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Short Title Echo, 1798 
Title Echo, The 
Pages 248 
Publisher Merriam, E. 
Location AoA 
Date 1798 
Place Brookfield 
Data Place AoA: E33663 
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Ye sons of Columbia, unite in the cause  5-6 
Ye sons of Columbia who bravely have fought  7-10 
Hail Columbia! happy land  10-11 
Come, hail the day, ye sons of mirth  12-13 
God save the United States  13-14 
Sing Yankee Doodle, that fine tune  15-17  14 
From th' soil our fathers dearly bo't  17-18 
To the standard repair  18-19 
Hail, victorious Freedom, hail!  20-21 
Come all grenadiers let us join hand in hand  21-22 
On the green sedgy banks of the sweet winding Tay  22-23 
Shepherds I have lost my love  23 
Woman is like to--but stay--, A  23-25   
Man, he is like to--but stay--, A  25-26 
When Britain with despotic sway  27-28 
At the sound of the horn  28-29 
Fair liberty! whom heaven gave  29-30 
Rose had been wash'd, just wash'd in a show'r, The  30 
Hark, hark, from the woodlands the loud swelling horn  31 
Awake from delusion, ye sons of the brave  31-33 
How bright are the joys of the table  33-34 
Dear Kathleen, you no doubt  34-35 
Simplicity! thou fav'rite child  35 
Wealthy fool with gold in store, The  36 
Distress me with those tears no more  36-37 
Tho' prudence may press me  37 
How happy the woman, whose charms  38 
Lord, what care I for mam, or dad  38-39 
Sir Solomon Simons, when he did wed  39-41 
To hear a sweet goldfinch's sonnet  41 
Hope, treach'rous meteor, lucid vapour!  42 
My mother says, I'm now sixteen  42-43 
Flaxen-headed cow-boy, as simple as may be, A  43-44 
Ah! Delia, see the fatal hour, farewell my soul's delight  44-45 
Cease, rude Boreas, blust'ring railer  46-48 
Banish sorrow grief and folly  48-49 
I Delia's beauties would disclose  49-50 
Lark was up, the morn was grey, The  51-53  16 
In storms, when clouds obscure the sky  53-54 
Hail, patriots all! this day combine  54-55 
Friendship to every willing mind  55-56 
Says Plato, why should man be vain?  56-57 
Bright God of Day, drew westward away, The  57-58 
Rose tree in full bearing, A  58-60 
How stands the glass around?  60-61 
Come all you pretty maidens, some older, some younger  61-62 
Both sexes give ear to my fancy  62-63  10 
Any one, who reads the scripture  64 
There was once, it was said, when is out of my head  64-67  19 
When Delia on the plain appears  67-68 
'Twas on the morn of sweet May day  68-69 
Beauteous sterling late I saw, A [sic]  70-71 
Trust not man for he'll decieve you  71 
Trust not woman, she'll beguile you  71-72 
Some women take delight in dress  72-73 
Ye virgins attend  73-74 
I dreamt I saw a piteous sight  74-75 
I sigh and lament me in vain  75-76 
Fly ye traitors from our land  76-77 
Of damask cheeks, and snowy neck  78 
Why should our joys transform to pain?  78-80  10 
I that once was a ploughman, a sailor am now  80-82 
How imperfect is expression  82-83 
For various purpose serves the fan  83-84 
Jolly mortals, fill your glasses  84 
Music, how pow'rful is thy charm!  84-85 
Sailor's life's a life of woe, A  85-87 
Attention pray give, while of hobbies I sing  87-89 
Our immortal poet's page  89-92 
As passing by a shady grove  92-93 
Sweet nightingale, best poet of the grove  93-94 
Were I to choose the greatest bliss  94 
Celia, that I once was blest  94-95 
You say, sir, once, a wit allow'd  95-96 
Time has not thin'd my flowing hair  96 
This world is a stage  96-99  15 
'Twas in the flow'ry month of May  99-100 
How blest is the bachelor's life  100-102 
Sun sets at night, and the stars shun the day, The  102-103 
Sails unfurl'd, the ship unmoor'd, The  103-104 
How happy is the man  104-105 
Come, care curing mirth  105-107  10 
As Neptune in his coral bow'r  107-109 
I heard much talk of Oxford town  109-113  18 
I am a blade both free and easy  113-114 
