O thou pale Orb, that silent shines, i. 110 Out over the Forth I look to the north, ii. 246 Oye whose cheek the tear of pity stains, i. 218 PEG NICHOLSON was a good bay mare, ii. 186 RASH mortal and slanderous poet, thy name, ii. 195 Right, sir, your text I'll prove it true, i. 48 SAD bird of night, what sorrow calls thee forth, ii. 306 Sad thy tale, thou idle page, i. 223 Sae flaxen were her ringlets, i. 275 Say, sages, what's the charm on earth, ii. 187 Scenes of woe and scenes of pleasure, ii. 98 Scots, wha hac wi' Wallace bled, i. 264 Searching auld wives barrels, ii. 131 See! the smoking bowl before us, ii. 144 She is a winsome wee thing, i. 239 She's fair and fause that causes my smart, ii. 54 Should auld acquaintance be forgot, i. 266 Shrewd Willie Smellie to Crochallan came, ii. 75 Sic a reptile was Wat, ii. 202 Simmer's a pleasant time, ii. 215 Sing on, sweet Thrush, upon the leafless bough, ii. 8? Sir, as your mandate did request, ii. 81 Sir, o'er a gill I gat your card, ii. 126 Sir Wisdom's a fool when he's fou', ii. 136 Sleep'st thou, or wakest thou, fairest creature, i. 279 Some hae meat that canna eat, ii. 102 Still anxious to secure your partial favour, ii. 35 TALK not to me of savages, ii. 188 The blude red rose at Yule may blaw, ii. 249 The Deil cam fiddling through the town, ii. 233 The graybeard, Old Wisdom, may boast of his treasures, ii. 193 The lamp of day, with ill-presaging glare, ii. 307 The lazy mist hangs from the brow of the hill, ii. 18 The lovely lass of Inverness, ii. 60 The man in life wherever placed, i. 129 The noble Maxwells and their powers, ii. 209 The ploughman he's a bonnie lad, ii. 262 The poor man weeps-here Gavin sleeps, i. 218 There lived a carle on Kellyburn braes, ii. 281 There's auld Rob Morris that wons in yon glen, i. 242 There's a youth in this city, ii. 278 There's braw, braw lads on Yarrow braes, i. 245 There's news, lasses, news, ii. 217 There's nought but care on every han', i. 178 There was a lad was born in Kyle, ii. 270 There was a lass, and she was fair, i. 256 There was a lass, they ca'd her Meg, ii. 231 There was once a day, but old Time then was young, ii. 6& There were three kings into the east, i. 169 The simple Bard, rough at the rustic plough, i. 36 The small birds rejoice in the green leaves returning, ii. 42 The smiling spring comes in rejoicing, ii. 56 The solemn league and covenant, ii. 197 The sun had closed the winter day, i. 69 The tailor fell through the bed, thimbles an' a', ii. 234- The tither morn, ii. 205 The weary pund, the weary pund, ii. 266 This day Time winds th' exhausted chain, ii. 73- : Thou fattering mark of friendship kind, ii. 310 Though cruel fate should bid us part, ii. 235 Thou hast left me ever, Jamie, i. 265 Thou lingering star, with lessening ray, ii. 44 Thou of an independent mind, ii. 75 Thou's welcome, wean! mishanter fa' me, ii. 178 Thou, who thy honour as thy God rever'st, i. 208 To thee, loved Nith, thy gladsome plains, ii. 263 True-hearted was he, the sad swain o' the Yarrow, i. 249 'Twas even, the dewy fields were green, ii. 58 'Twas in that place o' Scotland's isle, i. 1 'Twas in the seventeen hundred year, ii. 162 'Twas na her bonnie blue e'e was my ruin, i. 295 'Twas where the birch and sounding thong are plied, ii. 130 UP in the morning 's no for me, ii. 239 Upon a simmer Sunday morn, i. 20 Upon