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Short Title Songs Loyal, 1779 
Title Loyal and Humorous Songs 
Pages 83 
Publisher Gaine, H. 
Location AoA 
Date 1779 
Place New York 
Data Place AoA: E16326 
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First Line Page Verses
Intrepid sons to freedom true  17 
Indulgent Phoebus bless the morn  17-18 
Independence a portion belongs not the king  18-19 
Of sports enjoy'd beneath the sun  19-21 
I fear, traytors hear, sweet mercy call  21 
Fleets spread thy canvas wing  21-23 
See, worn with grief and languid on her shores  23 
Away, away with meaner things  23-24 
Heav'n bless the royal pair  24 
My brother soldiers come away  25 
Should good madeira prove your end  26 
My good paper stainer  26 
This morning I found at the rising of Phoebus  26-27 
Surely stands first in the honour'd name Howe  27 
Howe is the great name to which you allude  27 
To Britons true hearted I offer my song  28-29 
Phoebus no more afford us day  29-30 
Tho' muse breaches sincerest love  30   
If kind Maria will's it so  30 
On this day of renown  31-33  11 
Ye sons of Old England, hold honour in view  33-34 
What swells within yon southern breeze?  34-35 
God of all worlds preserve the King  36   
Britain now recalls her thunder  37 
Senseless as tho' in life no more  38-39 
Scarce had the dreadful din of arms  40-41 
No sooner Estaing got good harbour & cheer  42-43 
Antiquity exults no more  43-44 
All pow'rful omnipotent Lord  45   
Sole cause of day; celestial globe  45-47 
We volunteers of high renown  47-48  11 
Fair Venus the goddess of beauty and love  49-50 
Of reg'ments renowned they tell us  51-52 
Independents of old, as in history we're told  60-61 
Arise sweet messenger of morn  61 
My fond shepherds of late were so blest  62 
How soft and yet majestic is her air  62 
O the raptures of possessing  63 
To meet her Mars the queen of love  63 
Rise glory rise, in all thy charms  63 
New flown birds the shepherds sing, The  63-64 
And In each tract of glory free  64   
In the garb of old Gaul and the fire of old Rome  65-66 
In infancy our hopes and fears  67 
When Molly smiles beneath the cow  67-68 
Rise Britannia's sons arise and see  68-69 
Stand round my brave boys with heart and with voice  69-70 
Arm, arm, the generous Briton's cry  70 
Crown your bowls  70 
Youth that I, The  71 
Come ye lads who wish to shine  71-72 
Guid people, it grieves your poor Sawney to tell  73-74 
Good neighbors, if you're not afraid  75-76  12 
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