Hail, godlike Washington!  114-118  13 
Cease, a while, ye winds to blow  118 
In infancy our days were blest  119 
When fortune doth frown  119-121 
Amo, amas  121-122 
Come now, all ye social powers  122 
Oh, Cupid forever  123-124 
From night till morn I take my glass  124 
Women all tell me I'm false to my lass, The  124-126  10 
What is a poet, Sir? you, Sir? no, Sir?  126-127 
'Twas at the break of day we spy'd  127-128 
Ye fair, possess'd of ev'ry charm  128 
At the close of the day, when the hamlet is still  129-131 
Say, have you seen my Arabell?  131 
To my muse give attention, and deem it not a mystery  132-134 
Hark! Echo! sweet Echo repeats the loud strain  134-135 
No pastime, no sport can with hunting compare  135 
Minerva in heaven disconsolate mourn'd  136-137 
On that lone bank where Lubin died  137 
This hot pursuit  137-138 
Adieu, ye streams that gently flowing  139-140 
When Werter fair Charlotte beheld  140 
When up to London first I came  141 
Pounds, shillings, pence and fartings  141-142 
To banish life's troubles, the Grecian old sage  142-143 
'Twas near a thicket's calm retreat  143-144 
British lion is my sign, The  144-145 
Behold this fair goblet--'twas carv'd from the tree  145-147 
Whilst happy in my native land  147-148 
Thursday in the morn, the nineteenth of May  148-149 
Welcome, welcome, brother debtor  149-150 
Push about the bowl, boys  150-152 
Let a set of sober asses  152-153 
Ye chieftains of Columbia, your forces marshal out  153-156 
When our great sires this land explor'd  156-158 
When Jove was resolv'd to create the round earth  158-159 
As in a grot reclin'd  159-161  11 
Hail Independence, hail!  162-164 
Columbia's Bald Eagle displays in his claws  164-165 
To Columbia, who, gladly reclin'd at her ease  165-167 
While discord's bloody flag unfurl'd  167-169 
Poets may sing of their Helicon streams  169-170 
Songs of shepherds in rustical roundelays  170-172 
Returning home, across the plain  173 
I've found, my fair, a true love knot  173-174 
Few years ago in the days of my grannam, A  174-175 
Guardian of our nation, stand firm in your station  176 
Sweet Laura see the fatal hour  177 
Song, a song, is the cry of mankind, A  177-178 
Diogenes, surly and proud  178-180 
As musing I rang'd in the meads all alone  180-181 
My name's Tippy Bob  181-182 
Fair Kate of Portsmouth lov'd a tar  183 
You ask why I thus droop my head  184 
Well met, jolly fellows, well met  184-185 
When beating rains and pinching winds  185-186 
Plague of those musty old lubbers, A  187-188 
Dear Tom this brown jugs which foams with mild ale  188-189 
How brim full of nothing's the life of a beau  189-190 
Spanking Jack was so comely, so pleasant, so jolly  190-192 
Her mouth with a smile  192 
Not the fictions of Greece, nor the dreams of old Rome  193-194 
When my divine Althea's charms  195 
Ye sons of fair science, impatient to learn  195-197 
What joys do the Craft on each Mason bestow  197-198 
How happy's the Mason whose bosom still flows  198-199 
Dear brothers of fraternal mind  199-201 
Adieu, a heart, warm, fond adieu  202-203 
Here social love serenely smiles  203 
Bacchus open all thy treasure  203-204 
Assist my muse, thy influence bring  204-205 
King Solomon, that wise projector  205-207 
Mason's daughter fair and strong, A  207-208 
When orient Wi'dom beam'd serene  208-209 
Columbian's sons, attend awhile  209-210 
There liv'd, as fame reports, in days of yore  210-217  28 
Ye dull stupid mortals, give o'er your conjectures  217-218 
Free Masons all  218-219 
We have no idle prating  219-220 
Come let us prepare  221-222 
In hist'ry we're told, how the lodges of old  222-224 
  224-225 
Come, come, my brethren dear  225-226 
Come, ye Masons, hither bring  226-227 
Let drunkards boast the power of wine  227-229 
Unite, unite, your voices raise  229-230 
Hail Masonry divine  230 
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