| Auld Lang Syne | 1788 | Song | – | Should auld acquaintance be forgot, |
| To a Mouse | 1785 | Poem | – | Wee, sleekit, cow’rin, tim’rous beastie, |
| Tam o’ Shanter | 1790 | Poem | – | When chapman billies leave the street, |
| A Red, Red Rose | 1794 | Song | – | O my Luve’s like a red, red rose, |
| Address to a Haggis | 1786 | Poem | – | Fair fa’ your honest, sonsie face, |
| The Selkirk Grace
attributed
| 1794 | Poem | – | Some hae meat and canna eat, |
| A Man’s a Man for a’ That | 1795 | Song | For a’ that | Is there for honest Poverty |
| Robert Bruce’s March to Bannockburn | 1793 | Song | – | Scots, wha hae wi’ Wallace bled, |
| Ae Fond Kiss, and Then We Sever | 1791 | Song | Rory Dall’s Port | Ae fond kiss, and then we sever; |
| To a Louse | 1786 | Poem | – | Ha! whaur ye gaun, ye crowlin ferlie? |
| Holy Willie’s Prayer | 1785 | Poem | – | O Thou, who in the heavens does dwell, |
| John Anderson, My Jo | 1789 | Song | – | John Anderson, my jo, John, |
| The Cotter’s Saturday Night | 1785 | Poem | – | My lov’d, my honour’d, much respected friend! |
| My Heart’s in the Highlands | 1789 | Song | Failte na Miosg | Farewell to the Highlands, farewell to the North, |
| To a Mountain Daisy | 1786 | Poem | – | Wee, modest crimson-tipped flow’r, |
| The Banks o’ Doon Third version
| 1791 | Song | – | Ye banks and braes o’ bonie Doon, |
| Sweet Afton | 1791 | Song | – | Flow gently, sweet Afton! amang thy green braes, |
| Halloween | 1785 | Poem | – | Upon that night, when fairies light |
| Address to the Deil | 1785 | Poem | – | O Thou! whatever title suit thee— |
| Ca’ the Yowes to the Knowes | 1789 | Song | – | Chorus.—Ca’ the yowes to the knowes, |
| Green Grow the Rashes | 1783 | Song | – | Chor.—Green grow the rashes, O; |
| Comin’ Thro’ the Rye
attributed
| 1795 | Song | Comin Thro’ the Rye | O, Jenny’s a’ weet, poor body, |
| John Barleycorn: A Ballad | 1782 | Poem | – | There was three kings into the east, |
| The Holy Fair | 1785 | Poem | – | Upon a simmer Sunday morn |
| Death and Doctor Hornbook | 1785 | Poem | – | Some books are lies frae end to end, |
| The Jolly Beggars: A Cantata | 1785 | Song | Soldier’s Joy | Recitativo |
| The Twa Dogs | 1786 | Poem | – | ’Twas in that place o’ Scotland’s isle, |
| Rantin’, Rovin’ Robin | 1785 | Song | Daintie Davie | There was a lad was born in Kyle, |
| My Bonie Mary | 1788 | Song | – | Go, fetch to me a pint o’ wine, |
| Of a’ the Airts the Wind Can Blaw | 1788 | Song | Miss Admiral Gordon’s Strathspey | Of a’ the airts the wind can blaw, |
| Willie Brew’d a Peck o’ Maut | 1789 | Song | – | O Willie brew’d a peck o’ maut, |
| Duncan Gray | 1792 | Song | – | Duncan Gray cam’ here to woo, |
| A Bard’s Epitaph | 1786 | Poem | – | Is there a whim-inspired fool, |
| Highland Mary | 1792 | Song | Katherine Ogie | Ye banks, and braes, and streams around |
| Tam Glen | 1789 | Song | – | My heart is a-breaking, dear Tittie, |
| Such a Parcel of Rogues in a Nation | 1791 | Song | – | Fareweel to a’ our Scottish fame, |
| Epistle to J. Lapraik, an Old Scottish Bard | 1785 | Poem | – | While briers an’ woodbines budding green, |
| Mary Morison | 1780 | Song | Bide ye yet | O Mary, at thy window be, |
| The Auld Farmer’s New-Year-Morning Salutation to His Auld Mare, Maggie | 1786 | Poem | – | A Guid New-year I wish thee, Maggie! |
| Epistle to a Young Friend | 1786 | Poem | – | I Lang hae thought, my youthfu’ friend, |
| The Whistle | 1789 | Poem | – | I sing of a Whistle, a Whistle of worth, |
| O Wert Thou in the Cauld Blast | 1796 | Song | – | O wert thou in the cauld blast, |
| Adam Armour’s Prayer | 1785 | Poem | – | Gude pity me, because I’m little! |
| Address | 1793 | Poem | – | Still anxious to secure your partial favour, |
| Address of Beelzebub | 1786 | Poem | – | Long life, my Lord, an’ health be yours, |
| Address to Edinburgh | 1786 | Poem | – | Edina! Scotia’s darling seat! |
| Address to the Shade of Thomson | 1791 | Poem | – | While virgin Spring by Eden’s flood, |
| Address to the Toothache | 1786 | Poem | – | My curse upon your venom’d stang, |
| Address to the Unco Guid, or the Rigidly Righteous | 1786 | Poem | – | My Son, these maxims make a rule, |
| Address to the Woodlark | 1795 | Song | Loch Erroch Side | O stay, sweet warbling woodlark, stay, |
| Address to Wm. Tytler, Esq., of Woodhouselee | 1787 | Poem | – | Revered defender of beauteous Stuart, |
| Altho’ He Has Left Me | 1791 | Poem | – | Altho’ he has left me for greed o’ the siller, |
| Anna, Thy Charms | 1788 | Song | – | Anna, thy charms my bosom fire, |
| Another | 1784 | Poem | – | One Queen Artemisia, as old stories tell, |
| Apology for Declining an Invitation to Dine | 1795 | Poem | – | No more of your guests, be they titled or not, |
