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Charlie 's comin' o'er the sea, vol. vi., 160.
Chaunt me no more thy roundelay, vol. ii., 174.
Cheer, boys, cheer! no more of idle sorrow, vol. vi., 20.
Clan Lachlan's tuneful mavis, I sing on the branches early, vol. iv., 282.
Close by the marge of Leman's Lake, vol. vi., 177.
Come all ye jolly shepherds, vol. ii., 55.
Come awa', come awa', vol. iii., 109.
Come awa', hie awa', vol. ii., 171.
Come back, come back, thou youthful time, vol. vi., 17.
Come gie us a sang, Montgomery cried, vol. i., 11.
Come, maid, upon yon mountain brow, vol. iii., 19.
Come, memory, paint, though far away, vol. vi., 52.
Come o'er the stream, Charlie, vol. ii., 59.
Come see my scarlet rose-bush, vol. vi., 37.
Come sit down, my cronie, an' gie me your crack, vol. ii., 306.
Come under my plaidie, the night's gaun to fa', vol. i., 89.
Come when the dawn of the morning is breaking, vol. v., 15.
Confide ye aye in Providence, for Providence is kind, vol. v., 202.
Could we but look beyond our sphere, vol. iii., 199.
Creep awa', my bairnie, creep afore ye gang, vol. v., 205.
Culloden, on thy swarthy brow, vol. iii., 46.
Dark lowers the night o'er the wide stormy main, vol. i., 179.
Dear aunty, I've been lang your care, vol. ii., 95.
Dear aunty, what think ye o' auld Johnny Graham, vol. v., 107.
Dearest love believe me, vol. iii., 110.
Dear to my heart as life's warm stream, vol. i., 44.
Does grief appeal to you, ye leal, vol. ii., 341.
Down by a crystal stream, vol. vi., 207.
Down in the valley lone, vol. v., 181.
Down whar the burnie rins whimplin' and cheery, vol. v., 25.
Do you know what the birds are singing? vol. vi., 134.
Each whirl of the wheel, vol. v., 61.
Easy is my pillow press'd, vol. ii., 349.
Eliza fair, the mirth of May, vol. v., 138.
Eliza was a bonnie la.s.s, and, oh! she lo'ed me weel, vol. iv., 187.
Ere eild wi' his blatters had warsled me doun, vol. ii., 246.
Ere foreign fas.h.i.+ons crossed the Tweed, vol. iii., 189.
Exiled far from scenes of pleasure, vol. ii., 165.
Eye of the brain and heart, vol. v., 133.
Fain wad I, fain wad I hae the b.l.o.o.d.y wars to cease, vol. i., 269.
Fair are the fleecy flocks that feed, vol. ii., 128.
Fair as a star of light, vol. vi., 179.
Fair Ellen, here again I stand, vol. v., 141.
Fair modest flower of matchless worth, vol. i., 157.
Fair Scotland, dear as life to me, vol. v., 137.
Fare-thee-weel, for I must leave thee, vol. iii., 263.
Fare-thee-weel, my bonnie la.s.sie, vol. iii., 225.
Fareweel, O! fareweel, vol. i., 238.
Fareweel to ilk hill whar the red heather grows, vol. v., 91.
