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CONTENTS.
| Il in the Downs the fleet was moor'd, | 9 |
| rose-bud by my early walk, | 11 |
| gain rejoicing nature sees, | 23 |
| Bonnie lassie, will ye go, | 43 |
| Farewell ye fields and meadows green, | 5 |
| For lack of gold she's left me, Oh! | 7 |
| For England when, with fav'ring gale, | 8 |
| Farewell dear Glencowden, | 37 |
| How aft by Roslin's aged beild, | 20 |
| How hard's the fate of womankind, | 33 |
| there for honest poverty, | 21 |
| I met four chaps yon birks amang, | 41 |
| Wife ay has been a weary roun", | 39 |
| My sodger laddie is over the sea, | 14 |
| My love she's but a lassie yet, | 31 |
| My lassie is lovely as May-day, adorning, | 16 |
