She died—and died she early:
Heaven wearied for its own.
As the dipping sun, my Mary,
Thy morning ray went down!
INDEX
TO THE
FIRST LINES OF THE SONGS.
- A bonnie rose bloom'd wild and fair, vol. iv., 112.
- Adieu—a long and last adieu, vol. iii., 207.
- Adieu, lovely summer, I see thee declining, vol. i., 273.
- Adieu, romantic banks of Clyde, vol. iii., 30.
- Adieu, ye streams that smoothly glide, vol. i., 42.
- Adieu, ye wither'd flow'rets, vol. iv., 207.
- Admiring nature's simple charms, vol. ii., 239.
- Ah! do not bid me wake the lute, vol. ii., 283.
- Adown the burnie's flowery bank, vol. ii., 227.
- Ae morn, last ouk, as I gaed out, vol. i., 118.
- Ae morn of May, when fields were gay, vol. iii., 31.
- Ah! faded is that lovely bloom, vol. ii., 276.
- Afar from the home where his youthful prime, vol. vi., [165].
- Afore the Lammas tide, vol. iv., 197.
- Afore the muircock begin to craw, vol. ii., 67.
- Again the laverock seeks the sky, vol. v., 82.
- Ages, ages have departed, vol. i., 258.
- A health to Caberfae, vol. i., 357.
- Alake for the lassie! she's no right at a', vol. ii., 317.
- A lassie cam' to our gate yestreen, vol. ii., 184.
- Alas! how true the boding voice, vol. v., 87.
- Allen-a-Dale has no faggot for burning, vol. i., 300.
- Ah! little did my mother think, vol. i., 234.
- A lively young lass had a wee pickle tow, vol. i., 142.
- All lovely and bright, 'mid the desert of time, vol. iv., 173.
- All night, by the pathway that crosses the muir, vol. iv., 141.
- Alone to the banks of the dark rolling Danube, vol. ii., 264.
- Along by Levern stream so clear, vol. ii., 201.
- Although the lays o' ither lands, vol. vi., [96].
- Amang the birks sae blithe an' gay, vol. ii., 227.
- Amang the breezy heights and howes, vol. vi., [49].
- Ah! Mary, sweetest maid, farewell, vol. ii., 211.
- And can thy bosom bear the thought, vol. iv., 100.
- And dost thou speak sincere, my love, vol. ii., 116.
- And hast thou sought thy heavenly home, vol. iii., 245.
- Ah no! I cannot say farewell, vol. iii., 79.
- Ah, Peggie, since thou 'rt gane away, vol. ii., 72.
- A pretty young maiden sat on the grass, vol. iii., 251.
- Argyle is my name, and you may think it strange, vol ii., 216.
- As clear is Luther's wave, I ween, vol. iii., 224.
- As I sat by the grave, at the brink of its cave, vol. i., 326.
- As lockfasted in slumber's arms, vol. i., 330.
- As o'er the Highland hills I hied, vol. i., 37.
- A song, a song, brave hearts, a song, vol. v., 8.
- As sunshine to the flowers in May, vol. v., 99.
- At hame or afield, I 'm cheerless and lone, vol. iii., 124.
- Ah! the wound of my breast sinks my heart to the dust, vol. ii., 343.
- At waking so early, vol. i., 311.
- At Willie's weddin' on the green, vol. ii., 210.
- Auld Peter MacGowan cam' down the craft, vol. v., 10.
- Awake, thou first of creatures, indignant in their frown, vol. iii., 123.
- Away, away, like a child at play, vol. vi., [68].
- Away, away, my gallant bark, vol. vi., [84].
- Away on the breast of the ocean, vol. vi., [211].
- Away on the wings of the wind she flies, vol. iv., 160.
- Away to the Highlands, where Lomond is flowing, vol. v., 254.
- A weary lot is thine, fair maid, vol. i., 300.
- A wee bird cam' to our ha' door, vol. iii., 128.
- A wee bird sits upon a spray, vol. iv., 190.
- A wee bit laddie sits wi' a bowl upon his knees, vol. vi., [145].
- A wet sheet and a flowing sea, vol. iii., 15.
- A young gudewife is in my house, vol. i., 141.
- Bare was our burn brae, vol. v., 65.
- Beautiful moon, wilt thou tell me where, vol. vi., [44].
- Be eident, be eident, fleet time rushes on, vol. v., 209.
- Behave yoursel' before folk, vol. iii., 74.
- Believe me or doubt me, I dinna care whilk, vol. ii., 108.
- Ben Cruachan is king of the mountains, vol. vi., [115].
- Beneath a hill, 'mang birken bushes, vol. iv., 294.
- Bird of the wilderness, vol. i., 52.