| Auld Rob Morris | 1792 | Poem | – | There’s Auld Rob Morris that wons in yon glen, |
| The Author’s Earnest Cry and Prayer | 1786 | Poem | – | To the Right Honourable and Honourable Scotch |
| Awa’ Whigs, Awa’ | 1789 | Poem | – | Chorus.—Awa’ Whigs, awa’! |
| Ballad on the American War | 1784 | Song | Killiecrankie | When Guilford good our pilot stood |
| Ballads on Mr. Heron’s Election, 1795 | 1795 | Song | Fy, let us a’ to the Bridal | Whom will you send to London town, |
| The Banks o’ Doon First version
| 1791 | Song | – | Sweet are the banks—the banks o’ Doon, |
| The Banks o’ Doon Second version
| 1791 | Song | – | Ye flowery banks o’ bonie Doon, |
| The Banks of Nith | 1789 | Poem | – | The Thames flows proudly to the sea, |
| The Banks of the Devon | 1787 | Song | Bhanarach dhonn a’ chruidh | How pleasant the banks of the clear winding Devon, |
| Bannocks o’ Bear Meal | 1794 | Poem | – | Chorus—Bannocks o’ bear meal, |
| The Bard at Inverary | 1787 | Poem | – | Whoe’er he be that sojourns here, |
| The Battle of Sherramuir | 1789 | Song | The Cameronian Rant | “O cam ye here the fight to shun, |
| Behold the Hour, the Boat Arrive | 1793 | Poem | – | Behold the hour, the boat arrive; |
| Behold the Hour, the Boat, Arrive | 1791 | Poem | – | Behold the hour, the boat, arrive! |
| Behold, My Love, How Green the Groves | 1794 | Song | My lodging is on the cold ground | Behold, my love, how green the groves, |
| The Belles of Mauchline | 1784 | Poem | – | In Mauchline there dwells six proper young belles, |
| Bessy and Her Spinnin’ Wheel | 1792 | Poem | – | O Leeze me on my spinnin’ wheel, |
| Beware o’ Bonie Ann | 1789 | Poem | – | Ye gallants bright, I rede you right, |
| The Birks of Aberfeldy | 1787 | Song | The Birks of Abergeldie | Chorus.—Bonie lassie, will ye go, |
| Birthday Ode for 31st December, 1787 | 1787 | Poem | – | Afar the illustrious Exile roams, |
| Blythe Hae I been on Yon Hill | 1793 | Song | The Quaker’s Wife | Blythe hae I been on yon hill, |
| Blythe Was She | 1787 | Song | Andro and his Cutty Gun | Chorus.—Blythe, blythe and merry was she, |
| Bonie Dundee | 1787 | Song | – | My blessin’s upon thy sweet wee lippie! |
| Bonie Jean | 1793 | Poem | – | There was a lass, and she was fair, |
| The Bonie Lad That’s Far Awa | 1788 | Poem | – | O how can I be blythe and glad, |
| The Bonie Lass of Albany | 1787 | Song | Mary’s Dream | My heart is wae, and unco wae, |
| The Bonie Moor-Hen | 1787 | Poem | – | The heather was blooming, the meadows were mawn, |
| Bonie Peg-a-Ramsay | 1795 | Poem | – | Cauld is the e’enin blast, |
| Bonie Peggy Alison | 1780 | Song | The Braes o’ Balquhidder | Chor.—And I’ll kiss thee yet, yet, |
| The Book-Worms | 1787 | Poem | – | Through and through th’ inspir’d leaves, |
| A Bottle and Friend | 1787 | Song | – | There’s nane that’s blest of human kind, |
| The Braes o’ Killiecrankie | 1789 | Poem | – | Where hae ye been sae braw, lad? |
| Braving Angry Winter’s Storms | 1787 | Song | Neil Gow’s Lament for Abercairny | Where, braving angry winter’s storms, |
| Braw Lads o’ Galla Water | 1793 | Poem | – | Braw, braw lads on Yarrow-braes, |
| The Braw Wooer | 1795 | Song | The Lothian Lassie | Last May, a braw wooer cam doun the lang glen, |
| The Brigs of Ayr | 1786 | Poem | – | The simple Bard, rough at the rustic plough, |
| Burlesque Lament for the Absence of William Creech, Publisher | 1787 | Poem | – | Auld chuckie Reekie’s sair distrest, |
| By Allan Stream | 1793 | Song | – | By Allan stream I chanc’d to rove, |
| Ca’ the Yowes to the Knowes Second version
| 1794 | Song | – | Chorus.—Ca’the yowes to the knowes, |
| Caledonia | 1789 | Song | Caledonian Hunts’ Delight” of Mr. Gow | There was once a day, but old Time wasythen young, |
| The Calf | 1786 | Poem | – | Right, sir! your text I’ll prove it true, |
| Canst Thou Leave Me Thus, My Katie | 1794 | Song | Roy’s Wife | Chorus—Canst thou leave me thus, my Katie? |
| The Captain’s Lady | 1789 | Poem | – | Chorus.—O mount and go, mount and make you ready, |
| The Captive Ribband | 1789 | Song | Robaidh dona gorach | Dear Myra, the captive ribband’s mine, |
| The Cardin O’t, the Spinnin O’t | 1795 | Poem | – | I coft a stane o’ haslock woo’, |
| Carle, an the King Come | 1789 | Poem | – | Chorus.—Carle, an the King come, |
| Castle Gordon | 1787 | Poem | – | Streams that glide in orient plains, |
| Charlie, He’s My Darling | 1794 | Poem | – | ’Twas on a Monday morning, |
| The Charming Month of May | 1794 | Song | Daintie Davie | It was the charming month of May, |
| The Charms of Lovely Davies | 1791 | Song | Miss Muir | O how shall I, unskilfu’, try |
