Nae mair we'll meet again, my love, by yon burnside John Sim note No, Mary, we can meet nae mair note Not a drum was heard, nor a funeral note note Haily . Now clos'd for aye thy coal-black een R. Anderson Now, Mary, now the struggle's o'er John Sim Now spring has clad the grove in green Burns . 76 Now the ruddy sun is setting J. B. Now winter is gane and the clouds flee away Hamilton and Tannahill 911 note 449 235 O beauty, peerless is thy glow J. B. John Sim O cherub, Content, at thy moss-cover'd shrine Campbell John Sim Moore 181 O heard you the Mermaid of the sea . R. Allan 310 O! heard you yon pibroch sound sad in the gale Campbeu S44 Oh ! holy be the sod . . note Oh! I hae lost my silken snood Oh, once there were minutes when light my heart beat R. Allan Oh! that the chemist's magic art • note Rogers Oh! weep not, sweet maid, though the bright tear of beauty . Mary O! if you hae a heart to spare James Yool 162 O I hae twin'd wi' meikle love R. Allan 316 O laddie, can you leave me Tannahill 261 0, lady, twine no wreath for me Scott . 204 O meikle thinks my love of my beauty Burns . On Albyn's mist-clad hills of grey note C. M. T. M. 943 On blythsome mead at morn to stray . R. Allan J. Montgomery 221 Once more, enchanting girl, adieu Rogers Burns R. Allan slumber, my darling, thy sire is a knight . Terry 951 97 541 45 73 stop na, bonny bird, that strain O sweet is the calm dewy evening . L. 110 O! synge untoe mie roundelaie note Chatterton 229 O thou hast seen the lily fair John Sim 215 :0 Tibby I hae seen the day Burns O turn from me those stars of light 379 Our father's brow was cold, his eye . note Our Lady sat in our good Lord's hall note 342 Our youth will fade as fades the flower note. John Sim 180 Ovir Castell and Towre, ovir Citie and Toune note O we aft hae met at e'en, bonny Peggy, O . John Sim 66 O weep not thus,-We both shall know Camoens 374 0, wha's at my chamber door . 197 0, when again shall my eyes rove note O, when shall I visit the land of my birth note J. Montgomery 365 O whistle and I'll come to you, my lad . Burns 142 O white foaming Rhaider, by thy roaring fall .. Mrs. Grant 213 0! who rides by night through the woodlands so wild note 418 O Willie, weel I mind, I lent you my hand . 146 "1...1111..11. 304 364 . Peace, peace to the shades of those heroes who bled • Prove false to thee, my love? ah! no Haily Saw ye Johnnie comming, quo' she note note note Soon as the sun, great ruler of the year note 219 177 138 108 407 Spirits of love, who wander on pain note Author of “Home” 198 John Sim Take, oh, take those lips away note note note note note 21 106 The sun has gane down o'er the lofty Benlomond Tannahill 576 390 The weary pund o' tow . They made her a grave too cold and damp note Moore 397 The young May-moon is beaming, love Moore This bottle's the sun of our table Sheridan This life is all chequered with pleasures and woes Moore This pledge of affection, dear Ellen, receive R. A. Smith Tho' the winter of age wreathes her snow on his head note W. M Laren Thou art not false, but thou 'art fickle . Byron J. Munro 86 Thy braes are bonny, Yarrow stream note Rev. John Logan 311 Thy woods and glades, sweet Arthurlie note John Sim 192 "T'is said that men are false and fickle John Sim 133 'Tis no very lang sinsyne 'Tis sweet, when in the glowing west J. Bruller 396 "Tis thy will, and I must leave thee Mrs. Opie To England's towers of oak, farewell 191 To thee, Inyvi Dee, thy gladsome vales, 170 To yon fause stream, that near the sea 208 'Twas a keen frosty morn, and the suow heavy falling Upton . 349 Twas in a lonely crttage dwelling 167 Twas in the evening of a wintry day note Weep no more by shading tree note When friendship, love, and truth abound note 425 150 203 130 Anderson note O turn from me those stars of light • note J. Carnegie Provc false to thee, my love? ah! no . John Sim Rest, lovely babe, on mother's knee .. John Sim See in pride of summer growing Haily Silcrat and sad the minstrel sat R. Allan Spirits of love that wander on R. Allan Summer comes, and in her crain rote John Sim Sweet's the dew-deck'd rose in June J. Goldie A. Allan "The bell had told the midnight hour R. Alan The gale is high, the bark is light J. B. The health I once so much enjoy'd John Sim The lovely Ellen was laid in her shroud R. Allan Tite night.dew fell on a lovely rose . R. Alan "The pearl of the fountain J. Munro The primrose may blaw in the dawn o'the spring · · note J. Pringle There's none to soothe my soul to rest James Yool The rose that blooms on yonder brier John Sim "I'le smoke from yon cottage no longer is rising" John Sim "The storm sweeps wildly thro' the sky . . John Sim The sun was wearing down the lift .. This pledge of affection, dear Ellen, receive . R. A. Smith "Tho' the winter of age wreathes her snow on his head . . . W.MLaren Thou must not linger, lovely one J. Munro Thy woods and glades, sweet Arthurlie note John Sim Ti said that men are false and fickle John Sim Weep no more by shading tree R. Allan When life from this bosom for ever is filed John Sim When sets the sun o'er Lomond's height R. Allan Wherever I wander, bc't foul or be't fair R. Allan Why so sad is my heart, thus to leave thee alane John Sim Will he no come back again note Yes, dearest maid, I love thee still James Yool 207 Tot 168 147 note |