- Blaw saftly, ye breezes, ye streams, smoothly murmur, vol. i., 243.
- Blest be the hour of night, vol. vi., [48].
- Blink over the burn, my sweet Betty, vol. ii., 171.
- Blink over the burn, sweet Betty, vol. iii., 140.
- Blithe be the mind of the ploughman, vol. v., 176.
- Blithe was the time when he fee'd wi' my father, O, vol. ii., 148.
- Blithe young Bess to Jean did say, vol. ii., 82.
- Blue are the hills above the Spey, vol. v., 212.
- Bonnie Bessie Lee had a face fu' o' smiles, vol. iv., 233.
- Bonnie Bonaly's wee fairy-led stream, vol. v., 207.
- Bonnie Charlie 's now awa, vol. i., 218.
- Bonnie Clouden, as ye wander, vol. ii., 230.
- Bonnie lassie, blithesome lassie, vol. ii., 188.
- Bonnie Mary Hay, I will lo'e thee yet, vol. vi., [33].
- Born where the glorious starlights trace, vol. iv., 150.
- Bring the rod, the line, the reel, vol. v., 221.
- Brither Jamie cam' west wi' a braw burn trout, vol. ii., 109.
- Built on Time's uneven sand, vol. vi., [198].
- By Logan's streams, that rin sae deep, vol. i., 110.
- By Niagara's flood, vol. vi., [81].
- By the lone Mankayana's margin gray, vol. iii., 107.
- By yon hoarse murmurin' stream, 'neath the moon's chilly beam, vol. i, 212.
- Caledonia! thou land of the mountain and rock, vol. ii., 53.
- Calm sleep the village dead, vol. v., 260.
- Cam' ye by Athol, lad wi' the philabeg, vol. ii., 51.
- Can my dearest Henry leave me, vol. iii., 41.
- Can ought be constant as the sun, vol. ii., 249.
- Can ye lo'e, my dear lassie, vol. v., 63.
- Ca' the yowes to the knowes, vol. iv., 89.
- Cauld blaws the wind frae north to south, vol. i., 119.
- Change! change! the mournful story, vol. v., 173.
- Charlie 's comin' o'er the sea, vol. vi., [160].
- Chaunt me no more thy roundelay, vol. ii., 174.
- Cheer, boys, cheer! no more of idle sorrow, vol. vi., [20].
- Clan Lachlan's tuneful mavis, I sing on the branches early, vol. iv., 282.
- Close by the marge of Leman's Lake, vol. vi., [177].
- Come all ye jolly shepherds, vol. ii., 55.
- Come awa', come awa', vol. iii., 109.
- Come awa', hie awa', vol. ii., 171.
- Come back, come back, thou youthful time, vol. vi., [17].
- Come gie us a sang, Montgomery cried, vol. i., 11.
- Come, maid, upon yon mountain brow, vol. iii., 19.
- Come, memory, paint, though far away, vol. vi., [52].
- Come o'er the stream, Charlie, vol. ii., 59.
- Come see my scarlet rose-bush, vol. vi., [37].
- Come sit down, my cronie, an' gie me your crack, vol. ii., 306.
- Come under my plaidie, the night's gaun to fa', vol. i., 89.
- Come when the dawn of the morning is breaking, vol. v., 15.
- Confide ye aye in Providence, for Providence is kind, vol. v., 202.
- Could we but look beyond our sphere, vol. iii., 199.
- Creep awa', my bairnie, creep afore ye gang, vol. v., 205.
- Culloden, on thy swarthy brow, vol. iii., 46.
- Dark lowers the night o'er the wide stormy main, vol. i., 179.
- Dear aunty, I've been lang your care, vol. ii., 95.
- Dear aunty, what think ye o' auld Johnny Graham, vol. v., 107.
- Dearest love believe me, vol. iii., 110.
- Dear to my heart as life's warm stream, vol. i., 44.
- Does grief appeal to you, ye leal, vol. ii., 341.
- Down by a crystal stream, vol. vi., [207].
- Down in the valley lone, vol. v., 181.
- Down whar the burnie rins whimplin' and cheery, vol. v., 25.
- Do you know what the birds are singing? vol. vi., [134].
- Each whirl of the wheel, vol. v., 61.
- Easy is my pillow press'd, vol. ii., 349.
- Eliza fair, the mirth of May, vol. v., 138.
- Eliza was a bonnie lass, and, oh! she lo'ed me weel, vol. iv., 187.
- Ere eild wi' his blatters had warsled me doun, vol. ii., 246.
- Ere foreign fashions crossed the Tweed, vol. iii., 189.
- Exiled far from scenes of pleasure, vol. ii., 165.
- Eye of the brain and heart, vol. v., 133.