IN D E X OF THE SONGS. A. AVOYAGE o'er Teas had not enter'd my head A clerk I was in London gay An effort fo pleafing what fwain can refufe Alas! how chang'd the face of things Page 3 8 II 14 Aake my feet Hero, my heart's dearest treafure 16 As thro' the grove, the other day Arife, my rofy nymph of May At the found of the barn As down on Banna's banks I ftray'd All men are mere children, all women the fame At the fign of the Horfe, old Spintext of courfe About twenty years ago, Ally Croaker made 25 26 32 40 42 44 50 52 53 54 76 121 132 140 All All in the Downs the fleet was moor'd As iev'd Britannia ey'd the main gi A raree fhew!a raree shew! here is to be feen Away to the field, fee the mo ning looks grey Amo, amas A mercer I am in vey good file By moon-light, on the green B Blow on ye winds, defcend foft rain Behold this fair goblet, 'twas carv'd from the tree Befs Tatter, of Hedge Lane Bright fol bas return'd to the western domain Page 154 166 169 174 185 188 2.10 222 251 268 290 27 29 102 145 171 Ceafe Louifa, ceafe your mourning. Came, now my fweet love, to the grove Come, come, my jolly lads ང 16 20 Come all ye young lovers, who, wan with despair 65 Ceafe, rude Boreas, blufi'ring railer Come fing round my fav'rite tree ly Fanny, come here, I'll give you fomething 100 159 164 185 259 281 295 6 Dearly 4 Dearly and darley, what is the matter with you Dear Kathleen, you, no doubt Dans votre lit, that bright parterre Dear Sir, this brown jug that now foams with - Down the bourne, and thro' the mead' 7 275 Do you hear, brother sportsman, the found of the Diftrefs me with thofe tears no more Dear, gentle Kate, oh! eafe my care Forth from my dark and difmal cell Feel, feel, the little flutt'rer feel Farewell to Old England, thy white cliffs adieu Four and twenty fidlers all on a row For tenderness fram'd in life's earliest day Flow, thou regal, purple stream Farewel, thou dearest girl I love 47 60 89 119 159 202 From ploughing the ocean, and thrashing Monfieur 215 From tyrant laws and cuftoms free From Paphos ifle, fo fam'd of old, I come 224 228 From flow'r to flow'r the butterfly 243 Farewell, fweet Kate, the failor cry'd 254 Farewell to the park and the play 272 G Gentle god, whofe fa red pow'r Give round the word, difmount, difmount Give Ifaac the nymph, who no beauty can boat Goddess of eafe, leave Lethe's brink Good Sir, in vain you bend your bow Guardian angels, now protect me a 2 the ear of decency, humour and con- Little elfe is neceffary to fay as a NDE X IN OF THE SONGS. A. AVOYAGE o'er Teas had not enter'd my head A clerk I was in London gay An effort fo pleafing what fwain can refufe And canft thou leave thy Nancy Alas! how chang'd the face of things Page 1 8 II 14 Artake my fweet Hero, my heart's deareft treafure 16 As thro' the grove, the other day Arife, my rofy nymph of May At the found of the born As down on Banna's banks I ftray'd All men are mere children, all women the fame About twenty years ago, Ally Croaker made a 25 26 32 40 42 44 50 52 53 54 76 121 132 140 All a |