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Short Title Mock Bird, 1760 
Title American Mock Bird, The 
Pages 276 
Publisher Rivington, James 
Location N*-email, Oxford; 18th c 16006.8 
Date 1760 
Place New York 
Data Place 18th c. MF 16006.8 
Comments  
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Since wedlock's in vogue, and stale virgins despis'd  1-2 
When beaus, to please the ladies write [sic]  2-3 
Fair Kitty beautiful and young  3-4 
Myrtilla, demanding the aid of my pen 
If e'er in some fresh cheek you see 
Heroes preparing to finish the war, The 
Love's a dream of mighty treasure  5-6 
Leave, neighbours your work, to sport,and to play 
Give me but a wife; I expect not to find 
To an arbour of woodbine ye both shall be led  7-8 
Long, long I despair'd, a young shepherd to find  8-9 
Confin'd to the house 'till the age of fifteen 
Come, come, my good shepherds, our flocks we must shear  10 
How little do the land-men know  10-11 
Say, lovely peace, that grac'd our isle  11-12 
Give us glasses, my wench  12-13 
Sun was sleeping in the main, The  13 
No nymph, that trips the verdant plains  14-15  10 
Behold the sweet flowers around  15 
On a primrose bank, by a murmuring stream  15-16 
Young Collin, the blithest upon the gay green [sic]  16-17 
Morning cloud was ting'd with gold, The  17-18 
Ask why the miser hoards his pelf  18 
Sick of the world, fair Delia flew  18-19 
Not Semele'e attracting love [sic]  19-20 
As Jockey was walking, one midsummer morn  20-21 
Young Patty was wanton, young Patty was gay  21-22 
As late, at ruddy close of day  22 
As afternoon, one summer's day  23 
Why shine those charming eyes so bright  23-24 
How blest has my time been, what days have I known [sic]  24 
In a small pleasant village, by nature compleat  25 
God save great George, our King  25-26 
May thy kind Providence  26-27 
When Britain first, at Heav'n's command  27-28 
Why heaves my fond bosom; ah! what can it mean?  28 
When mighty roast beef was the Englishman's food  29 
As Tink'ring Tom the street his trade did cry  30 
Hear me, ye nymphs, and ev'ry swain  30-31 
What beauties does Flora disclose!  31-32 
Lass of Peaty's Mill, The  32-33 
Dear sir, be advis'd by a friend  33-34 
No more of war, and war's alarms  34-35 
What tho' my parents frown and scold  35-36 
When first I saw my Delia's face  36-37 
When Damon, blithe shepherd, appears in my sight  37-38 
I am a young virgin that oft' has been told  38 
Once Lucifer, after a grand debate  39-40 
Let meaner bards, in rapt'rous strain  40-41 
See, Cloe, how the new-blown rose  41-42 
I'll sing of my lover all night, and all day  42-43 
Nature fram'd thee, sure, for loving  43 
Tell me, Hamilla, tell me why [sic]  43-44 
Ye shepherds, and nymphs, that adorn the gay plain  44 
To make the man kind, and keep true to your bed  45 
Jolly mortals, fill your glasses  45-46 
I'll range around the shady bow'rs  46-47 
Did you see e'er a shepherd, ye nymphs, pass this way  47-48 
Slave to the fair, from my childhood, I've been, A  48 
Young Dorilas, an artless swain  49 
As Caelia in her garden stray'd  49-50 
O lovely Caelia! heav'nly maid!  50 
When morn her sweets shall first unfold  51 
Young Caelia was sprightly and gay  51-52 
Deep'ning shadows were withdrawn, The  52-53 
Whilst shrowded by an oak, in leafy state  53 
Richest gift of lavish nature  53-54 
How sweet are the flow'rs! how lovely the spring!  54 
Thou calm-ray'd spring, whose blooming face  54-55 
Let some great joys pretend to find  55-56 
To thee, o gentle sleep, alone  56 
Woman! thoughtless, giddy creature!  56-57 
Ye friends of the state  57-59 
Sweet are the charms of her I love  59-60 
Thursday in the morn, the Ides of May  60-61 
Thou rising sun, whose gladsome ray  61-62 
From clime to clime my heart does rove  62-63 
If you wou'd keep your Damon true  63 
Ye virgin pow'rs, defend my heart  63-64 
