The little priest of Felton 189 There lives a lass in Felton town 190 The lady sat in leafy bow’r 202 The day was quite pleasant, the Fourteenth of May 212 To fertile soil and fragrant air 220 The king has written a broad letter 225 The first of March, from Cockle Park 231 The ploughman he comes home at night 237 There was five wives at Acomb 256 ’Twas on a summer’s evening 275 Thro’ Durham County fam’d of old 287 They’ve prest my dear Johnny 301 The sailors are all at the bar 306 There is not in the world’s terraqueous round 310 ’Tis said that in the good old times 319 The Antigallican’s safe arriv’d 320 U Unsullied mirth attend this feast 219 Upon the stately river Tees 265 Up the raw, ma bonny hinny 297 Up the Butcher bank 299 W Whe’s like my Johnny 5 Where hast’te been, ma’ canny hinny 9 When unprovok’d, when foreign foes 15 When Fame brought the news of Great Britain’s success 21 Whilst the dread voice of war thro’ the welkin rebellows 33 Whilst the dread voice of war thro’ our island rebellows 34 When war’s destructive rage did cease 53 When cooling zephyrs wanton play 59 Whilst bards, in strains that sweetly flow 60 Who’s he that with great Mercury strides 68 We march’d from the camps with our hearts full of woe 85 What pleasure oft ’tis to reveal 88 When Royal Ge--e on new year’s day 94 When we were silly sisters seven, sisters we were so fair 147 Wold you please to hear of a sang of dule 166 When Britannia her sons calls to aid her in arms 290 While visiting this dark abode 292 We’ll all away to the Lowlights 306 Whence those _cries_, my soul that harrow 312 Y Ye sons of Parnassus, whose brains are inspir’d 67 Yt fell abowght the Lamasse tyde 107