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 O many a day have I made good ale in the glen, 638

O Mary, at thy window be, 493

O Mary, go and call the cattle home, 740

O Memory, thou fond deceiver, 468

O mistress mine, where are you roaming?, 133

O mortal folk, you may behold and see, 33

O my Dark Rosaleen, 664

O my deir hert, young Jesus sweit, 384

O my Luve's like a red, red rose, 503

O never say that I was false of heart, 161

O perfect Light, which shaid away, 106

O ruddier than the cherry!, 439

O saw ye bonnie Lesley, 500

O saw ye not fair Ines?, 650

O sing unto my roundelay, 479

O sleep, my babe, hear not the rippling wave, 661

O soft embalmer of the still midnight!, 636

O Sorrow!, 623

O that 'twere possible, 709

O the sad day!, 407

O thou, by Nature taught, 457

O thou that swing'st upon the waving hair, 347

O thou undaunted daughter of desires!, 339

O thou with dewy locks, who lookest down, 484

O Time! who know'st a lenient hand to lay, 509

O, to be in England, 729

O turn away those cruel eyes, 394

O waly, waly, up the bank, 388

O were my Love yon lilac fair, 502

O western wind, when wilt thou blow, 27

O wha will shoe my bonny foot?, 369

O what a plague is love!, 392

O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms, 633

'O which is the last rose?', 851

O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being, 610

O world, be nobler, for her sake!, 871

O world, in very truth thou art too young, 822

O yonge fresshe folkes, he or she, 10

O, you plant the pain in my heart with your wistful eyes, 814

Of a' the airts the wind can blaw, 494

Of all the flowers rising now, 757

Of all the girls that are so smart, 444

Of all the torments, all the cares, 429

Of Nelson and the North, 581