I'll sing you a song that shall suit you all round  64 
Nymph there lives, whom many a swain, A  65 
Jockey, who teaz'd me a twelvemonth, or more  65-66 
Dearest Kitty! kind and fair  66-67 
At dead of night, when wrapt in sleep  67-68 
'Twas at the silent midnight hour  68-70  17 
Hail Masonry! thou Craft divine!  70-71 
Two Gods of great honour, Bacchus and Apollo  71-72 
While from our looks, dear nymph, you guess  72-73 
I met young Damon t' other day  73 
Lawland lads think they are fine, The  74-75 
Tom loves Mary passing well  75-76 
State and ambition, all joys to great Caesar  76-77 
When Celadon first from his cottage did stray  77-78 
Blest as th' immortal gods is he  78 
Youth, adorn'd with ev'ry art, A  79 
Beneath a cypress grove  79-80 
Rosy morn unbarr'd her gate, The  80 
Wou'd you court the joys wont leave you [sic]  80-81 
At dead of night, when cares give place  81   
Attend, ye ever-tuneful swains  81-82 
In story of old  82-83 
Had Molly but known  84 
On a bank, beside a willow  84-85 
As I went forth to view the spring  85-86 
Musick has pow'r to melt the soul  86 
What numbers shall the Muse repeat  87 
If love's a sweet passion, how can it torment?  88 
Stern winter has left us, the trees are in bloom  88-89 
Vain is ev'ry fond endeavour  89-90 
In mirth and pastime ev'ry hour emply  90-91 
What med'cine can soften the bosom's keen smart  91 
In vain I try my ev'ry art  92 
Declare, my pretty maid  92-93 
Chloe, in your mirror view  93 
Quite free from care, and gloomy scenes  94 
Miranda's graces, heav'nly charms  94-95 
Gay Damon long study'd my heart to obtain  95-96 
Well met, pretty Nymph, says a jolly young swain  96-97 
Come all ye shepherds on the plain  97 
One night, when all the village slept  98 
Child of the summer, charming rose!  98-99 
I'll to some shady cool retreat  99 
No glory I covet, no riches I want  100 
As the Mole's silent stream crept pensive along  100-101 
Go, happy flower! to her hand  101 
Sun in virgin lustre shone, The  101-102 
Away, let nought, to love displeasing  103 
Whilst I fondly view the charmer  104 
What man, in his wits, had not rather been poor  105 
How blithe was I, each morn to see  105-106 
Ask me, why I send you here  106 
With tuneful pipe, and merry glee  106-107 
Gather your rose-buds, while you may  107-108 
Tell me, lovely, loving pair!  108 
My mind to me a kingdom is  109-110 
Mistaken fair, lay Sherlock be [sic]  110 
Morn was fair, the sky serene, The  110-112  12 
Cease your musick, gentle swains  112 
If I say, tho' 'tis Gospel, that Rachel is fair  113 
One morning bright, within the grove  114-115 
Of freedom too fond, or too wanton with pride  115 
Ye woods, and ye mountains, unknown  116 
I once was prudish, vain, and grave  116-117 
Ah! why must words my flame reveal?  117-118 
Winter's fled, with all its train, The  118-119 
Now rise, my soul, and tune thy voice, to sing  119 
Cast, my love, thine eyes around  119-120 
Other day young Strephon met, The  120-121 
Away, ye vile slaves, pack hence, and be gone  121-122 
Contented I am, and contented I'll be  122-123 
Resolv'd, as her poet, of Celia to sing  124-125 
If ever, Oh! Hymen, I add to thy tribe  125 
Of all the girls of Bladud's town [sic]  126-127 
How happy a lover's life passes  127-128 
Without thinking on 't, I gain's Thyrsis's heart  128 
Beauty and Musick charm the soul  129 
Dear Sylvia, no longer my passion despise  129-130 
Love's in truth a mighty blessing  130 
No more for another my bosom should glow  130-131 
Come, my jolly brisk boys, lay your hop-poles aside  131-132 
English, of late, with intention to bluster  132-133 
Prithee, Phillia, speak thy mind  133 
Happy the man whose wish and care  133-134 
Go, lovely pair of roses, go  134 
Lovely lass to a fryar came  135 
Beneath a green shade I found a fair maid  135-136 
Come let us prepare  136-137 
Whilst the town's brim-full of folly  137-138 
