all we meet again, vol. iv., 81.

When the bee has left the blossom, vol. v., 73.

When the fair one and the dear one, vol. ii., 190.

When the glen all is still save the stream of the fountain, vol. iv., 58.

When the lark is in the air, vol. iii., 158.

When the maid of my heart, with the dark rolling eye, vol. iv., 270.

When the morning's first ray saw the mighty in arms, vol. iv., 79.

When the sheep are in the fauld, vol. i., 64.

When the star of the morning is set, vol. iv., 66.

When the sun gaes down, vol. v., 109.

When thy smile was still clouded, vol. ii., 282.

When we meet again, Lisette, vol. vi., 190.

When white was my owrelay, vol. i., 134.

When winter winds forget to blaw, vol. i., 268.

Where Manor's stream rins blithe an' clear, vol. iii., 262.

Where shall the lover rest, vol. i., 292.

Where the faded flower shall freshen, vol. vi., 230.

Where windin' Tarf, by broomy knowes, vol. iii., 67.

While beaux and belles parade the street, vol. iv., 213.

While the dawn on the mountain was misty and gray, vol. i., 303.

Why does the day whose date is brief, vol. iii., 202.

Why gaze on that pale face, vol. vi., 161.

Why is my spirit sad, vol. vi., 41.

Why tarries my love, vol. i., 68.

Wi' a hundred pipers an' a', an a', vol. i., 226.

Wifie, come hame, vol. v., 203.

Wi' heart sincere I love thee, Bell, vol. iii., 54.

Will ye gang o'er the lea rig, vol. i., 202.

Will ye go to the Highlands, my Mary, vol. iii., 66.

Will you go to the woodlands with me, with me, vol. v., 180.

Winter's cauld and cheerless blast, vol. v., 196.

With a breezy burst of singing, vol. v., 285.

With drooping heart he turn'd away, vol. vi., 218.

Within the towers of ancient Glammis, vol. ii., 88.

With laughter swimming in thine eye, vol. iii., 88.

With lofty song we love to cheer, vol. v., 23.

Would that I were where wild woods wave, vol. iv., 68.

Would you be young again? vol. i., 235.

Ye briery bields, where roses blaw, vol. ii., 231.

Ye daisied glens and briery braes, vol. iii., 208.

Ye dark, rugged rocks that recline o'er the deep, vol. i., 179.

Ye hameless glens and waving woods, vol. vi., 151.

Ye have cross'd o'er the wave from the glades where I roved, vol. vi., 195.

Ye ken whaur yon wee burnie, love, vol. v., 148.

Ye mariners of England, vol. ii., 262.

Ye mauna be proud, although ye be great, vol. v., 205.

Ye needna be courtin' at me, auld man