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INDEX TO THE POETRY,

In the alphabetical order of the first lines.

VOL. II.

Page
BY yon castle wa' at the close of the day, 199
Clarinda, mistress of my soul,

286
Dear Burns, thou brother of my heart, 145
Fair fa' the honest rustic swain,

136
Farewell thou fair day, thou green earth, and
ye skies,

214
Go fetch me a pint of wine,

106
How does my dear friend, much I languish
to hear,

176
How wisdom and folly meet, mix, and unite, 125
I look to the west when I gae to rest,

199
Inhuman man! curse on thy barb'rous art, 128
In vain would prudence, with decorous sneer,

303
Life ne'er exulted in so rich a prize,

180
Like the fair plant that froin our touch with-
draws,

119
My Mary, dear departed shade!

152
No sculptur'd marble here, nor pompous lay, 35
No song nor danice I bring from yon great city, 158
Of all the numerous ills that hurt our peace, 7
O that I had ne'er been married,

251
O that my father had ne'er on me smil'd, 162
O thou, whom poesy abhors,

270
O! why should old age so much wound us? 0, 77
Some sing of sweet Molly, some sing of fair
Nelly,

76
Still anxious to secure your partial favor, 252
Talk not of love, it gives me pain,

278
The parent's heart that nestled fond in thee, 18%

Page
The small birds rejoice in the green leaves
returning,

73
Thou whom chance may hither lead,

87
"Tis this, my friend, that streaks our morning
bright,

145
When Nature her great masterpiece design'd, 95
While Europe's eye is fix'd on mighty things, 233
While soon

" the garden's flaunting flowers"
decay,

28
Wow, but your letter made me vauntie! 146
Your thought, if love must harbour there, 279

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