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'TVas in the dead of nkht, -

The mcwent Aurora peep'd into my rcom, b2


 * T\\ as in the good mip Rover, - 96

There was once- it was ftid, - 97

The pleasures of May, - 10z

The bufy creu their fails unbending, - 107

This world is fure a pack of cards, - 113

'Twas within a mile of Edinburgh town, 1 7?

To Bachelor's hall we good fellows invite, 1 z2

When Britain firft at heaven's comrrand, 1

When Bibo thought fit from this world to retreat, 22

When trees did bud, and fields were green, 37

Water parted from the fea, -* 41

When the trees are all bare, not a leaf to be feen, 42

When up the fhrouds the failor goes, 66

\V hen the Iheep are in the iauld, - 69

When the anchor's weigh'd, H 04-

When fii.ft 1 dipt my leading firings, - KO

Whilft happy in n)y native land, - 12Z

When m) n;oney was gone, - Izl

Ye Warwickiliire lads and ye lafles 17 Ye ij onin en ciiaw near, aiune fportfwomen too, 55

You fay njy dear ^irl, that you're given to roam, 74-

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