Down in the West and old couple did live  138  12 
Come, jolly Britons, let's play a game of cards  139-140 
To Chloe, white and blooming youth  141 
O say, what is that thing, call'd light  142 
Kitty, tender, gay, and blooming  142-142 
Love, smiling, sits on Caelia's brow  142 
With beams erect, the rising Sun  143-144 
Young Thyrsis, once the jolliest swain  144-145 
Fair, and soft, and gay, and young  145-146 
In vain the force of female arms  146 
Wounded deer flies swiftly away, The  147 
In vain I wish'd for liberty  147 
When I to sleep address my mind  148   
Fair Flavia does at once disclose  148 
Strephon, how cou'd you cruel prove  149 
What is love, fantastick boy!  149-150 
Swain of love despairing, A  150-151 
Come, thou fairest, prepare  151 
Swains I scorn, who, nice and fair  152 
Did ever swain a nymph adore  152-154 
As Zephyr gently fann'd the air  154 
As love sick Apollo, by Daphne disdain'd  154-155  10 
That Jenny's my friend, my delight, and my pride  156 
How! court Dorinda! who the devil  156-157 
Forbear, fond God, forbear your dart  157 
While others strip the new-fall'n snows  157-158 
See what sweets this wreath compose!  158-159 
If you my wand'ring heart would find  159 
Forgive, ye fair, nor take it wrong  160-161 
Near the side of a pond, at the foot of a hill  161-162 
Brisk wine makes us gay, and beauty leads on  162 
Ye belles, and ye flirts, and ye pert little things  162-163 
No more, silly pipe, be thy sonnets addrest  164-165 
As Caelia near a fountain lay  165 
Contented, all day I cou'd sit by her side  165-166 
To feed my flock, to watch my fold  166-167 
When Stella first appear'd on earth  167-168 
Sweet Susan, I am come to take my leave  168-169 
Come Roger and Nell, com Simkin and Bell  169-170 
Ianthe, the lovely, the joy of the plain  170 
Of race divine thou needs must be  170-171 
Ungrateful Damon, is it come to this?  171-172 
Gentle air, thou breath of lovers  172 
Ye nymphs and swains, that sweetly play  173 
My time, O ye Muses! was happily spent  173-174 
Restrain'd from the sight of my dear  175 
Charming is your shape and air  176 
One ev'ning, the loveliest pair  176-178 
Macedon youth, The  178 
Mothers, thro' too much pride, or love  178-179 
When Sylvia strikes the trembling strings  179-180 
Lass that wou'd know how to manage a man, The  180 
As sparks fly upwards, man is born  181-182 
I sing of a damsel, just turn'd of sizteen  182-183 
Some cry up Gunnersberry  183-184 
Lilies of France, and the fair English Rose  184-185 
Pride of ev'ry grove I chose, The  185-186 
Let the tempest of war  186 
In story we're told, how our monarchs of old  187-188 
Too plain dear youth, these tell-tale eyes  188-189 
Sweet Annie fra the sea-beach came  189-190 
Hark, hark, o'er the plains how the merry bells ring  190-191 
Fairest of the virgin throng  191 
Ye good fellows, all  192-194 
Spring renewing all things gay  194-195 
Fair and comely is my love  195-196 
Fair Hebe I left, with a cautious design  196 
How can you, lovely Nancy, thus cruelly slight  196-197 
All in the Downs the fleet was moor'd  197-198 
As blithe as the linnet sings in the green wood  199 
At setting day, and rising morn  200 
Come, Chloe, and give me sweet kisses  200-201 
Come, come, bid adieu to fear  201 
Defend my heart, ye virgin pow'rs  201-202 
Farewell, my Pastora, no longer your swain  202-203 
Hark! the loud drum!  203-204 
Haste, haste, Phillis, haste, 'tis the first of May  204-206 
He that a cuckold is, let it not grieve him  206-207 
I seek not at once in a female to find  207 
Love's a gentle, gen'rous passion  208 
Push about the brisk bowl, 'twill enliven the heart  208-209 
Rouse, Britons, rouse, and face the foe  209 
See Royal Edward land  210 
Stella and Flavia, ev'ry hour  210-211 
Sylvia, wilt thou waste thy prime  211 
Breed came forth frae the barn, The  212-213 
