The Modern Scottish Minstrel Volume Vi Part 45

Oh, what are the chains of love made of, vol. iv., 136.

Oh, what care I where Love was born, vol. v., 11.

Oh! what is in this flaunting town, vol. vi., 203.

Oh, when shall I visit the land of my birth, vol. i., 254.

Oh, where are the pretty men of yore, vol. v., 129.

 

Oh, where has the exile his home, vol. iv., 250.

Oh, where snared ye that bonnie, bonnie bird, vol. v., 14.

Oh, where, tell me where is your Highland laddie gone, vol. i., 104.

Oh! why left I my hame, vol. iii., 264.

O! why should old age so much wound us, vol. i., 20.

Oh! will ye go to yon burn-side, vol. iii., 68.

Oh! will ye walk the wood wi' me, vol. iv., 273.

Oh! would I were throned on yon glossy golden cloud, vol. iv., 139.

Oh! would that the wind that is sweeping now, vol. iv., 180.

Oh! years hae come an' years hae gane, vol. iv., 193.

Oh, yes, there 's a valley as calm and as sweet, vol. iv., 255.

O ye tears! O ye tears! that have long refused to flow, vol. vi., 18.

Oh, young Lochinvar is come out of the West, vol. i., 290.

Peace be upon their banners, vol. v., 224.

Phoebus, wi' gowden crest, leaves ocean's heaving breast, vol. v., 51.

Preserve us a' what shall we do, vol. ii., 99.

Put off, put off, and row with speed, vol. ii., 179.

Quoth Rab to Kate, My sonsy clear, vol. ii., 94.

Raise high the battle-song, vol. iii., 131.

Red gleams the sun on yon hill tap, vol. i., 55.

Reft the charm of the social sh.e.l.l, vol. iii., 276.

Removed from vain fas.h.i.+on, vol. iv., 80.

Returning Spring, with gladsome ray, vol. i., 169.

Rise, little star, vol. vi., 224.

Rise, my love! the moon unclouded, vol. iv., 149.

Rise, rise, Lowland and Highlandman, vol. iv., 115.

Rise, Romans, rise at last, vol. vi., 216.

Rising o'er the heaving billow, vol. v., 29.

Robin is my ain gudeman, vol. i. 205.

Roy's wife of Aldivalloch, vol. i., 52.

Saw ye Johnnie comin', quo' she, vol. i. 145.

Saw ye my Annie, vol. iv., 121.

Saw ye nae my Peggie, vol. i., 208.

Say wilt thou, Leila, when alone, vol. vi., 40.

Scenes of woe and scenes of pleasure, vol. ii., 251.

Scotia's thistle guards the grave, vol. iv., 50.

Scotland, thy mountains, thy valleys, and fountains, vol. vi., 33.

See the moon o'er cloudless Jura, vol. iii., 196.

See the winter clouds around, vol. ii., 87.

Send a horse to the water, ye 'll no mak him drink, vol. i., 219.

Shadows of glory, the twilight is parting, vol. vi., 139.

Shall I leave thee, thou land to my infancy dear, vol. iii, 99.

She died, as die the roses, vol. vi., 256.