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Short Title Sky Lark, 1797 
Title Sky Lark, The 
Pages 310 
Publisher Thomas, Isaah, Jun. 
Location AoA 
Date 1797 
Place Worcester 
Data Place AoA: E32839 
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On the green sedgy banks of the sweet winding Tay  13 
Shepherds I have lost my love  13-14 
Dusky night rides down the sky, The  14-15 
No glory I covet, no riches I want  15 
'Twas on the morn of sweet May day  16-17 
I've kiss'd and I've prattled with fifty fair maids  17-18 
When Delia on the plain appears  18 
Adieu! ye verdant lawns and bow'rs  18-19 
Why heaves my fond bosom, ah! what can it mean?  19 
Women all tell me I'm false to my lass, The  19-21 
Beauteous starling late I saw, A  21-22 
O'er the vine covered hills and gay regions of France  22-23  10 
Trust not man for he'll deceive you  23-24 
Trust not woman she'll beguile you  24 
Rose that weeps with morning dew, The  24 
When I had scarcely told sixteen  25 
As on yon village lawn I stray'd  25-26 
Morning dew that wets the rose, The  26-27 
When first on the plain I began to appear  27 
Dear is my little native vale  27-28 
Come, sailors, be filling the can  28-29 
Could you to battle march away  29-30 
When the summer smiling bids the hills  30 
Were I oblig'd to beg my bread  30-31 
Spanking Jack was so comely, so pleasant, so jolly  31-32 
By a murmuring stream a fair shepherdess lay  32-33 
Guardian angels, now protect me  33-34 
How happy a state does the miller possess  34-35 
Cobler there was, and he liv'd in a stall, A  35-36 
Wealthy fool, with gold in store, The  36 
Busy, curious, thirsty fly  37 
Adieu, ye jovial youths, who join  37 
I envy not the proud their wealth  38 
Spring was advancing, and birds were beginning, The  38-39 
I envy not the mighty great  40 
In good King Charles's golden days  40-42   
Cease, rude Boreas, blust'ring railer!  42-44 
Echoing horn calls the sportsmen abroad, The  44 
Banish sorrow grief and folly  44-45 
I Delia's beauties would disclose  45-46 
Hyla's the sweetest maid on earth  47 
Fields were green, the hills were gay, The  47-48 
Say, little foolish, fluttering thing  48 
In a mouldering cave, where the wretched retreat  48-49 
Friendship to every willing mind  49-50 
Says Plato, why should man be vain  51 
From the man that I love, though my heart I disguise  51-52 
Her sheep had in clusters crept close to a grove  52-53 
Ye virgins attend  53-54 
How stands the glass around?  54-55 
From the brook and the willow forsaking the plain  55 
Beneath a green grove, a lovely young swain  55-56 
As passing by a shady grove  56-57 
As bringing home, the other day  57-58 
O Nightingale! best poet of the grove  58 
Farewell ye green fields and sweet groves  58-59 
As Colinet and Phoebe sat  59-60 
Tho' youth and beauty grace the fair  60-62 
Well met, jolly fellows, well met  62 
I dream't I saw a piteous sight  62-63 
O'er desert plains and rushy meers  63-64 
I sigh and lament me in vain  64-65 
Lovely nymph now cease to languish  65 
Shape alone let others prize, The  65-66 
How blest has my time been, what joys have I known  66-67 
Ye married dames, who so often deplore  67-68 
Ye shepherds, so chearful and gay  68-69 
My banks they are furnish'd with bees  69-71 
Why will you my passion reprove?  71-73 
Ye shepherds, give ear to my lay  73-74 
My temples with clusters of grapes I'll entwine  74-75 
Go! tuneful bird, that glads the skies  75 
To hear a sweet goldfinch's sonnet  75-76 
Why should our joys transform to pain?  76-78  10 
I that once was a ploughman, a sailor am now  78-79 
'Twas early on a holiday  79-81 
How imperfect is expression  81 
For various purpose serves the fan  81-82 
Smiling morn, the breathing spring, The  82-83 
Let schoolmasters puzzle their brain  83-84 
Ah! fashion, wherefore dost thou still  84-85 
See ruddy Aurora begins to appear  85 
When duty call'd I sail'd away  86-87 
What is a 'port, Sir? you, Sir? no Sir  87 
Contented I am, and contented I'll be  87-88 
Dear heart! what a terrible life am I led!  88-89 
Ye fair, possess'd of ev'ry charm  89-90 
Now's the time for mirth and glee  90 
Last time I came o'er the moor, The  90-91 
When I was a young one, what girl was like me?  92 
Jolly mortals, fill your glasses  92-93 
Dear Chloe, while the busy crowd  93-95  14 
When blushes dy'd the cheeks of morn [sic]  95-96 
Music, how pow'rful is thy charm  96-97 
Gallants attend, and hear a friend  97-100  22 
Look, dear ma'am, I'm quite the thing  100-101 
