INDEX OF FIRST LINES
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All thinges we have ready and nothing we want, 17
All ye noble British spirits, 200
All you that will be England’s friends, 126
A mighty great fleet, the like was ne’er seen, 112
An American frigate, called the Richard by name, 259
A prentice I was at Wapping-new-stairs, 210
Arise, arise, brave Britons, 301
As brave Sir Rooke Tholouse did beat, 154
A second part I here indite, 76
As it fell on a holy-day, and upon a holy-tide-a, 16
As itt beffell in midsumer-time, 6
As near Porto Bello lying, 179
As we was sailing on the main, 129
Attend you and give ear awhile, 34
Behold, upon the swelling wave, 247
Billy Taylor was a gay young fellow, 327
Brave Admiral Matthews has been on the main, 186
Brave loyal hearted Englishmen, attend whilst I declare, 54
Bright honor now calls—each true Briton attend, 285
Captain Chilver’s gone to sea, 89
Captain Cobb in Lynn doth dwell, a man of worthy fame, 189
Cease now the talke of wonders nothing rare, 36
Come, all loyal lovers that’s faithful and true, 101
Come, all ye British hearts of gold, 270
Come, all ye jolly sailors bold, 248
Come, all ye jolly sailors with courage stout and bold, 212
Come, all ye seamen bold, lend an ear, lend an ear, 149
Come, all ye valiant seamen of courage stout and bold, 168
Come, all ye valiant seamen that plough the raging main, 253
Come, all ye young fellows, attend to my song, 240
Come, all ye young seamen that plow on the main, 266
Come, all you bold Britons to the seas do belong, 277
Come, all you brave boys, whose courage is bold, 131
Come, all you brave Britons wherever you be, 206
Come, all you brave sailors that plough on the main, 187
Come, all you brave sailors that sail on the main, 47
Come, all you brave seamen and landsmen likewise, 244
Come, all you brave seamen of courage so free, 84
Come, all you brave seamen that plows on the main, 214
Come, all you British heroes listen to what I say, 267
Come, all you British sailors bold, and listen to my song, 287
Come, all you British seamen bold, that plow the raging main, 276
Come, all you gallant seamen that unite a meeting, 302
Come, all you jolly sailors bold, 172
Come, all you jolly sailors bold, the truth you soon shall know, 334
Come, all you jolly sailors of courage stout and bold, 258
Come, all you jolly sailors that to the seas are bent, 190
Come, all you jolly seamen, that’s willing to enter, 194
Come, all you jovial sailors, give ear unto my song, 263
Come, all you old warlike liners, who boast of deeds of war, 333
Come, all you seamen stout and bold, and listen to my song, 320
Come, all you thoughtless young men, a warning take by me, 316
Come, all you valiant British tars, attend unto my theme, 313
Come, all you valiant Britons of every degree, 306
Come, all you valiant heroes that sail upon the sea, 305
Come, all you who delight in a frolicksome song, 319
Come, all you young seamen, wherever you be, 255
Come, and listen to my ditty, all ye jolly hearts of gold, 162
Come, brave honest Jack Tar, once more will you venture? 235
Come, cheer up, my lads, ’tis to glory we steer, 220
Come, join with me, you Britons bold, 203
Come, jolly sailors, join with me, 195
Come, listen awhile with attention, 331
Come, loyal Britons all rejoyce with joyful acclamations, 177
Come pity me, young maidens all, 193
Come, rouse up, my lads, let us haste to the main, 261
Come, you jovial British fellows, 184
Countrie men of England, who live at home with ease, 40
Draw near, ye gallant seamen, 54
Each bold British tar, 252
Fair Sally lov’d a bonny sailor, 163
Gallants, you must understand, 25
Give ear, true Britons, to my song, 223
Give ear, ye sons of glory, 209
God prosper long our noble King, his fleet and sailors all, 231
Good people all, I pray attend a most surprising story, 298
Good people all, pray give attention to this fatal tragedy, 192
Good people, do but lend an ear, 140
Good people, give ear, I’ll tell you a story, 170
Good people of old England, come listen unto me, 245
Great Charles, your English seamen upon our bended knee, 53
Hark! Hark! alas! what fatal news is come? 160
How goes it, brother Jack? 227
How pleasant a sailor’s life passes, 164
I am a jovial marriner, our calling is well known, 42
I am a sailor bold, and press’d to serve the King, 211
I am an undaunted seaman, and for King Charles I will fight, 61
I am in a consternation at my now approaching death, 154
I said unto brave West, ‘Take the van, take the van,’ 210
I sing not the battle (so fam’d) of Lepanto, 110
I sing ye a ballad as round me ye stand, 120
I wald noght spare for to speke, wist I to spede, 3
I will not sing in Parker’s praise, 281
In Cawsand Bay lying, 328
It is of a fine Frigate, dare not mention her name, 316
