INDEX. A GOBLET of Burgundy fill, fill for me Adieu adieu! my native shore Ah! how, Sophia, can you leave A blessing unknown to ambition and pride PAGE. 2 11 27 28 68 71 75 91 96 99 101 Anxious by the gliding stream 111 An Eton stripling training to the law 113 A hermit, who dwells in the solitude, cross'd me A happy new year to all good friends, I pray 170 170 As Quin and Foote one day walk'd out As pensive one morn, by the roadside I sat - A dentist, Sir; makes teeth of bone .171 173 175 176 178 184 Awake Eolian lyre 194 All hands unmoor, proclaims a cry 200 A knight and a lady once met in a grove 202 As a cook a few dainties I'll here be explaining Believe me, if all these endearing young charms Ben Block was a vet'ran of naval renown Cecilia! patroness of Come, carouse thee, carouse thee PAGE. 66 81 88 182 190 232 21 25 57 61 Come, wander with me in the summer's sun smiles 69 Contented I sit with my glass and my pipe Cease rude Boreas blust'ring railer Deep as the fountain of this beating heart Down in a green and shady bed 135 143 Dear Erin, how sweetly thy green bosom rises Day is gone down on the Baltic's broad billow Dear Tim, this black jack Fill a bumper on high, thro', the world be it known From the moment I rank'd as a man 167 226 230 233 5 20 37 60 Fly not yet, why wilt thou go? For England when with favouring gale 63 90 108 161 PAGE Farewell to the land where the gloom of my glory 162 Faint and wearily the way-worn traveller Farewell, but when ever you welcome the hour Frequent at early blush of morn 172 180 192 From Plymouth, in the Vulcan, we set sail 199 Glorious Apollo 2 57 Heaven shield the mariner How stands the glass around? Give me the sweet delights of love Go patter to lubbers and swabs d'ye see Great Father Bacchus to my song repair Here's a health to old honest John Bull Here first I met the lovely maid How dear is the hour when day-light dies Hark, hark! the tempest rolls along He sate upon the wave-wash'd shore 69 85 157 194 21 29 29 30 39 42 50 58 75 ⚫ 80 85 102 107 Here's the bower she lov'd so much Here's a health to King William, God bless him 241 23 I'd be a butterfly born in a bower I'm a merry hearted mountain drover boy 26 35 79 ib. 82 PAGE. It was Dunois, the young and brave 93 97 I know a spot where we scarce mark the flow'rs 181 I would I were a careless child 193 Jenny is poor and I am poor I remember the night was stormy and wet In slumbers of night the poor sailor-boy John Bull for pastime took a prance - Let others breathe the melting sigh Lovely Truth thy steady eye 40 Let others flaunt in gay attire 62 Like Etna's dread vulcano 77 My highland home where tempests blow 45 48 Merrily every bosom boundeth 72 Master to the plough 76 March! march! Ettrick and Teviotdale 83 100 Now the sun is in the west Not a drum was heard nor a funeral note Ne'er trouble thyself with the times Now at moonlight's fairy hour 69 138 163 176 Nay tell me not dear that the goblet drowns 196 207 One Bumper at parting One night it blew a hurricane Oh! he paus'd on the hill Oh! wherefore weep my sister dear Oh! do not give way to the shadows of care Our bugles sang truce Oh! thou art lovely Queen of flowers 9 13 15 17 18 24 24 Oh! talk not of fortune, nor jewels, nor splendour 52 O Albion, the gem of the ocean O mighty Bacchus great thy wrongs One day when to Jove the black list was presented 72 Old Conwell the pilot for many a year Over the dark blue waters Of all the sweet sounds that falls on the ear Of all the sweet flowers that bloom in the spring Oh Lady fair! where art thou roaming? |