue without hypocrisy.
The friendly bosom—may it never want a friend.
May friendship smile on our cups, and content on our minds.
Wit without virulence, wine without excess, and wisdom without affectation.
Warmth to every heart in a good cause.
Youth without violence, and old age without virulence.
Prosperity to the liberty of the press in asserting the rights of the people—confusion to it when it descends to licentiousness.
Plenty to the heart expanded by generosity.
May the examples of evil produce good, and reward, effect that reformation to which punishment has been ineffectual.
Reason—may it be enthroned a supreme monarch, and our passions subject to his laws.
[Page 273]Cupid's magic ring on the middle finger.
Freedoms triumvirate—love, wine, and liberty.
When anger clouds the brow, may forgiveness rule in the heart.
The moments of mirth—may they be regulated by the dial of reason.
May the heart that achs at the sight of sorrow always be blest with means to relieve it.
The friends of distress—may they never know want or sorrow.
May the wreath of victory ever flourish on the brow of liberty.
The lovers of liberty—may they never want the comforts of life.
May the presence of the fair curb the wish of the licentious.
May we look forward with pleasure, and back without remorse.
Pleasures that please on reflection.
May fortune resemble the bottle and bowl—and stand by the man who cannot stand by himself.
When wine enlivens the heart, let friendship surround the bottle.
[...]ay we never, by overleaping the bounds of prudence, trespass upon the bosom of friendship.
[Page 274]The bud of affection—may it be ripened by the sunshine of sincerity.
When honour is to be decided by the sword, may it never find the way to the heart.
May he who has spirit to resent a wrong, have a heart to forgive it.
The gifts of the gods—a handsome wife, a steady friend, and sound claret.
May the wings of love never receive a moulting thro' the means of a severe reprimand.
In the choice of professions may that of friendship be the surest of success.
What vice gains by traffic, may she lose on her voyage home.
Industry—may it always be rewarded as the favorite of fortune.
May all civil distinctions among men be founded on public utility.
May neither precedent nor antiquity be a sanction to errors pernicious to mankind
Absalom's end to the fomenters of public mischief.
Cork to the heels, cash to the pockets, courage to the hearts, and concord to the heads of all the friends to the United States of America.
May our wants never proceed from negligences of our own creation.
When love attacks the heart may honour be the proposer of a truce.
[Page 275]May the civil power never interpose between the conscience of man and his Maker.
The Americans—may they be as averse to invading the rights of others, as zealous in maintaining their own.
May the morality of individuals, prove the policy of nations.
Community of goods, unity of hearts, nobility of sentiments, and truth of feelings, to the real lovers of the fair sex.
Envy in an air-pump without a passage to breathe through.
Goodness in our thoughts, gentleness in our words, and generosity in our actions.
Honour in our breasts and humanity in our hands.
Hope and happiness in every state of life.
May the eye that drops for the misfortune of others never shed a tear for its own.
Liberty—may it never degenerate into licentiousness.
All we wish and all we want.
Beauty without affectation, and merit without conceit.
[Page 276]Innocence to the rising generation—and may a good conscience be the companion of their lives.
May a joke never be forestalled with a laugh.
May we never float on the waves of ignorance.
May the miser's fear anticipate disgrace.
Our husbandmen, seamen, and industrious mechanics—may they never want a harvest to their labours, nor peace to enjoy it.
The prize of wisdom—may it find many candidates.
The hand that gives, and the heart that forgives.
May the coward never wear a blue coat, nor the hypocrite a black one.
May health paint the check and sincerity the heart:
The sweets of sensibility without the bitters.
The pleasures of imagination realized.
Taste to our pleasure, and pleasure to our taste.
Honour's best employment—the protection of innocence.
Improvement to our arts and invention to our artists.
Inefficacy to the projects of those who would hurt us of our country.
MASONIC TOASTS.
MAY universal Masonry be the only universal monarchy—and reign triumphant in the hearts of the worthy.
May the tongue of every mason be the key of his heart: may it eve [...] hang in just equilibrium —and never be suffered to lie, to injure a brother.
May every mason's heart have the ardency of charcoal, and the freedom of chalk—but not the coldness or hardness of marble, when the distresses of a brother claim assistance.
The square in conduct, the level in condition, the plumb-line in rectitude, and the compass in prudence to all masons.
The splendour of the east, the repose of t [...] and the solidity of the west, to every [...] lodge of free and accepted masons.