How bright are the joys of the table  101-102 
In choice of a husband we widows are nice  102 
While some do love full bowls of quall  102-103 
Fruit of Aurora's tears, fair rose  103-104 
Does pity give, tho' Fate denies  104 
As the Mole's silent stream crept pensive along  104-105 
Thou dear seducer of my heart  105-106 
Oh! how could I venture to love one like thee  106 
When first, upon your tender cheek  107 
Long time I serv'd young Rosalind  108 
Let eloquence boast of her pow'r to persuade  108-109 
From yonder copse yet poor in shade  109-110 
As you mean to set sail for the land of delight  110 
Go, patter to lubbers and swabs, d' ye see  111-112  12 
Ye gents, give ear to me, I pray  112-114 
What's a valiant hero?  114 
What a charming thing's a battle!  115 
Lord! What care I for mam or dad?  115-116 
Sailor's life's a life of woe, A  116-117 
No care beyond the morrow!  118 
Attention pray give, while of hobbies I sing  118-119 
I thought our quarrels ended  120 
Three years a sailor's life I led  120-121 
Our immortal poet's page  121-124 
'Twas past meridian, half past four [sic]  124-125 
Say, have you seen my Arabell?  125-126 
Near Bow'ry Richmond, Thames' side  126-127 
Breeze was fresh, the ship in stays, The  127-128 
Sir Solomon Simons, when he did wed  128-129 
This world is a stage  130-132  14 
Rail no more, ye learned asses  132-133 
For England when with favouring gales [sic]  133 
Ye sons of France awake to glory  133-134 
I am a jolly gay pedlar  135 
Fresh and strong the breeze is blowing  135-136 
Sweet briar grows in the merry green wood, The  136-137 
Hark, soft lass, the trumpet sounds  137-138 
Some women take delight in dress  138-139 
When on thy bosom I recline  139-140 
Ah! Delia, see the fatal hours, farewell my soul's delight  140-141 
I'm plagu'd with my friends and my neighbours to boot  141-142 
Chear up, gluttons, fill your bellies  142-143 
When Lubin first, with cunning care  143-145 
When first the Sun o'er Ocean glow'd  145-146 
Come, peace of mind, delightful guest  146-147 
Sweet scented beau, and a simp'ring young cit, A  147-148 
All in the Downs the fleet was moor'd  148-149 
As cross the field, the other morn  149-150 
Come, ye sportsmen so brave, who delight in the field  150-151 
Dear Tom, this brown jug, that now foams with mild ale  151 
Dear Yanko say, and truly say  151-152 
Did you see a shepherd, ye nymphs, pass this way  152-153 
Diogenes, surly and proud  153-155 
Distress me with these tears no more  155-156 
For me my fair a wreath has wove  156 
Fickle bliss, fantastic treasure  156-157 
Hear me, gallant sailor hear me  157 
Her mouth with a smile  157-158 
I be one of they sailors who thinks 'tis no lie  158-159 
I'll sing of my love all night and all day [sic]  159-160 
I seek my shepherd, gone astray  160-161 
I was, d' ye see, a waterman  161-162 
If life is a bubble, and breaks with a blast  162-163 
Last Valentine's day, when bright Phoebus shone clear  163-164 
Lone bird of eve, whose liquid throat  164-165 
Lovely nymph, assuage my anguish  165 
No wonder, no wonder, I'm now seen to grieve  165 
Now we're free from college rules  166-167 
O'er moorlands and mountains, rude, barren and bare  167-168 
O tell me, ye gentle nymphs and swains  169 
Old Homer! but with him what have we to do?  169-171  10 
Rouse, rouse, jolly sportsmen, the hounds are all out  171-172 
See, beneath yon bow'r of roses  172 
Still the lark finds repose  172-173 
Sweet, sweet Robinette, all the shepherds declare  173 
Tell me lovely shepherd, where  173-174 
Sun from the East tips the mountains with gold, The  174-175 
Wand'ring sailor ploughs the main, The  175 
'Twas in that season of the year  175-176 
May day of life is for pleasure, The  176-177 
Moon had clim'd the highest hill, The  177-178 
There was once, it was said, when, is out of my head  178-180  18 
Though prudence may press me  181 
To Anacreon in Heav'n, where he sat in full glee  181-183 
To fair Fidele's glassy tomb  183 
'Twas I learnt a pretty song in France  184-185 
'Twas near a thicket's calm retreat  185 
Welcome, welcome, brother debtor  186 
What sport can compare  187 
When my money was gone, that I gain'd in the wars  187-188 
When 'tis night, and the mid watch is come  188-189 
When the rosy morn appearing  189 
While high the foaming surges rise  189-190 
Whither, my love, ah! whither art thou gone?  190 
Wide through the azure blue, and bright  190-191 
With a cheerful old friend, and a merry old song  191 
Ye sluggards, who murder your lifetime in sleep  192 
