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Short Title Patriotic, 1800 
Title Patriotic Medley 
Pages 215 
Publisher Johnkin, Jacob 
Location AoA 
Date 1800 
Place New-York 
Data Place AoA: E38195 
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Ye sons of Columbia, unite in the cause  3-4 
Hail Columbia, happy land  4-6 
Come, hail the day, ye sons of mirth  5-8 
Sing Yankee Doodle, that fine tune  8-10  14 
When Britain with despotic sway  10-12 
Fair liberty! whom heaven gave  12 
Soldier, a soldier, a soldier for me, A  13-14 
Come, come, my brethren dear  14 
Guardian of our nation, stand firm in your station  15 
Poets may sing of their Helicon streams  16-17 
God save the United States  17-18 
From th' soil our fathers dearly bot,' [sic]  19-20 
To the standard repair  20-21 
Columbia's Bald Eagle displays in his claws  21-22 
To Columbia, who gladly reclin'd at her ease  22-24 
Come all grenadiers let us join hand in hand  25-26 
Time has not th'nn'd my flowing hair [sic]  26 
When Freedom, fair Freedom her banner display'd  27-29 
Come all ye jolly sailors bold  29-30 
American frigate from Baltimore came, An  30-32 
Fly ye traitors from our land  32-34 
How blest the life a sailor leads  34-35 
When our great sires this land explor'd  35-36   
Come, care curing mirth  37-38  10 
How bright are the joys of the table  39-40 
My mother says, I'm now sixteen  40-41 
Flaxen-headed cow-boy as simple as may be, A  41-42 
In storms, when clouds obscure the sky  42-43 
Rose tree in full bearing, A  43-44 
How stands the glass around?  44-45 
Come all you pretty maidens, some older some younger  46-47 
Wealthy fool with gold in store, The  47-48 
Lord, what care I for mam, or dad?  48 
No pastime, no sport can with hunting compare  49 
When Jove was resolv'd to create the round earth  49-50 
Sir Solomon Simons, when he did wed  51-52 
Dear Kathleen you no doubt  53 
Woman is like to--but stay--, A  54-55   
Man, he is like to--but stay--, A  55-57 
Some women take delight in dress  57-58 
How imperfect is expression  58-59 
For various purpose serves the fan  59 
Jolly mortals fill your glasses  60 
From night till morn I take my glass  60 
Hark! Echo! sweet Echo repeats the loud strain  61 
Let a set of sober asses  61-62 
Sailor's life, a life of woe, A  63-64 
Attention pray give, while of hobbies I sing  65-66 
When fortune doth frown  67-68 
Ye fair, possess'd of ev'ry charm  68-69 
'Twas near a thicket's calm retreat  69-70 
Plague of those musty old lubbers, A  70-71 
Returning home, across the plain  72 
Fair Kate of Portsmouth lov'd a tar  73-74 
Night scarce her mantle had withdrew  74 
This world is a stage  75-78  15 
Distress me with those tears no more  78 
Tho' prudence may press me  79 
How happy the woman, whose charms  79 
Bright God of Day, drew westward away, The  80 
Beautious sterling late I saw, A [sic]  81-82 
Trust not man for he'll deceive you  82 
Trust not woman, she'll beguile you  82-83 
Oh, Cupid forever  83-84 
Her mouth with a smile  84 
When I had scarcely told sixteen  85 
Here, a sheer hulk, lies poor Tom Bowling  86 
Welcome, welcome, brother debtor  87-88 
Sweet nightingale, best poet of the grove  88   
No more I'll court the town bred fair  88-89 
When one's drunk not a girl but looks pretty  89-90 
Roving about, good fellows to meet  90-91 
Bright Phoebus has mounted the chariot of day  91-92 
Ye youths, wheresoever ye wander so free  92-93 
Chloe, by that borrow'd kiss  93-94 
Such a Tom-boy before I had enter'd my teens  94-95 
Of Columbias boast the praise be mine [sic]  95-96 
Go patter to lubbers and swabs, d' ye see  97-98  12 
I that once was a ploughman, a sailor am now  99-100 
Behold this fair goblet--'twas carv'd from the tree  101-102 
Dear Tom this brown jug, which foams with mild ale  103 
Say, have you seen my Arabell?  103-104 
As musing I rang'd in the meads all alone  104-105 
When up to London first I came  105-106 
On that lone bank where Lubin died  106 
Sails unfurl'd, the ship unmoor'd, The  107 