May the fragrance of good report, like a sprig of cassia, bloom over the head of every departed brother.
Our sisters—may they have as much reason to admire our wisdom, as the queen of Sheba had that of our grand master Solomon.
[Page 278]May we be entered apprentices to beauty and fellow crafts in love, but still masters of our passions.
May wisdom contrive our happiness; strength support our virtuous resolutions; and beauty adorn our beds.
May the rays of celestial li [...]ht pierce through the veil of ignorance, and perseverance remove the key-stone that covers truth.
May the roya [...] arch cover every honest mason's heart: and the glory of the first temple overshadow all who act up to the true principles of masonry.
INDEX.
- AH: fashion, wherefore do'st thou still Page. 35
- A maid I love who loves not me Page. 39
- A glass is good, and a lass is good Page. 40
- Again, my dear friends, since we're met in full glee Page. 57
- Alas! they've torn my love away Page. 95
- Attention pray give while of hobbies I sing Page. 118
- A soldier is the noblest name Page. 132
- A soldier, a soldier, a soldier for me Page. 162
- A rose tree in full bearing Page. 178
- A few years in the days of my grannam Page. 184
- At the sound of the horn Page. 189
- Awake from delusion ye sons of the brave Page. 204
- As in a grot reclin'd Page. 225
- A song, a song, is the cry of mankind Page. 239
- Almighty fire! our heavenly king Page. 243
- A Mason's daughter fair and young Page. 256
- Bright Phabus has mounted the chariot of day Page. 180
- Bacchus open all thy treasure Page. 266
- [Page ii]Come, pretty Poll, thy tears refrain Page. 6
- Chloe, by that borrow'd kiss Page. 83
- Coelia, by those smiling graces Page. 85
- Come, courage, lads, and drink away Page. 105
- Come each gallant lad Page. 112
- Come [...]ither, ye youths, and attend to my call Page. 121
- Cease, [...]ude boreas, boisterous railer Page. 123
- Come, cheer up, my lads, 'tis to glory we steer Page. 145
- Cupid, god of love and joy Page. 171
- Cou'd you to battle march away Page. 183
- Come my Sylvin come and bless Page. 186
- Columbia's Bald Eagle displays in his claws Page. 203
- Come all grenadiers, let us join hand in hand Page. 210
- Contented I am, and contented I'll be Page. 218
- Columbians all, the present hour Page. 238
- Come let us prepare Page. 248
- Come, come, my breth'ren dear Page. 259
- Dapper Ted Tattoo is my natty name Page. 47
- Dear is my little native vale Page. 66
- Dear wanderer. O whither thy step shall I trace Page. 73
- Dear sir, this brown jug that now foams with mild ale Page. 107
- Did not tyrant custom guide me Page. 170
- Extinguish the candles, give Phoebus fair play Page. 197
- E'er time's great ma [...]hine was in motion Page. 241
- Ere God the Universe began Page. 244
- [Page iii]Fair Kate of Portsmouth lov'd a tar Page. 16
- From dimpled youth to wrinkled age Page. 76
- Farewell ye groves and crystal fountains Page. 101
- From whom I'm descended, or how I came here Page. 104
- Fresh and strong the breeze is blowing Page. 130
- F [...]ckle bliss, fantastic treasure Page. 143
- From the court to the cottage convey me away Page. 172
- From night till morn I take my glas Page. 174
- Forsaken my pipe and my crook Page. 177
- Farewell, ye green fields and sweet groves Page. 178
- Good people all attend to me, I'll sing you a merry tale sir Page. 115
- Gallants attend, and hear a friend Page. 137
- Go, patter to lubbers and swabs, d'ye see Page. 140
- Guardians of our nation, stand firm in your station Page. 160
- Go, tuneful bird, that glads the skies Page. 171
- Great WASHINGTON the hero's come Page. 206
- Genius of Masonry descend Page. 253
- Have we cross'd the boist'rous main Page. 5
- Here a sheer hulk, lies poor Tom Bowling Page. 17
- Hark forward's the word, and all join in the chace Page. 58
- How pleas'd within my native bow'rs Page. 75
- How sweet when the silver moon is blinking Page. 79
- How pleasant a sailor's life passes Page. 105
- Hither, Mary, hither come Page. 135
- [Page iv]How stands the glass around Page. 136
- Hear me gallant sailor hear me Page. 144
- Hail godlike WASHINGTON Page. 146
- Hark, hark the loud drums call the soldiers away Page. 161
- Hail independence, hail Page. 211
- Heaven's fav'rite daughter, power divine Page. 214
- HAIL COLUMBIA! happ [...] land Page. 227
- Hark! The c [...]arion's shrill alarms Page. 237
- Hail Mason [...]y! thou craft divine Page. 246
- Hail Masonry! thou sacred art Page. 257
- Hail to the CRAFT! at whose serene command Page. 262
- Here social love ferenely smiles Page. 264
- I'm here or there a jolly dog Page. 9
- I was press'd while a rowing so happy Page. 12
- I that once was a ploughman a sailor am now Page. 18
- I've found, my fair, a true love not Page. 21
- I'm a dashing dog, you may see that I am Page. 28
- I like each girl that I come near Page. 38
- In this sad and silent gloom Page. 44
- In the world's crooked path where I've been Page. 49
- In the land of Hibernia young Pat drew his breath Page. 51
- In the dead of the night when with labour opprest Page. 65
- I tread the borders of the main Page. 72
- If truth can fix the wav'ring heart Page. 91
- I am a jo [...]ly ga [...] pedlar Page. 93
- If your lovers maids forsake you Page. 102
- I was call'd knowing Joe by the boys of our town Page. 113
- In vain the broom blooms fresh and gay Page. 12 [...]