| The Chevalier’s Lament | 1788 | Poem | – | The small birds rejoice in the green leaves returning, |
| Clarinda, Mistress of My Soul | 1788 | Poem | – | Clarinda, mistres of my soul, |
| Come, Let Me Take Thee to My Breast | 1793 | Poem | – | Come, let me take thee to my breast, |
| Complimentary Epigram on Maria Riddell | 1793 | Poem | – | “Praise Woman still,” his lordship roars, |
| Complimentary Versicles to Jessie Lewars | 1796 | Poem | – | Talk not to me of savages, |
| Contented Wi’ Little and Cantie Wi’ Mair | 1794 | Song | Lumps o’ Puddin’ | Contented wi’ little, and cantie wi’ mair, |
| The Cooper o’ Cuddy | 1795 | Song | Bab at the bowster | Chorus—We’ll hide the Cooper behint the door, |
| The Country Lass | 1792 | Poem | – | In simmer, when the hay was mawn, |
| Craigieburn Wood | 1791 | Poem | – | Sweet closes the ev’ning on Craigieburn Wood, |
| Craigieburn Wood | 1795 | Poem | – | Sweet fa’s the eve on Craigieburn, |
| Crowdie Ever Mair | 1795 | Poem | – | O that I had ne’er been married, |
| Dainty Davie | 1793 | Poem | – | Now rosy May comes in wi’ flowers, |
| Damon and Sylvia | 1791 | Song | The Tither Morn | Yon wandering rill that marks the hill, |
| The Day Returns | 1788 | Song | Seventh of November | The day returns, my bosom burns, |
| The Dean of Faculty | 1796 | Song | The Dragon of Wantley | Dire was the hate at old Harlaw, |
| The Death and Dying Words of Poor Mailie, the Author’s Only Pet Yowe | 1783 | Poem | – | As Mailie, an’ her lambs thegither, |
| A Dedication | 1786 | Poem | – | Expect na, sir, in this narration, |
| The Deil’s Awa Wi’ the Exciseman | 1792 | Poem | – | The deil cam fiddlin’ thro’ the town, |
| Delia, an Ode | 1789 | Poem | – | Fair the face of orient day, |
| Deluded Swain, the Pleasure | 1793 | Song | The Collier’s Dochter | Deluded swain, the pleasure |
| Despondency: An Ode | 1786 | Poem | – | Oppress’d with grief, oppress’d with care, |
| The Deuks Dang O’er My Daddie | 1792 | Poem | – | The bairns gat out wi’ an unco shout, |
| Divine Service in the Kirk of Lamington | 1791 | Poem | – | As cauld a wind as ever blew, |
| Does Haughty Gaul Invasion Threat? | 1795 | Song | Push about the Jorum | Does haughty Gaul invasion threat? |
| Down the Burn, Davie | 1793 | Poem | – | As down the burn they took their way, |
| A Dream | 1786 | Poem | – | Thoughts, words, and deeds, the Statute blames with reason; |
| Duncan Davison | 1788 | Poem | – | There was a lass, they ca’d her Meg, |
| Election Ballad | 1790 | Poem | – | Fintry, my stay in wordly strife, |
| Election Ballad for Westerha’ | 1789 | Song | Up and waur them a’, Willie | The Laddies by the banks o’ Nith |
| Elegy on Captain Matthew Henderson | 1790 | Poem | – | O Death! thou tyrant fell and bloody! |
| Elegy on “Stella” | 1787 | Poem | – | Strait is the spot and green the sod |
| Elegy on the Death of Robert Ruisseaux | 1785 | Poem | – | Now Robin lies in his last lair, |
| Elegy on the Death of Sir James Hunter Blair | 1787 | Poem | – | The lamp of day, with—ill presaging glare, |
| Elegy on the Late Miss Burnet of Monboddo | 1790 | Poem | – | Life ne’er exulted in so rich a prize, |
| Elegy on the Year 1788 | 1788 | Poem | – | For lords or kings I dinna mourn, |
| Elegy on Willie Nicol’s Mare | 1790 | Poem | – | Peg Nicholson was a good bay mare, |
| Epigram at Brownhill Inn | 1791 | Poem | – | At Brownhill we always get dainty good cheer, |
| Epigram at Roslin Inn | 1787 | Poem | – | My blessings on ye, honest wife! |
| Epigram on a Country Laird, not quite so wise as Solomon | 1794 | Poem | – | Bless Jesus Christ, O Cardonessp, |
| Epigram on Francis Grose the Antiquary | 1789 | Poem | – | The Devil got notice that Grose was a-dying |
| Epigram on Miss Davies | 1791 | Poem | – | Ask why God made the gem so small? |
| Epigram on Mr. James Gracie | 1795 | Poem | – | Gracie, thou art a man of worth, |
| Epigram on Parting with a Kind Host in the Highlands | 1787 | Poem | – | When Death’s dark stream I ferry o’er, |
| Epigram on Rough Roads | 1786 | Poem | – | I’m now arrived—thanks to the gods!— |
| Epigram on Seeing Miss Fontenelle in a Favourite Character | 1792 | Poem | – | Sweet naivete of feature, |
| Epigram on the Laird of Laggan | 1793 | Poem | – | When Morine, deceas’d, to the Devil went down, |
| Epigram on the Said Occasion | 1784 | Poem | – | O Death, had’st thou but spar’d his life, |
| Epigram to Miss Ainslie in Church | 1787 | Poem | – | Fair maid, you need not take the hint, |
| Epigram to Miss Jean Scott | 1787 | Poem | – | O had each Scot of ancient times |
| Epigrams Against the Earl of Galloway | 1793 | Poem | – | What dost thou in that mansion fair? |
| Epistle from Esopus to Maria | 1794 | Poem | – | From those drear solitudes and frowsy cells, |
