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There's cauld kail in Aber-
deen, .... 170
There's fouth of braw Jockies
and Jennies, . . 462
There's news, lasses, news, 609
There's nought but care on
every hand, . . 78
There's three gude-fellows, 454
There was a battle in the
north, . . .375
There was a bonie lass, . 606
There was an auld wife had a
wee pickle tow, . . 430
There was anee a may, . 126
There was a jolly beggar, 274
There was a lass, they ca'd her
Meg, . . . .156
There was a noble lady, . 582
There was a silly shepherd
swain, . . . 4S0
There was a wee bit wiifikie, 506
There was a wife wonn'd in
Cockpen, . . . 358
The shepherd Adonis, . 167
The shepherd's wife cries o'er
tbeknowe, . . . 372
The silver moon's enamour'd
beams, ... 36
The smiling morn, the breath-
ing spring, ... 73
The smiling plains profusely
gay, . ._ . .213
The smiling spring comes in
rejoicing, . . .401
The spring time returns, . 246
The sun in the west, . 537
The tailor fell thro' the bed,
thimble ana', . . 221
The tears I shed must ever
fall, .... 350
The Thames flows proudly, 305
The tither morn when I for-
lorn, .... 355
The weary pund, the weary
pund, .... 362
The widow can bake, . 130
The winter it is past, . 208
The wren scho lyes in care's
bed, . . . _ . 497
The yellow hair'd laddie sat
on yon burn brae, . 128
They say that Jocky '11 speed
weelo't, . . .278
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Thickest night, surround my
dwelling, . . . 138
Tho' cruel fate should bid us
part, .... 122
Tho' for seven years and
mair, . . . 522
Thou art gane awa, thou art
gane awa, . . . 348
Thou ling'ring star, with
less'ning ray, . . 288
Though distant far from
Jessy's charms, . 72
Tho' women's minds like win-
ter winds, . . . 300
Thy cheek is 0' the rose's hue, 548
Thy praise I'll ever celebrate, 274
Tibbie Fowler o' the glen, 452
Tibbie, I hae seen the day, 203
'Tis nae very lang sinsyne, 569
To fly like bird from grove to
grove, ... 25
To me what are riches en-
cumber'd with care, . 174
Twa bonie lads were Sandy
and Jockey, . . 292
'Twas at the hour of dark
midnight, . . .214
'Twas at the shining midday
hour, . . . _ 334
'Twas at the silent solemn
hour, .... 534
'Twas in that season of the
year, .... 9
'Twas on a Monday morning, 440
'Twas past ane o'clock in a
cold frosty morning, . 236
'Twas summer and softly the
breezes, . . . 332
'Twas within a mile of Edin-
burgh town, . . 49
Tune your fiddles, tune them
sweetly, . . .208
Turn again, thou fair Eliza, 378
U.
Ullin, Carril and Ryno, . 265
Up amang yon cliffy rocks, 40
Up and warn a' Willie, . 195
Up wi' the carls of Dysart, 405
W.
Wae is my heart, and the
tear's in my e'e, . . 490

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