- [Page v]If e'er I should learn the sweet lesson of love Page. 169
- I've kiss'd and I've prattled with fifty fair maids Page. 173
- In Charles the second's merry days Page. 195
- In hist'ry we're told how the lodges of old Page. 260
- Ki [...]kardy is a bonny place Page. 70
- King Solomon that wise projector Page. 251
- Let care be a stranger to each jovial soul Page. 55
- Let ali [...] th [...]se who would wish to hear reason Page. 60
- Long ere the tints of rosy day Page. 71
- Let me fly into thy arms Page. 84
- Little thinks the townsman's wife Page. 98
- Lovely woman, pride of nature Page. 99
- Lord what care I for mam or dad Page. 167
- Let Masonry from pole to pole Page. 244
- My friends all declare that my time is mispent Page. 33
- Ma Belle Coquette, ah! why disdain Page. 34
- My name's Tippy Bob Page. 36
- My heart from my bosom would fly Page. 81
- My true honest fellows who smoke with such glee Page. 108
- Night scarce her mantle had withdrew Page. 11
- Ned oft' had brav'd the field of battle Page. 94
- Not long ago how blythe was I Page. 176
- [Page vi]No more I'll court the town-bred fair Page. 221
- No sect in the world can with masons compare Page. 257
- O you, whose lives on land are pass'd Page. 5
- Oh! say, have you my Mary seen Page. 20
- O'er barren hills and flow'ry dales Page. 22
- On Entick's green meadows where innocence reigns Page. 32
- On freedom's happy land Page. 50
- One morning in June, when all nature did bloom Page. 59
- Of Columbia's boast the praise be mine Page. 61
- Oh, come away Page. 74
- O think on my fate!—once I freedom enjoyed Page. 78
- On a mossy bank reclin'd Page. 82
- Our trade to work in clay began Page. 103
- Our immortal poet's page Page. 127
- O [...] what joys does conquest yield Page. 146
- Oh ever in my bosom live Page. 222
- O what a happy thing it is Page. 263
- Poets may sing of their Helicon streams Page. 229
- Returning home, across the plain Page. 24
- Returning spring resumes the groves Page. 64
- Restrain'd from the sight of my dear Page. 77
- Return ye raptur'd hours Page. 120
- Roving about, good fellows to meet Page. 217
- [Page]Sweet Laura, see the fatal hour Page. 42
- Such a Tom-boy before I had enter'd my teens Page. 68
- Sweet innate—sensibility Page. 81
- Sweet zephyr tho' 'midst rose-buds playing Page. 99
- Sons of Bacchus lets be gay Page. 106
- Sir Solomon Simons, when he did wed Page. 126
- Sweet nightingale! Queen of the spray Page. 179
- Since Emma caught my roving eye Page. 180
- Shall I, like an hermit, dwell ibid.