It oft-times has been told, 309
It was in the month of April, upon the 14th day, 330
Joyful tydings I bring; let us merrily sing, 125
Let England, and Ireland, and Scotland rejoyce, 58
Let every loyal Briton sing, 199
Let every loyal soul rejoyce, 174
Life is chequer’d—toil and pleasure, 165
Listen awhile and I here will unfold, 95
Long the proud Spaniards had vanted to conquer us, 21
Lustely, lustely lustely, let us saile forthe, 17
Men may leve alle gamys, 4
Minot with mowth had menid to make, 1
Mr. Cleveland, I pray, to their Lordships you’ll say, 207
Muse will have her song; hark! she merrily sings, 151
My Lords, with your leave, 246
My love, I come to take my leave, 99
My name is Captain Kid, 134
Not many moones have from their silver bowes, 31
Now, noble brave boys, let the sweet trumpet sound, 106
Now of noble, hardy men of might, 156
O noble England, fall doune upon thy knee, 18
Observe this true relation, and listen unto me, 222
Of all the curst plagues that e’er Fate did decree, 233
Of late near the Strand, we well understand, 104
Of Nelson and the North, 290
Of thee, great State, the god of waves, 36
Off Cape Finisterre lay the king’s ship La Loire, 300
Oh! cruel were my parents to tear my love from me, 324
Oh! cruel were thy parents that envied our love, 325
Oh! we sail’d to Virginia, and thence to Fayal, 148
Old Paul’s steeple, fare thee well, 37
On board the noble Ann, 249
On board the Shannon frigate, in the merry month of May, 312
On the second day of August, eighteen hundred and one, 297
Once more, brave boys, let us proclaim, 181
One day, as I was sitting still, 82
Our boatswain calls out for his bold British heroes, 239
Our goodly ship was loaded deep, 86
Rejoice, rejoyce, brave English boys, 66
Ring bells for joy, let none be sad, 79
Ring, ring out our bells! and to Calais from Dover, 197
Russel on the ocean, minding Tourville’s motion, 128
Says Jack, ‘There is very good news,’ 228
Set every stitch of canvas to woo the fresh’ning breeze, 335
Sing we seamen, now and then, 27
Smile, smile, Britannia, smile, on Admiral Keppel smile, 257
Stout seamen, come away, never be daunted, 97
Strike up, you lusty gallants, with musick and sound of drum, 30
String up your hearts, and tune your throats, 63
The Chesapeake so bold, 311
The foes of Old England, France, Holland, and Spain, 262
The fourteenth of November, in Torbay as we lay, 217
The genius of Britain went hovering round, 279
The George-Aloe and the Sweep-stake too, 23
The muse and the hero together are fir’d (Captain Death), 205;
(Captain Farmer), 260
The tars of Old England have long toil’d in vain, 280
The 28th of May the French fleet hove in sight, 268
The 21st of February, as I’ve heard people say, 220
The wat’ry god, great Neptune, lay, 218
The weather is clear, which was late overcast, 69
There happen’d of late a terrible fray, 72
Though with tears we lament our great Nelson’s demise, 302
Thursday in the morn, the Ides of May, 119
To all you ladies now at land, 56
To God alone let us all glory give, 114
To tame the Dutch, our treacherous foes, 283
To your quarters, my lads; we are now within shot, 158
’Twas at the landing place that’s just below Mount Wyse, 322
’Twas on the twenty-eighth of May, 271
Valiant Protestant boys, 117
Well may the world against us cry, 133
We’re the boys that fear no noise, 337
What can we luckless sailors do? 336
What means this silence, sirs? 48
What ship, honest brother sailor? 234
When first on board of a man-of-war, 236
When in the cockpit all was dim, 286
When the Dartmouth friggot lay off the town, 92
Who does not extol our conquest marine? 153
Why does the poets abuse us, 145
Will you hear of a bloody battle, 166
William was a youthful lover, 326
With Monmouth cap, and cutlace by my side, 137
Ye bold British tars, who to glory are free, 243
Ye brave British sailors, true sons of the main, 225
Ye brave British tars, come, attend to my muse, 255
Ye gods above, protect a widow! 282
Ye landsmen all, I pray attend, who live at home at ease, 265
Ye Parliament of England, you Lords and Commons too, 308
Ye seamen who’s a mind to go in pursuit of new adventures, 226
You are welcome to London, dear Jack, 230
You brave English sailors that plow the ocean wide, 175
You Britons bold, that never was controul’d, 289
You captains and commanders both by land and sea, 307
You Frenchmen, don’t boast of your fighting, 274
You gentlemen of England fair, 113
You gentlemen of England, that lives at home at ease, 45
You heroes of England, I pray you attend, 216
You pretty maids of Greenwich, of high and low degree, 143
You sailors all of courage bold, 204
You undaunted sons of Britannia, lend an ear, 295
You’re welcome, my Billy, to the English shore, 146