| Epistle to Colonel De Peyster | 1796 | Poem | – | My honor’d Colonel, deep I feel |
| Epistle to Davie, a Brother Poet | 1785 | Poem | – | While winds frae aff Ben-Lomond blaw, |
| Epistle to Dr. Blacklock | 1789 | Poem | – | Wow, but your letter made me vauntie! |
| Epistle to Hugh Parker | 1788 | Poem | – | In this strange land, this uncouth clime, |
| Epistle to James Smith | 1786 | Poem | – | Dear Smith, the slee’st, pawkie thief, |
| Epistle to James Tennant of Glenconner | 1789 | Poem | – | Auld comrade dear, and brither sinner, |
| Epistle to John Goldie, in Kilmarnock | 1785 | Poem | – | O Gowdie, terror o’ the whigs, |
| Epistle to John Maxwell, ESQ., of Terraughty | 1791 | Poem | – | Health to the Maxwell’s veteran Chief! |
| Epistle to John Rankine | 1784 | Poem | – | O Rough, rude, ready-witted Rankine, |
| Epistle to Major Logan | 1786 | Poem | – | Hail, thairm-inspirin’, rattlin’ Willie! |
| Epistle to Mrs. Scott | 1787 | Poem | – | Gudewife, |
| Epistle to Robert Graham, Esq., of Fintry | 1788 | Poem | – | When Nature her great master-piece design’d, |
| Epistle to the Rev. John M’math | 1785 | Poem | – | Inclosing A Copy Of “Holy Willie’s Prayer,” |
| Epistle to William Simson | 1785 | Poem | – | I gat your letter, winsome Willie; |
| The Epitaph | 1786 | Poem | – | Tam Samson’s weel-worn clay here lies |
| The Epitaph | 1790 | Poem | – | Stop, passenger! my story’s brief, |
| The Epitaph | 1794 | Poem | – | Here lies, now a prey to insulting neglect, |
| Epitaph for James Smith | 1785 | Poem | – | Lament him, Mauchline husbands a’, |
| Epitaph for Mr. Gabriel Richardson | 1795 | Poem | – | Here Brewer Gabriel’s fire’s extinct, |
| Epitaph for Mr. W. Cruikshank | 1787 | Poem | – | Honest Will to Heaven’s away |
| Epitaph for Mr. Walter Riddell | 1794 | Poem | – | Sic a reptile was Wat, sic a miscreant slave, |
| Epitaph for Mr. William Michie | 1787 | Poem | – | Here lie Willie Michie’s banes; |
| Epitaph for William Nicol, of the High School, Edinburgh | 1787 | Poem | – | Ye maggots, feed on Nicol’s brain, |
| Epitaph on a Henpecked Country Squire | 1784 | Poem | – | As father Adam first was fool’d, |
| Epitaph on a Lap-Dog | 1793 | Poem | – | In wood and wild, ye warbling throng, |
| Epitaph on a Noisy Polemic | 1784 | Poem | – | Below thir stanes lie Jamie’s banes; |
| Epitaph on a Noted Coxcomb | 1794 | Poem | – | Light lay the earth on Billy’s breast, |
| Epitaph on Holy Willie | 1785 | Poem | – | Here Holy Willie’s sair worn clay |
| Epitaph on James Grieve, Laird of Boghead, Tarbolton | 1784 | Poem | – | Here lies Boghead amang the dead |
| Epitaph on John Dove, Innkeeper | 1785 | Poem | – | Here lies Johnie Pigeon; |
| Epitaph on John Rankine | 1784 | Poem | – | Ae day, as Death, that gruesome carl, |
| Epitaph on My Ever Honoured Father | 1784 | Poem | – | O ye whose cheek the tear of pity stains, |
| Epitaph on My Own Friend and My Father’s Friend, Wm. Muir in Tarbolton Mill | 1784 | Poem | – | An honest man here lies at rest |
| Epitaph on “Wee Johnie” | 1786 | Poem | – | Whoe’er thou art, O reader, know |
| Epitaph on Wm. Hood, Senr., in Tarbolton | 1784 | Poem | – | Here Souter Hood in death does sleep; |
| Esteem for Chloris | 1794 | Poem | – | As, Chloris, since it may not be, |
| Extemporaneous Effusion | 1789 | Poem | – | Searching auld wives’ barrels, |
| Extempore in the Court of Session | 1787 | Song | Killiercrankie | He clenched his pamphlet in his fist, |
| Extempore on Some Commemorations of Thomson | 1792 | Poem | – | Dost thou not rise, indignant shade, |
| Extempore Reply to an Invitation | 1793 | Poem | – | The King’s most humble servant, I |
| Fairest Maid on Devon Banks | 1796 | Song | Rothiemurchie | Chorus—Fairest maid on Devon banks, |
| The Fall of the Leaf | 1788 | Poem | – | The lazy mist hangs from the brow of the hill, |
| The Farewell | 1786 | Poem | – | The valiant, in himself, what can he suffer? |
| Farewell Song to the Banks of Ayr | 1786 | Song | Roslin Castle | The gloomy night is gath’ring fast, |
| Farewell Thou Stream | 1794 | Poem | – | Farewell, thou stream that winding flows |
| Farewell to Ballochmyle | 1785 | Song | Miss Forbe’s farewell to Banff | The Catrine woods were yellow seen, |
| Farewell to Eliza | 1786 | Song | Gilderoy | From thee, Eliza, I must go, |
| The Farewell to the Brethren of St. James’ Lodge, Tarbolton | 1786 | Song | Guidnight, and joy be wi’ you a’ | Adieu! a heart-warm fond adieu; |
| The Fete Champetre | 1788 | Song | Killiecrankie | O Wha will to Saint Stephen’s House, |
| Fickle Fortune: A Fragment | 1782 | Poem | – | Though fickle Fortune has deceived me, |
| A Fiddler in the North | 1794 | Song | The King o’ France he rade a race | Amang the trees, where humming bees, |