that night, when fairies light, i. 85 Up wi' the carles o' Dysart, ii. 240 WAE is my heart, and the tear 's in my e'e, ii. 261 We came na here to view your warks, ii. 190 Wha will buy my troggin, ii. 160 What ails ye now, ye lousy bitch, ii. 166 What can a young lassie, what shall a young lassie, ii. 2 What dost thou in that mansion fair, ii. 189 What needs this din about the town o' Lon'on, ii. 148, What of lords with whom you have supp'd, ii. 191 What waefu' news is this I hear, ii. 164 What will I do gin my Hoggie die, ii. 240 When by a generous public's kind acclaim, ii. 176 When death's dark stream I ferry o'er, ii. 98 When deceased to the de'il went down, ii. 311 When first my brave Johnnie lad, ii. 263 When I think on the happy days, ii. 319 When lyart leaves bestrew the yard, ii. 133 When Nature her great masterpiece design'd, i. 195. When o'er the hill the eastern star, i. 237 When rosy May comes in wi' flowers, ii. 284 When the drums do beat, ii. 318 When wild war's deadly blast was blawn, i. 250 Where are the joys I have met in the morning, i. 267 Where braving angry winter's storms, ii. 15 Where Cart rins rowin' to the sea, ii. 57 Where hae ye been sae braw, lad, ii. 214 Where live ye, my bonnie lass, ii. 246 ii. 107 While briars and woodbines budding green, i. 157 While Europe's eye is fixed on mighty things, ii. 26 While new-ca'd kye rowte at the stake, i. 156 Why, ye tenants of the lake, i. 228 Wi' braw new branks, in meikle pride, ii. 145 Will ye go to the Indies, my Mary, i. 238 With Pegasus upon a day, ii. 319 Wow, but your letter made me vauntie, ii. 39 YE banks, and braes, and streams around, i. 241 Ye hypocrites! are these your pranks, ii. 195 Ye Jacobites by name, give an ear, give an car, ii. 233 Ye maggots, feed on Nicol's brain, ii. 203 Ye men of wit and wealth, why all this sneering, ii. 196 Yestreen I had a pint o' wine, ii. 237 Ye true Loyal Natives, attend to my song, ii. 197 Yon wand'ring rill, that marks the hill, ii. 315 Yon wild mossy mountains, sae lofty and wide, ii. 273 Young Jockey was the blithest lad, ii. 255 Young Peggy blooms our bonniest lass, ii. 257 You're welcome to despots, Dumourier, ii. 152 Your news and review, sir, I've read through and through, sir, ii. 127 INDEX TO FIRST LINES OF SONGS ALTERED A' THE lads o' Thorniebank, ii. 247 As I was a-wand'ring ae midsummer e'enin', ii. 210 Bannocks o' bear meal, ii. 285 Ca' the yowes to the knowes, i. 274 Coming through the rye, puir body, ii. 251 Oh, aye my wife she dang me, ii. 255 Oh, guid ale comes, and guid ale goes, ii. 215 Oh, Lady Mary Ann, ii. 225 Oh, sad and heavy should I part, ii. 277 Oh, steer her up and haud her gaun, ii. 220 Oh that I had ne'er been married, ii. 218 Oh, whar did ye get that hauver meal bannock, il. 267 Simmer's a pleasant time, ii. 215 Sweetest May, let love inspire thee, ii. 306 The bonniest lad that e'er I saw, ii. 207 There lived a carle on Kellyburn bracs, ii. 281 There was a lass, they ca'd her Meg, ii. 231 The tither morn, ii. 205 The weary pund, the weary pund, ii. 266 Up wi' the carles o' Dysart, ii. 240 Wee Willie Gray, and his leather wallet, ii. 256 Wha is that at my bower door, ii. 268 What will I do gin my Hoggie die, ii. 240 Where live ye, my bonnie lass, ii. 246 Ye Jacobites by name, give an ear, give an ear, ii. 283 Young Jockey was the blithest lad, ii. 255 |