- Title
- Preface
- No. 1. O, once I lov'd a borne lass... (I am a man unmarried — Unknown.)
- No. 2. In Tarbolton, ye ken... (Unknown.)
- No. 18. Stay, my charmer, can you leave me?.. (An gille dubh ciar dubh)
- No. 19. My heart was ance as blythe and free... (To the weaver's gin ye go)
- No. 20. How long and dreary is the night... (Gaelic Air)
- No. 21. Yon wild mossy mountains...
- No. 22. Anna, thy charms my bosom fire...
- No. 23. 'Twas even—the dewy fields were green... (Ettrick Banks Orpheus Cakdonius)
- No. 24. As I gaed up by yon gate-end...
- No. 25. How pleasant the banks of the clear winding Devon... (Bhannerach dhon na chrie)
- No. 32. Musing on the roaring ocean... (Druimionn Dubh)
- No. 34. Now Spring has clad the grove in green… (Unknown.)
- No. 40. Blythe hae I been on yon hill... (The Quaker’s Wife)
- No. 100. Behold, my love, how green the groves… (On the cold ground)
- No. 101. 'Twas na her bonie blue ee ivas my ruin... (Laddie lie near me)
- No. 104. Come, let me take thee to my breast... (Cauld Kail)
- No. 109. Where are the joys I hae met in the morning… (Saw ye my father!)
- No. 113. Now simmer blinks on flowry braes… (The Birks of Abergeldie)
- No. 129. How cruel are the parents... (John Anderson my jo)
- No. 131. Where Cart rins rowin to the sea… (The gallant weaver)
- No. 134. In simmer, when the hay was mawn... (The country lass)
- No. 135. Now rosy May comes in wi flowers… (Dainty Davie)
- No. 138. O, mirk, mirk is this midnight hour... (Lord Gregory)
- No. 146. O, were my love yon lilac fair... (Gin my love were yon red rose)
- No. 154. Thou has left me ever, Jamie... (Fee him father, fee him)
- No. 162. Jockie 's taen the parting kiss... (Bonie lass tak a man)
- No. 201. Last May a braw wooer… (The Lothian lassie)
- No. 209. First when Maggie was my care… (Whistle o'er the lave o't)
- No. 225. There's cauld kail in Aberdeen... (Cauld Kail)
- No. 292. Loud blaw the frosty breezes… (Morag)
- No. 297. Thickest night, surround my divelling... (Strathallan's lament)
- No. 314. Raving winds around her blowing... (McGrigor of Rora's lament)
- No. 321. Cauld blaws the wind frae east to west... (Up in the morning early)
- No. 323. My father was a farmer… (The Weaver and his shuttle)
- No. 331. There lived a carl in Kelly burn braes… (Kellyburn braes)
- No. 333. When Januar' wind was blawin cauld... (The lass that made the bed to me)
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Songs of Robert Burns
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| Songs of Robert Burns ~ Contents written by James C. Dick |
| From "The Songs by Robert Burns". A Study in Tone-Poetry. Published by Henry Frowde. London, Edinburgh, Glasgow, and New York 1903. Source «traditionalmusic» |