| The First Six Verses of the Ninetieth Psalm Versified | 1781 | Poem | – | O Thou, the first, the greatest friend |
| The Five Carlins | 1789 | Song | Chevy Chase | There was five Carlins in the South, |
| The Flowery Banks of Cree | 1794 | Poem | – | Here is the glen, and here the bower |
| For a’ That | 1785 | Song | For a’ that | For a’ that, an’ a’ that, |
| For the Sake o’ Somebody | 1794 | Poem | – | My heart is sair—I dare na tell, |
| Forlorn, My Love, No Comfort Near | 1795 | Poem | – | Forlorn, my Love, no comfort near, |
| Frae the Friends and Land I Love | 1791 | Song | Carron Side | Frae the friends and land I love, |
| Fragment of Song | 1786 | Poem | – | The night was still, and o’er the hill |
| Fragment of Song | 1792 | Poem | – | No cold approach, no altered mien, |
| Fragment on Sensibility | 1786 | Poem | – | Rusticity’s ungainly form |
| The Gallant Weaver | 1791 | Poem | – | Where Cart rins rowin’ to the sea, |
| The Gard’ner Wi’ His Paidle | 1789 | Song | The Gardener’s March | When rosy May comes in wi’ flowers, |
| Go on, Sweet Bird, and Sooth My Care | 1788 | Poem | – | For thee is laughing Nature gay, |
| The Gowden Locks of Anna | 1790 | Poem | – | Yestreen I had a pint o’ wine, |
| A Grace After Dinner, Extempore | 1791 | Poem | – | O thou, in whom we live and move— |
| Grace After Meat | 1793 | Poem | – | Lord, we thank, and thee adore, |
| Grace Before and After Meat | 1793 | Poem | – | O Lord, when hunger pinches sore, |
| A Grace Before Dinner, Extempore | 1791 | Poem | – | O thou who kindly dost provide |
| Gude Ale Keeps the Heart Aboon | 1795 | Poem | – | Chorus—O gude ale comes and gude ale goes; |
| Gudewife, Count the Lawin | 1790 | Poem | – | Gane is the day, and mirk’s the night, |
| Had I a Cave | 1793 | Song | Robin Adair | Had I a cave on some wild distant shore, |
| Had I the Wyte? She Bade Me | 1795 | Poem | – | Had I the wyte, had I the wyte, |
| Handsome Nell | 1770s | Song | I am a man unmarried | Once I lov’d a bonie lass, |
| A Health to Ane I Loe Dear | 1796 | Poem | – | Chorus—Here’s a health to ane I loe dear, |
| The Henpecked Husband | 1788 | Poem | – | Curs’d be the man, the poorest wretch in life, |
| Her Answer | 1795 | Poem | – | O tell na me o’ wind an’ rain, |
| Her Flowing Locks | 1785 | Poem | – | Her flowing locks, the raven’s wing, |
| Here’s a Health to Them That’s Awa | 1792 | Poem | – | Here’s a health to them that’s awa, |
| Here’s to Thy Health | 1780 | Song | Laggan Burn | Here’s to thy health, my bonie lass, |
| Heron Election Ballad, No. IV | 1796 | Song | Buy Broom Besoms | Wha will buy my troggin, fine election ware, |
| Hey, the Dusty Miller | 1788 | Poem | – | Hey, the dusty Miller, |
| The Highland Balou | 1794 | Poem | – | Hee balou, my sweet wee Donald, |
| Highland Harry Back Again | 1789 | Poem | – | My Harry was a gallant gay, |
| The Highland Widow’s Lament | 1794 | Poem | – | Oh I am come to the low Countrie, |
| How Cruel Are the Parents | 1795 | Song | John Anderson, my jo | How cruel are the parents |
| How Lang and Dreary Is the Night | 1794 | Poem | – | How lang and dreary is the night |
| The Humble Petition of Bruar Water | 1787 | Poem | – | My lord, I know your noble ear |
| I do Confess Thou Art Sae Fair | 1792 | Poem | – | I Do confess thou art sae fair, |
| I Dream’d I Lay | 1770s | Song | – | I dream’d I lay where flowers were springing |
| I Gaed a Waefu’ Gate Yestreen | 1789 | Poem | – | I gaed a waefu’ gate yestreen, |
| I Hae a Wife o’ My Ain | 1788 | Song | – | I Hae a wife of my ain, |
| I Hae Been at Crookieden | 1791 | Poem | – | I Hae been at Crookieden, |
| I Love My Love in Secret | 1789 | Poem | – | My Sandy gied to me a ring, |
| I Murder Hate | 1790 | Song | – | I murder hate by flood or field, |
| I Reign in Jeanie’s Bosom | 1788 | Poem | – | Louis, what reck I by thee, |
| I’ll Aye Ca’ in by Yon Town | 1795 | Poem | – | Chorus—I’ll aye ca’ in by yon town, |
| “I’ll Go and Be a Sodger” | 1782 | Poem | – | O why the deuce should I repine, |
| I’ll Meet Thee on the Lea Rig | 1792 | Poem | – | When o’er the hill the eastern star |
| I’m O’er Young to Marry yet | 1788 | Poem | – | Chorus.—I’m o’er young, I’m o’er young, |
| Impromptu Lines to Captain Riddell | 1789 | Poem | – | Your News and Review, sir. |
| Impromptu on Carron Iron Works | 1787 | Poem | – | We cam na here to view your warks, |
| Impromptu on General Dumourier’s Desertion from the French Republican Army | 1793 | Poem | – | You’re welcome to Despots, Dumourier; |
| In the Character of a Ruined Farmer | 1770s | Song | Go from my window, Love, do | The sun he is sunk in the west, |
| Inconstancy in Love | 1794 | Song | Duncan Gray | Let not Woman e’er complain |
