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i Blow thy Horn, Hunter
. ii Pastime with Good Company
, in Ah! the Syghes that come fro' my Heart
iv It was a Maid of my Country
v The Hunt is up
vi We be Soldiers three
vn Who's the Fool now
vin We be three poor Mariners
ix The Frog would a-wooing ride
x Goodmorrow, 'tis St. Valentine's Day
XI Sir Simon de Montfort
xn Now, O now I needs must part
xiii A poor Beggar's Daughter
xiv Come, live with me
xv When that I was a little tiny Boy
xvi Phillida flouts me
xvi I lothe that I did love
xvin The Spanish Lady
xix Jog on, jog on
xx O Mistress mine
xxi In the merry Month of May
xxil And will he not come again
xxm It was a Lover and his Lass
xxiv How should I your true Love know
xxv The Hunter in his Career
xxvi Cold's the Wind and wet's the Rain
xxvii Harvest Home
xxvin You Gentlemen of England
xxix Love will find out the way
xxx Since first I saw your Face
xxxi A North-Country Lass
xxxi i I sow'd the Seeds of Love
xxxin Barbara Allen
xxxiv To all you Ladies
xxxv Drink to me only with thine Eyes
xxxvi The British Grenadiers
xxxvn How happy could I be with either
xxxvui Dulce Domum |
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