Adieu, ye streams that smoothly flow  107-108 
Eve her silver vestment wore, The  109 
Alas!, they've torn my love away  110 
There was once, it was said, when, is out of my head  111-114  18 
Tuneful lavrocks cheer the grove, The  114 
Gallants attend, and hear a friend  115-118  22 
At the sound of the horn  118-119 
Go tuneful bird, that glads the skies  119 
When spring returning decks the groves in glittering array  120 
For Balt'more, when, with fav'ring gale  121 
Sweet rosy morning, The  121-122 
How poor is the man, tho' he wealth would possess  122 
Come, my Sylvia! come and bless  123 
I've found my fair, a true love knot  123-124 
When bending o'er the lofty yard  124-125 
Come, pretty Poll, thy tears refain  125-126 
Now Henry has left me to plough the salt sea  126-127 
Western sky was purpl'd o'er, The  127 
'Twas past meridian, half past four [sic]  126-129  12 
Cease, rude Boreas, boisterous railer  129-132  17 
Come, courage lads, and drink away  132 
O you, whose lives on land are pass'd  133 
Sweet nightingale! queen of the spray  133 
Tho' I am now a very little lad  134 
Not long ago how blithe was I!  135-136 
Return ye raptur'd hours  136 
Come each gallant lad  136-137 
Oh! think on my fate! once I freedom enjoy'd  137-138 
I'm jolly Dick the lamplighter  138-139 
My friends all declare that my time is mispent  140 
Bottle is a very good thing, A  140-141 
When the trees are all bare, not a leaf to be seen  141-142 
We soldiers drink, we soldiers sing  142-143 
Bold Jack, the sailor, here he comes [sic]  143-144 
Green were the fields where my forefathers dwelt, O  145-147 
Oh why should weak deluded man  147-148 
Brave countrymen, both great and small  148-149 
Hibernia's sSons, the patriot band  150 
Assembled in our country's cause  151-152 
In what history can you find  152-153 
Forc'd from home, and all its pleasures  153-154 
Go on, brave Prince, increase your debts  155-156 
Grand juries those time-serving knaves  157-158 
Ye vile swinish herd, in the sty of taxation  158-160 
Good people I pray you attend to me  160-161 
Gallant nation foes no more  161-162 
Arrah! Paddy, dear boy, my heart and my joy  162-164 
Sons of Bacchus lets be gay  164 
Now Hibernians bold and brave  165 
Hibernia's sons, with hearts elate  166-167 
Hail! undaunted Hibernians true offspring of light  167-168 
My name is Freedom, new come o'er  169-170 
On a brook's grassy brink, in the willow's cool shade  170-172  10 
Come, Chloe, and give me sweet kisses  172-173 
Brimful of anger---not of love  173   
When Fanny, blooming fair  174   
To make the man kind, and keep true to your bed  175-176 
Ye fam'd physicians of this place  176-177 
Brides, in all countries, have been reckon'd  177-178   
One day at her toilet, as Venus began  178-179 
That which her slender waist confin'd  179-180 
Ye belles, and ye flirts, and ye pert little things  180-181 
Bright Cynthia's power, divinely great  181 
As pensive on the Severn's side  [182] 
Beneath a weaping willow's shade [sic]  [183] 
In infancy I knew a spot  [184-185] 
Brim full of love fat Lydy sat [sic]  [185] 
Long time I've enjoy'd the soft transports of love  [186] 
Disguis'd last night, I rush'd from home  187-188 
Thomas came running to the mill  188-189   
Night her silent sable wore, The  189-191  10 
Here in the bower of beauty, newly shorn  191   
To Celia thus fond Damon said  192 
Some love to range, so fond of change  192-193 
Ye sons of Anacreon, assist me to sing  193-194 
Why, Chloe, thus squander your prime  195 
Celia! you kill me, by the lord!  195-196 
Be quiet, sir! be gone, I say!  196   
As one bright summer's sultry day  197-198 
Come, Cythera, with thy doves  198-200  10 
As Lydia on a bank reclining lay  201   
Return'd from the op'ra, as lately I sat  201   
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Ye delicate lovelies, with leave, I maintain  205-206 
Whenever, Chloe, I begin  206-207   
Lovely Lydia! lovely maid!  207-20   
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