| Inscribed on a Work of Hannah More’s | 1786 | Poem | – | Thou flatt’ring mark of friendship kind, |
| Inscription | 1795 | Poem | – | ’Tis Friendship’s pledge, my young, fair Friend, |
| Inscription at Friars’ Carse Hermitage | 1795 | Poem | – | To Riddell, much lamented man, |
| Inscription for an Altar of Independence | 1795 | Poem | – | Thou of an independent mind, |
| Inscription for the Headstone of Fergusson the Poet | 1787 | Poem | – | She mourns, sweet tuneful youth, thy hapless fate; |
| Inscription on a Goblet | 1795 | Poem | – | There’s Death in the cup, so beware! |
| Inscription to Miss Graham of Fintry | 1794 | Poem | – | Here, where the Scottish Muse immortal lives, |
| Inscription to Miss Jessy Lewars | 1796 | Poem | – | Thine be the volumes, Jessy fair, |
| The Inventory | 1786 | Poem | – | Sir, as your mandate did request, |
| It Was a’ for Our Rightfu’ King | 1794 | Poem | – | It was a’ for our rightfu’ King |
| Jamie, Come Try Me | 1789 | Poem | – | Chorus.—Jamie, come try me, |
| Jockey’s Taen the Parting Kiss | 1795 | Poem | – | Jockey’s taen the parting kiss, |
| Johnie Lad, Cock up Your Beaver | 1791 | Poem | – | When first my brave Johnie lad came to this town, |
| The Keekin’-Glass | 1791 | Poem | – | How daur ye ca’ me howlet-face, |
| Kellyburn Braes | 1792 | Poem | – | There lived a carl in Kellyburn Braes, |
| Kirk and State Excisemen | 1793 | Poem | – | Ye men of wit and wealth, why all this sneering |
| The Kirk of Scotland’s Alarm | 1789 | Song | Come rouse, Brother Sportsman! | Orthodox! orthodox, who believe in John Knox, |
| The Lad They Ca’Jumpin John | 1788 | Poem | – | Her daddie forbad, her minnie forbad |
| The Laddie’s Dear Sel’ | 1789 | Poem | – | There’s a youth in this city, it were a great pity |
| Lady Mary Ann | 1792 | Poem | – | O lady Mary Ann looks o’er the Castle wa’, |
| Lady Onlie, Honest Lucky | 1787 | Song | The Ruffian’s Rant | A’ The lads o’ Thorniebank, |
| The Lament | 1786 | Poem | – | O thou pale orb that silent shines |
| Lament for James, Earl of Glencairn | 1791 | Poem | – | The wind blew hollow frae the hills, |
| Lament of Mary, Queen of Scots, on the Approach of Spring | 1791 | Poem | – | Now Nature hangs her mantle green |
| The Lass o’ Ballochmyle | 1786 | Song | Ettrick Banks | ’Twas even—the dewy fields were green, |
| The Lass o’ Ecclefechan | 1795 | Song | Jack o’ Latin | Gat ye me, O gat ye me, |
| The Lass of Cessnock Banks | 1780 | Song | If he be a Butcher neat and trim | On Cessnock banks a lassie dwells; |
| The Lass That Made the Bed to Me | 1795 | Poem | – | When Januar’ wind was blawing cauld, |
| A Lass Wi’ a Tocher | 1796 | Song | Ballinamona Ora | Awa’ wi’ your witchcraft o’ Beauty’s alarms, |
| Lassie Wi’ the Lint-White Locks | 1794 | Song | Rothiemurchie’s Rant | Chorus.—Lassie wi’the lint-white locks, |
| The Last Time I Came O’er the Moor | 1793 | Poem | – | The last time I came o’er the moor, |
| Leezie Lindsay | 1795 | Poem | – | Will ye go to the Hielands, Leezie Lindsay, |
| The Libeller’s Self-Reproof | 1787 | Poem | – | Rash mortal, and slanderous poet, thy name |
| Lines Inscribed in a Lady’s Pocket Almanac | 1793 | Poem | – | Grant me, indulgent Heaven, that I may live, |
| Lines on Fergusson, the Poet | 1792 | Poem | – | Ill-fated genius! Heaven-taught Fergusson! |
| Lines on John M’Murdo, ESQ | 1793 | Poem | – | Blest be M’Murdo to his latest day! |
| Lines on Meeting with Lord Daer | 1786 | Poem | – | This wot ye all whom it concerns, |
| Lines on the Author’s Death | 1784 | Poem | – | Written With The Supposed View Of |
| Lines on the Commemoration of Rodney’s Victory | 1793 | Poem | – | Instead of a Song, boy’s, I’ll give you a Toast; |
| Lines on the Fall of Fyers Near Loch-Ness | 1787 | Poem | – | Among the heathy hills and ragged woods |
| Lines Sent to Sir John Whiteford, Bart | 1791 | Poem | – | Thou, who thy honour as thy God rever’st, |
| Lines sent with a Present of a Dozen of Porter | 1795 | Poem | – | O had the malt thy strength of mind, |
| Lines to a Gentleman, Who had sent the Poet a Newspaper, and offered | 1790 | Poem | – | Kind Sir, I’ve read your paper through, |
| Lines to an Old Sweetheart | 1786 | Poem | – | Once fondly lov’d, and still remember’d dear, |
| Lines to John M’Murdo, Esq. of Drumlanrig | 1789 | Poem | – | O could I give thee India’s wealth, |
| Lines to Mr. John Kennedy | 1786 | Poem | – | Farewell, dear friend! may guid luck hit you, |
| Lines Written in Friars’-Carse Hermitage | 1788 | Poem | – | Thou whom chance may hither lead, |
| Lines Written on a Banknote | 1786 | Poem | – | Wae worth thy power, thou cursed leaf! |
