A Chieftain to the Highlands bound..
Adieu, farewell, earth's bliss..
Ae fond kiss, and then we sever.
After that Harvest gathered had
sheavės..
A good sword and a trusty hand!.
"Ah! County Guy, the hour is nigh"
Ah fading joy! how quickly art thou past! 280
Ah! Freedom is a noble thing.
55
Ah! gentle Shepherd! thine the lot to tend 359
Ah me! full sorely is my heart forlorn.... 371
Ah! my Lord, leave me not..
Ah! Sun flower! weary of time.
Ah, what avails the sceptered race..
Ah, what can ail thee, wretched wight..
Ah! who can tell how hard it is to climb..
Alas! for Peter, not a helping hand...... 454
Allan-a-Dale has no faggots for burning.. 500
All human things are subject to decay... 275
All in the Downs the fleet was moored.... 310
All joys are there in that countrie...