There lived a man in Ballymecrazy  213-214 
Women all tell me I'm false to my lass, The  214-215  10 
Tho' Chloe's out of fashion  215-216 
Three goddesses, standing together  216-218  13 
To take in good part the squeeze of the hand  218-219 
'Twas when the seas were roaring  219-220 
When all the Attick Fire was fled  220   
When first by fond Damon Flavella was seen  221 
Where's my swain, so blithe and clever?  221-222 
When Jockey was bless'd with your love and your truth  222-223 
When the nymphs were contending for beauty and fame  224 
While Phillis is drinking, love and wine in alliance  224-225 
With swords on their thighs the bold yeomen are seen  225 
Ye medley of mortals, that make up this throng  226-227  10 
Ye mortals, whom fancies and troubles perplex  228 
Young Colin protests I'm his joy and delight  228-229 
You say at your feet that I wept in despair  229 
You tell me I'm handsome, I know not how true [sic]  229-230 
Arise, sweet messenger of morn  230 
As Chloe came into the room t' other day  230-231 
Ask if yon' damask rose is sweet  231 
Assist me, ev'ry tuneful bard  231-232 
Be still, O! ye winds, and attentive ye swains  232-233  10 
Come all you young lovers, who wan with despair  234 
Come, Rosalind, oh! come and see  235 
Fair Sally lov'd a bonny seaman  235-236 
From silent shades, and the Elysian Groves  236-237 
From the man whom I love, tho' my heart I disguise  238 
From those eternal regions bright  238-239 
Go, rose, my Chloe's bosom grace  239 
How gentle was my Damon's air  239-240 
My fond shepherds of late were so blest  240-241 
Oh! how cou'd I venture to love one like thee?  241-242 
Oh! would'st thou know what sacred charms  242 
Once more I'll tune the vocal shell  243-244 
On his face the vernal rose  244 
Says Damon to Phillis, suppose my fond eyes  244-245 
Smile, smile Britannia, smile  245 
Tell me, my Delia, tell me why  246 
Blithest bird that sings in May, The  246-247 
Festive board was met, the social band, The  247 
Morning fresh, the sun in East, The  248 
New-flown birds the shepherds sing, The  248-249 
To dear Amaryllis young Strephon had long  249 
To keep my gentle Jesse  250 
We're gaily yet, and we're gaily yet [sic]  250-251 
We've fought, we have conquer'd, and England, once more  251 
When fairies dance round on the green  252 
When here, Lucinda, first we came  253 
When Phoebus the tops of the hills does adorn  253-254 
When the rose is in bud, and blue vi'lets blow  254 
Wherever I am going, and all the day long  254-255 
Yes, I'm in love, I feel it now  255-256 
Ye true honest Britons, who love your own land  256 
You say you love, and twenty more  257 
Near a thick grove, whose deep embow'ring shade  257-259 
Fill me a bowl, a mighty bowl  259 
With early horn, salute the morn  259 
Chace is o'er, and on the plain, The  260 
What shall I say to make my fair  260   
Dearest Daphne turn thine eyes  261-262 
I search'd the fields, of ev'ry kind  262 
Love, thou bane of soft content  262-263 
When Damon met Phillis first on the gay green  263 
'Tis true, my Caelia, thou art fair  264 
Fields and the groves in fresh verure shone gay, The  264-265 
Sweet are the flow'rs that deck the field  265 
Come live with me, and be my love  265-266 
If all the world and love were young  266 
Morning is charming. all nature is gay, The  266-268 
By the gaily circling glass  268 
Now Phoebus sinketh in the West  268 
Wou'd you taste the noon-tide air  269 
See! from the silent grove, Alexis flies  269-270 
Why will you my passion reprove  270-271 
My banks are all furnish'd with bees  271-273 
Fly swiftly, ye minutes, 'till Comus receive  273 
By dimpl'd brook, and fountain brim  274 
Colin one day, in angry mood  274 
Well, if I continue but in the same mind  275 
Dawn of hope my soul revives, A  275-276 
As Chloe ply'd her needle's art  276 
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