| Logan Braes | 1793 | Song | Logan Water | O Logan, sweetly didst thou glide, |
| Lord Gregory | 1793 | Poem | – | O mirk, mirk is this midnight hour, |
| Love for Love | 1792 | Poem | – | Ithers seek they ken na what, |
| Love in the Guise of Friendship | 1788 | Poem | – | Your friendship much can make me blest, |
| The Lovely Lass o’ Inverness | 1794 | Poem | – | The lovely lass o’ Inverness, |
| Lovely Polly Stewart | 1791 | Poem | – | Chorus.—O lovely Polly Stewart, |
| Lovely Young Jessie | 1793 | Poem | – | True hearted was he, the sad swain o’ the Yarrow, |
| The Lover’s Morning Salute to His Mistress | 1794 | Song | Deil tak the wars | Sleep’st thou, or wak’st thou, fairest creature? |
| Mally’s Meek, Mally’s Sweet | 1795 | Poem | – | Chorus—Mally’s meek, Mally’s sweet, |
| Man Was Made to Mourn: A Dirge | 1784 | Poem | – | When chill November’s surly blast |
| Mark Yonder Pomp of Costly Fashion | 1795 | Poem | – | Mark yonder pomp of costly fashion |
| Masonic Song | 1786 | Song | Shawn-boy,” or “Over the water to Charlie | Ye sons of old Killie, assembled by Willie, |
| The Mauchline Lady | 1784 | Song | I had a horse, I had nae mair | When first I came to Stewart Kyle, |
| Meg o’ the Mill | 1793 | Poem | – | O ken ye what Meg o’ the Mill has gotten, |
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| 1793 | Poem | – | O ken ye what Meg o’ the Mill has gotten, |
| Merry Hae I Been Teethin a Heckle | 1785 | Song | The bob O’ Dumblane | O Merry hae I been teethin’ a heckle, |
| The Minstrel at Lincluden | 1794 | Song | Cumnock Psalms | As I stood by yon roofless tower, |
| Monody | 1794 | Poem | – | How cold is that bosom which folly once fired, |
| Montgomerie’s Peggy | 1770s | Song | Galla Water | Altho’ my bed were in yon muir, |
| A Mother’s Lament | 1788 | Poem | – | Fate gave the word, the arrow sped, |
| Motto Prefixed to the Author’s First Publication | 1786 | Poem | – | The simple Bard, unbroke by rules of art, |
| M’Pherson’s Farewell | 1788 | Song | M’Pherson’s Rant | Farewell, ye dungeons dark and strong, |
| Mr. William Smellie | 1787 | Poem | – | Shrewd Willie Smellie to Crochallan came; |
| My Bonie Bell | 1791 | Poem | – | The smiling Spring comes in rejoicing, |
| My Collier Laddie | 1792 | Poem | – | “Whare live ye, my bonie lass? |
| My Eppie Adair | 1789 | Poem | – | Chorus.—An’ O my Eppie, my jewel, my Eppie, |
| My Eppie Macnab | 1791 | Poem | – | O saw ye my dearie, my Eppie Macnab? |
| My Father Was a Farmer | 1782 | Song | The weaver and his shuttle, O | My father was a farmer upon the Carrick border, O, |
| My Girl She’s Airy | 1784 | Song | Black Jock | My girl she’s airy, she’s buxom and gay; |
| My Highland Lassie, o | 1786 | Song | The deuks dang o’er my daddy | Nae gentle dames, tho’ e’er sae fair, |
| My Hoggie | 1788 | Song | – | What will I do gin my Hoggie die? |
| My Lord a-Hunting | 1787 | Song | – | Chorus.—My lady’s gown, there’s gairs upon’t, |
| My Love, She’s but a Lassie yet | 1789 | Song | – | My love, she’s but a lassie yet, |
| My Nanie’s Awa | 1794 | Song | There’ll never be peace till Jamie comes hame | Now in her green mantle blythe Nature arrays, |
| My Native Land Sae Far Awa | 1791 | Poem | – | O sad and heavy, should I part, |
| My Peggy’s Charms | 1787 | Song | Tha a’ chailleach ir mo dheigh | My Peggy’s face, my Peggy’s form, |
| My Spouse Nancy | 1793 | Song | My Jo Janet | “Husband, husband, cease your strife, |
| My Tocher’s the Jewel | 1791 | Poem | – | O Meikle thinks my luve o’ my beauty, |
| My Wife’s a Winsome Wee Thing | 1792 | Poem | – | Chorus.—She is a winsome wee thing, |
| Nature’s Law | 1786 | Poem | – | Let other heroes boast their scars, |
| A New Psalm for the Chapel of Kilmarnock | 1789 | Poem | – | O sing a new song to the Lord, |
| New Year’s Day [1790] | 1790 | Poem | – | This day, Time winds th’ exhausted chain; |
| News, Lassies, News | 1795 | Poem | – | There’s news, lassies, news, |
| Nithsdale’s Welcome Hame | 1791 | Poem | – | The noble Maxwells and their powers |
| “No Churchman Am I” | 1782 | Song | Prepare, my dear Brethren, to the tavern let’s fly | No churchman am I for to rail and to write, |
| O Aye My Wife She Dang Me | 1795 | Poem | – | Chorus—O aye my wife she dang me, |
| O Bonie Was Yon Rosy Brier | 1795 | Poem | – | O bonie was yon rosy brier, |
| O Can Ye Labour Lea? | 1792 | Poem | – | Chorus—O can ye labour lea, young man, |
| O for Ane an’ Twenty, Tam | 1791 | Poem | – | Chorus.—An’ O for ane an’ twenty, Tam! |
| O Kenmure’s on and Awa, Willie | 1791 | Poem | – | O Kenmure’s on and awa, Willie, |
| O Lay Thy Loof in Mine, Lass | 1796 | Poem | – | Chorus—O lay thy loof in mine, lass, |
| O Leave Novels | 1784 | Song | – | O leave novels, ye Mauchline belles, |
