INDEX OF FIRST LINES
Reading edition · Edition 2
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About the sweet bag of a bee,113
A chieftain to the Highlands bound,252
Ae fond kiss, and then we sever,181
Agincourt, Agincourt,78
Ah, my swete swetyng,1
Alas! my love, you do me wrong,17
Allen-a-Dale has no faggot for burning,247
All in the Downs the fleet was moor'd,129
All ye woods, and trees, and bowers,13
And did you not hear of a jolly young Waterman,201
An old song made by an aged old pate,59
A parrot from the Spanish main,261
Arm, arm, arm, arm, the scouts are all come in,16
A simple child,241
As I came thro' Sandgate,196
Ask me no more where Jove bestows,107
Ask me no more, the moon may draw the sea,337
A spirit haunts the year's last hours,330
As thro' the land at eve we went,331
A sweet disorder in the dress,115
Attend all ye who list to hear our noble England's praise,309
A weary lot is thine, fair maid,246
A Well there is in the west country,233
A wet sheet and a flowing sea,267
Beauty clear and fair,14
Be it right or wrong, these men among,39
Believe me, if all those endearing young charms,273
Bird of the wilderness,265
Blame not my Lute! for he must sound,4
Blow, blow, thou winter wind,80
Blow high, blow low, let tempests tear,201
Break, break, break,328
Busk ye, busk ye, my bonny bonny bride,135
But are ye sure the news is true,223
Call for the robin-redbreast and the wren,19
Cherry ripe, ripe, ripe, I cry,116
Cold's the wind, and wet's the rain,20
Come all ye jolly shepherds,263
Come, cheerful day, part of my life to me,92
Come, cheer up, my lads, 'tis to glory we steer,150
Come follow, follow me,126
Come into the garden, Maud,335
Come live with me and be my love,6
Come not, when I am dead,339
Come, Sleep, and with thy sweet deceiving,13
Dear is my little native vale,193
Doubt thou the stars are fire,86
Drink to me only with thine eyes,93
Duncan Gray came here to woo,188
Faintly as tolls the evening chime,269
Fair daffodils, we weep to see,110
Fair pledges of a fruitful tree,110
Fair stood the wind for France,74
Fear no more the heat o' the sun,80
Flow down, cold rivulet, to the sea,338
Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes,182
Follow thy fair sun, unhappy shadow,93
For auld lang syne, my dear,351
Four and twenty bonny boys,49
From Oberon, in fairy land,97
From the white blossom'd sloe my dear Chloe requested,190
Full fathom five thy father lies,82
Gather the rose-buds while ye may,111
God Lyaeus, ever young,16
God prosper long our noble King,66
God save our gracious King,352
Go fetch to me a pint o' wine,182
Go, lovely Rose,122
Good-morrow to the day so fair,109
Good people all, of every sort,151
Go where glory waits thee,269
Green fields of England, wheresoe'er,342
Hame, hame, hame, hame fain wad I be,266
Hang fear, cast away care,96
Hark! now everything is still,19
Hark, hark, the lark at Heaven's gate sings,88
He is gone on the mountain,245
Her arms across her breast she laid,339
Here, a sheer hulk, lies poor Tom Bowling,200
Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee,108
Here's a health unto His Majesty,129
Here's to the maiden of bashful fifteen,161
Hide me, O twilight air,281
Home they brought her warrior dead,332
Ho! why dost thou shiver and shake,287
How should I your true love know,83
I arise from dreams of thee,283
I cannot eat but little meat,7
I come from haunts of coot and hern,332
I come, I come! ye have called me long,290
I knew an old wife lean and poor,328
I lov'd a lass, a fair one,104
I'm lonesome since I cross'd the hill,224
I'm sitting on the stile, Mary,346
In going to my naked bed,2
In good King Charles's golden days,222
In her ear he whispered gaily,315
In the merry month of May,8
In Wakefield there lives a jolly pinder,37
I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he,343
Is there for honest poverty,178
I tell thee, Dick, where I have been,118
It is an ancient Mariner,202
It is the miller's daughter,340
I travelled among unknown men,243
It was a blind beggar had long lost his sight,24
It was a friar of orders gray,228
It was a lover and his lass,84
It was a summer evening,235
It was the frog in the well,123
It was the time when lilies blow,312
I've seen the smiling,238
I wander'd by the brook-side,347
John Anderson, my jo, John,187
John Gilpin was a citizen,139
Kentish Sir Byng stood for his King,345
King Death was a rare old fellow,280
Lassie wi' the lint-white locks,185
Lawn as white as driven snow,85
Lay a garland on my hearse,14
Let me the canakin clink, clink,86
Let the bells ring, and let the boys sing,15
Lithe and listen, gentlemen,53
Long the proud Spaniards had vaunted to conquer us,63
Lord, thou hast given me a cell,113
Love wakes and weeps,249
Maxwelltown braes are bonnie,130
Men of England! who inherit,263
Mine be a cot beside the hill,193
Move eastward, happy earth, and leave,327
My banks they are furnished with bees,139
My heart is sair, I darena tell,183
My heart is wasted with my woe,320
My mind to me a kingdom is,10
My true love hath my heart,18
Napoleon's banners at Boulogne,259