- Songs of Shepherds in rustical roundclays Page. 187
- Sing Yankee Doodle, that fine tune Page. 208
- Says Plato, why should man be vain Page. 215
- So much of Masonry's been sung Page. 265
- To distant shores the breezy wind Page. 8
- The sea-worn tar, who in the war Page. 14
- The dauntless sailor leaves his home Page. 15
- 'Twas underneath a May-blown bush Page. 20
- To be sure I don't love in my heart, now Page. 27
- 'Twas in his vessel sailing Page. 30
- The spangled green confess'd the morn Page. 40
- The western sky was purpl'd o'er Page. 50
- 'Tis not the tint of ruby hu [...] Page. 52
- Tom [...]kle was noble, was true to his word Page. 53
- The [...] had proclaim'd the new day Page. 69
- Tho' [...]ft we [...]t severe distress Page. 71
- 'Twas at the [...]r of day's decline Page. 72
- The ch [...] [...] that nip'd the rose Page. 77
- The v [...] [...] with toil had done Page. 89
- [Page viii]Thro' groves-sequester'd, dark and still Page. 91
- The eve her silver vestment wore Page. 96
- The infant spring returns again Page. 97
- Tho' late I was plump, round and j [...]lly Page. 100
- 'Twas past meridian half past four Page. 110
- 'Twas in Edinborough town Page. 120
- The sweet briar grows in the merry green wood Page. 131
- There's Ichabod has come to town Page. 155
- There was once, it is said, when, is out of my head Page. 163
- The sun sets at night, and the stars shun the day Page. 175
- Tho' I am now a very little lad Page. 181
- The rose just bursting into bloom Page. 184
- The dusty night rides down the sky Page. 191
- 'Twas on the morn of sweet May day Page. 193
- The summer gay, delightful scene Page. 194
- To COLUMBIA, who, gladly reclin'd at her ease Page. 200
- The tuneful Lavrocks cheer the grove Page. 224
- 'Tis Masonry unites mankind Page. 255
- TOASTS AND SENTIMENTS Page. 267
- When duty call'd I fail'd away Page. 3
- When bending o'er the lofty yard Page. 7
- When whistling winds are heard to blow Page. 13
- While happy in my fair one's arms, Page. 23
- Whither, my love, ah! whither art thou gone Page. 25
- When spring returning decks the groves ibid.
- Where Charles's tide encircling leaves Page. 26
- [Page ix]When I had scarcely told sixteen Page. 29
- When night and l [...]ft upon my guard Page. 37
- When thirst of gold enslaves the mind Page. 41
- Why will Laura thus retire Page. 43
- When summer smiling bid [...] the hills Page. 45
- When [...] er I view the opening dawn Page. 55
- Whilst on those hills I feed my sheep Page. 62
- When lovers for favors petition Page. 67
- When in a garden sweet I walk Page. 75
- When first I slipp'd my leading strings—to please her little Poll Page. 80
- When Fanny I saw, as she trip'd o'er the green Page. 83
- Why that sadn [...]ss on thy brow Page. 84
- When Donald first came wooing me Page. 86
- When I was a chit. just got into my teens, Page. 87
- When the trees are all bare, not a leaf to be seen Page. 92
- Winds, gently tell my love Page. 101
- We soldiers drink, we soldiers sing Page. 133
- Whi [...]e high the foaming surges rise Page. 142
- When first the sun o'er ocean glow'd Page. 154
- While discord [...]s bloody flag unfurl'd Page. 159
- Well met jolly fellows, well met Page. 199
- When first to Helen's late Page. 216
- When one's drunk not a girl but looks pretty Page. 219
- When Jove was resolv'd to create the round earth Page. 220
- When bidden to the wake or fair Page. 223
- When Britain with despotic sway Page. 231
- When our great sires this land explor'd Page. 232
- When Mason [...]y expiring lay, by knaves and fools rejected Page. 247
- Wake the lute and quiv'ring strings Page. 261
- [Page]Ye ling'ring winds that feebly blow
- You ask why I thus droop my head Page. 1
- Ye gents, give ear to me I pray Page. 45
- Young Donald is a bonny lad Page. 63
- Ye youths, wheresoever ye wander so free Page. 88
- Young Damon has woo'd me a monstrous long time Page. 134
- Ye sons of Columbia, who bravely have fought Page. 150
- Ye nymphs and swains, Page. 168
- Ye sportsmen draw near, and ye sportswomen too Page. 192
- Youth and beauty kindle love, Page. 216
- Yet awhile sweet sleep deceive me Page. 224
- Ye chieftains of Columbia, your forces marshal out Page. 234
- Ye dull stupid mortals give o'er your conjectures Page. 250
- Zephyr come, thou playful minion Page. 80