Lord! what a fuss my mother made  192-193 
Ye sportsmen, draw near, and ye sportswomen too  193-194 
You may talk of a brogue, and of Ireland (sweet nation)  194-195 
Little insect that on high  195-196 
For tenderness form'd, in life's early day  196 
Shape alone let others prize, A  196-197 
When Alcides, the son of Olympian Jove  197-198 
Let every pagan muse be gone  198-199 
'Twas the morning of May, and the yellow hair'd god  199 
Fair Caroline was once my love  200 
In Martindale. a village gay  200-201 
On a rural village green  201-202 
Drifted snow no more is seen  202-203 
One summer's eve, when Luna's beam  203-204 
As through the grove, the other day  204-205 
Gentle swain, with graceful pride, The [sic]  205-206 
Linnet's nest, with anxious care, A  206 
Young Willy woo'd me long in vain  207 
'Twas in the flow'ry month of May  207-208 
Sun sets at night, and the stars shun the day, The  208-209 
At the sound of the horn  209-210 
Bold chanticleer proclaims the day  210 
Sun shone pale on mountain snow, The  210-211 
Ladies cannot but approve, The  211-212 
With my jug in one hand, and my pipe in the other  212 
As my cow I was milking just now in the vale  212-213 
Fair Kitty, beautiful and young  213-214 
Come cease all your pother, about this or that  214-215  10 
All hands up aloft; swab the couch fore and aft  215-217 
I heard much talk of Oxford town  217-221  18 
In Charles the Second's merry days  221-223 
My mither she makes sac a din [sic]  223 
There was a jolly miller liv'd on the river Dee  224 
When once the gods, like us below  224-225 
Ye lads of true spirit, pay courtship to claret  225-227 
You know that our ancient philosophers hold  227 
Let a set of sober asses  228-229 
Since there's so small diff'rence 'twixt drowning and drinking  229-230 
Come now all ye social pow'rs  230-231 
Once the Gods of the Greeks at an ambrosial feast  231-233  16 
In hist'ries of heathens, by which tutors train us  233-235  10 
Cupid sent on a message one evening by Venus  235-236 
Let us laugh at the common distinctions of state  237-238 
One evening Good Humour took Wit as his guest  238-239 
I've seen the smiling of fortune beguiling  239-140 
As Jamie gay gang'd blith his way  240-241 
Ye beauties, or such as would beauties be fam'd  241-242 
Mon chere amie, let not despair  242 
Adieu, ye streams that gently flowing  242-243 
To fly, like bird, from grove to grove  244 
In Eden Grove there dwells a maid  245-246 
By a whirlwind methought I through Aether was hurl'd  246-248  12 
Come care curing mirth  248-249  10 
For ages on ages by tyranny bound  250 
I'll sing you a song, and I'll sing all about it  250-252 
On Maria's toilet there was lain  252 
How happy is the man  252-253 
How blest is the bachelor's life  253-255 
Though grandeur flies my humble roof  255-256 
Ye dear pretty ladies  256-257 
As musing I ranged the meads all alone  257-258 
Now, Joan, we are married---and now let me say  258-259 
When Chloe try'd her virgin fires  259 
Rose tree in full bloom, A  260 
How happy were my days till now!  260 
Shepherd of fortune honest, The  261-262  16 
Let meaner bards in rapt'rous strain  263-264 
Push about the bowl, boys  264-265 
A courting I went to my love  265-266 
I am a blade both free and easy  266 
Hail godlike Washington!  267-270  13 
In infancy our days were blest  270 
I once was a maiden as fresh as a rose  270-271 
Dear Kathleen, you, no doubt  271-272 
Few years ago, in the days of my grannum, A  272-273 
At the sign of the horse old Spintext of course  273-275  16 
When to my pretty Poll I went  275-276 
At the close of the day, when the hamlet is still  276-278 
When fortune doth frown  278-279 
Oh, Cupid, forever  279-280 
From night till morn I take my glass  280 
Ah! ca ira! ca ira! ca ira!  281-282 
If your lovers, maids, forsake you  282 
What joys do the Craft on each Mason bestow  283-284 
Ye dull stupid mortals, give o'er your conjectures  284-285 
No sect in the world can with Masons compare  285-286 
Genius of Masonry descend  286-287 
'Tis Masonry unites mankind  287-288 
Hail Masonry divine  288-289 
Come let us prepare  289-290 
Come, ye Masons, hither bring  290-291 
We have no idle prating  291-292 
Mason's daughter fair and young, A  292-293 
Once I was blind and could not see  293-295 
Adieu! a heart warm, fond adieu!  295 
Let drunkards boast the power of wine  296-297 
Ye thrice happy few  297-299 
Unite, unite, your voices raise  299 
Arise, and blow thy trumpet, Fame!  299-300 
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