No stir in the air, no stir in the sea,231
Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note,282
Now glory to the Lord of Hosts, from whom all glories are,305
Now, now the mirth comes,112
Now ponder well, you parents dear,33
Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white,338
Now the hungry lion roars,89
Of all the girls that are so smart,133
Of a' the airts the wind can blaw,185
Of Nelson and the North,257
Oft I had heard of Lucy Gray,239
Oft in the stilly night,276
Oh, call my brother back to me,292
Oh, Mary, go and call the cattle home,349
Oh! the days are gone when Beauty bright,273
Oh, the sweet contentment,127
Oh where, and oh where, is your Highland laddie gone,197
O Jenny's a' weet, poor body,179
O listen, listen, ladies gay,249
O mistress mine, where are you roaming,84
O, my luve's like a red red rose,179
O Nanny, wilt thou go with me,227
On either side the river lie,322
On Linden when the sun was low,262
On that deep-retiring shore,348
On the banks of Allan Water,192
Orpheus with his lute made trees,85
O sing unto my roundelay,174
O swallow, swallow, flying south,340
Our bugles sang truce, for the night-cloud had lowered,253
Over hill, over dale,88
O waly, waly up the bank,132
O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms,286
O whistle and I'll come to ye, my lad,183
O, Willie brew'd a peck o' maut,186
O world! O life! O time!284
O, young Lochinvar is come out of the West,244
Pack clouds, away, and welcome, day,12
Pibroch of Donuil Dhu,248
Piping down the valleys wild,176
Proud Maisie in the wood,251
Queen and huntress, chaste and fair,94
Red rows the Nith 'tween bank and brae,268
Rich and rare were the gems she wore,271
Rose cheek'd Laura, come,92
Scots wha hae wi' Wallace bled,177
Shall I, wasting in despair,103
She dwelt among untrodden ways,243
She is a winsome wee thing,187
She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps,272
She stood breast high among the corn,304
She walks in beauty like the night,280
Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more,87
Sing his praises, that doth keep,16
Some asked me where the rubies grew,111
Some talk of Alexander, and some of Hercules,160
Some years of late, in eighty-eight,117
So now is come our joyfullest part,105
So, we'll go no more a-roving,279
Spring, the sweet Spring, is the year's pleasant king,9
Still to be neat, still to be drest,94
Sweet and low, sweet and low,344
Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright,116
Sweet Emma Moreland of yonder town,318
Tell me not, sweet, I am unkind,125
Tell me, where is fancy bred,91
The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold,277
The boy stood on the burning deck,294
The breaking waves dashed high,288
The bride cam' out o' the byre,158
The deil cam' fiddlin' thro' the toun,184
The feathered songster chanticleer,161
The fountains mingle with the river,284
The glories of our blood and state,10
The harp that once through Tara's halls,271
The King sits in Dunfermline town,21
The laird o' Cockpen, he's proud an' he's great,198
The lawns were dry in Euston park,194
The minstrel boy to the war is gone,275
There be none of Beauty's daughters,279
There came to the beach a poor exile of Erin,254
There come seven gypsies on a day,51
There is a garden in her face,91
There is not in the wide world a valley so sweet,272
There was a youth, a well beloved youth,65
There was three kings into the East,190
There were three ladies play'd at the ba',52
There were three sailors of Bristol city,341
The splendour falls on castle walls,331
The stars are with the voyager,304
The stately homes of England,291
The time I've lost in wooing,275
They grew in beauty side by side,293
Three fishers went sailing out into the west,350
Tiger, tiger, burning bright,176
'Tis the last rose of summer,274
Toll for the brave,147
Turn, gentle hermit of the dale,152
'Twas in the prime of summer time,295
Under the greenwood tree,81
Was this fair face the cause, quoth she,89
Weep no more, nor sigh, nor groan,15
Wha'll buy my caller herrin',199
When all among the thundering drums,337
When all is done and said,1
When Britain first, at Heaven's command,131
When cats run home, and light is come,319
When daffodils begin to peer,87
When daisies pied and violets blue,83
When Hercules did use to spin,95
When icicles hang by the wall,79
When love with unconfined wings,124
When o'er the hill the Eastern star,189
When the British warrior queen,149
When the sheep are in the fauld, when the kye's come hame,157
When this old cap was new,100
When we two parted,278
Where gang ye, thou silly auld carle,265
Where the bee sucks, there lurk I,86
While larks with little wing,180
Who is Sylvia? what is she,81
Why does your brand so drop with blood,225
Why do ye weep, sweet babes? Can tears,115
Why so pale and wan, fond lover,121
With fingers weary and worn,301
Ye gentlemen of England,125
Ye little birds that sit and sing,11
Ye mariners of England,256
You are old, father William, the young man cried,237
You spotted snakes with double tongue,90