| O Let Me in Thes Ae Night | 1795 | Poem | – | O Lassie, are ye sleepin yet, |
| O May, Thy Morn | 1791 | Poem | – | O may, thy morn was ne’er so sweet |
| O Steer Her up an’ Haud Her Gaun | 1795 | Poem | – | O steer her up, an’ haud her gaun, |
| O That’s the Lassie o’ My Heart | 1795 | Song | Morag | O wat ye wha that lo’es me |
| O Thou Dread Power | 1786 | Poem | – | O Thou dread Power, who reign’st above, |
| O Tibbie, I Hae Seen the Day | 1770s | Song | Invercauld’s Reel, or Strathspey | Choir.—O Tibbie, I hae seen the day, |
| O Wat Ye Wha’s in Yon Town | 1795 | Song | I’ll gang nae mair to yon toun | Chorus—O wat ye wha’s in yon town, |
| O Were My Love Yon Lilac Fair | 1793 | Poem | – | O were my love yon Lilac fair, |
| O, Were I on Parnassus Hill | 1788 | Song | My love is lost to me | O, were I on Parnassus hill, |
| Ode for General Washington’s Birthday | 1794 | Poem | – | No Spartan tube, no Attic shell, |
| Ode on the Departed Regency Bill | 1789 | Poem | – | Daughter of Chaos’ doting years, |
| Ode, Sacred to the Memory of Mrs. Oswald of Auchencruive | 1789 | Poem | – | View the wither’d Beldam’s face; |
| On a Bank of Flowers | 1789 | Poem | – | On a bank of flowers, in a summer day, |
| On a Scotch Bard, Gone to the West Indies | 1786 | Poem | – | A’ ye wha live by sowps o’ drink, |
| On a Suicide | 1794 | Poem | – | Earth’d up, here lies an imp o’ hell, |
| On a Swearing Coxcomb | 1794 | Poem | – | Here cursing, swearing Burton lies, |
| On an Innkeeper Nicknamed “the Marquis” | 1794 | Poem | – | Here lies a mock Marquis, whose titles were shamm’d, |
| On Andrew Turner | 1794 | Poem | – | In se’enteen hunder’n forty-nine, |
| On Being Shewn a Beautiful Country Seat | 1794 | Poem | – | We grant they’re thine, those beauties all, |
| On Capt. Lascelles | 1794 | Poem | – | When Lascelles thought fit from this world to depart, |
| On Chloris | 1794 | Poem | – | From the white-blossom’d sloe my dear Chloris requested |
| On Chloris Being Ill | 1795 | Song | Aye wauken O | Chorus—Long, long the night, |
| On Commissary Goldie’s Brains | 1793 | Poem | – | Lord, to account who dares thee call, |
| On Elphinstone’s Translation of Martial’s Epigrams | 1787 | Poem | – | O Thou whom Poetry abhors, |
| On Glenriddell’s Fox Breaking His Chain | 1791 | Poem | – | Thou, Liberty, thou art my theme; |
| On Hearing It Asserted Falsehood | 1794 | Poem | – | That there is a falsehood in his looks, |
| On John Bushby, Esq., Tinwald Downs | 1794 | Poem | – | Here lies John Bushby—honest man, |
| On Mrs. Riddell’s Birthday | 1793 | Poem | – | Old Winter, with his frosty beard, |
| On Politics | 1793 | Poem | – | In Politics if thou would’st mix, |
| On Scaring Some Water-Fowl in Loch-Turit | 1787 | Poem | – | Why, ye tenants of the lake, |
| On Seeing Mrs. Kemble in Yarico | 1794 | Poem | – | Kemble, thou cur’st my unbelief |
| On Tam the Chapman | 1784 | Poem | – | As Tam the chapman on a day, |
| On the Birth of a Posthumous Child | 1790 | Poem | – | Sweet flow’ret, pledge o’ meikle love, |
| On the Death of John M’Leod, Esq | 1787 | Poem | – | Sad thy tale, thou idle page, |
| On the Death of Robert Dundas, Esq., of Arniston, Late Lord President of the Court of Session | 1787 | Poem | – | Lone on the bleaky hills the straying flocks |
| On the Late Captain Grose’s Peregrinations Thro’ Scotland | 1789 | Poem | – | Hear, Land o’ Cakes, and brither Scots, |
| On the Seas and Far Away | 1794 | Song | O’er the hills and far away | How can my poor heart be glad, |
| On Wm. Graham, Esq., of Mossknowe | 1794 | Poem | – | “Stop thief!” dame Nature call’d to Death, |
| One Night as I Did Wander | 1785 | Song | John Anderson, my jo | One night as I did wander, |
| Open the Door to Me, Oh | 1793 | Poem | – | Oh, open the door, some pity to shew, |
| The Ordination | 1786 | Poem | – | For sense they little owe to frugal Heav’n— |
| Out over the Forth | 1791 | Song | – | Out over the Forth, I look to the North; |
| Paraphrase of the First Psalm | 1781 | Poem | – | The man, in life wherever plac’d, |
| The Parting Kiss | 1788 | Poem | – | Humid seal of soft affections, |
| Pegasus at Wanlockhead | 1789 | Poem | – | With Pegasus upon a day, |
| Per Contra | 1786 | Poem | – | Go, Fame, an’ canter like a filly |
| Phillis the Fair | 1793 | Song | Robin Adair | While larks, with little wing, |
| Phillis the Queen o’ the Fair | 1793 | Song | The Muckin o’ Geordie’s Byre | Adown winding Nith I did wander, |
| Philly and Willy | 1794 | Song | The Sow’s tail to Geordie | He. O Philly, happy be that day, |
| Pinned to Mrs. Walter Riddell’s Carriage | 1794 | Poem | – | If you rattle along like your Mistress’ tongue, |
| The Ploughman’s Life | 1770s | Poem | – | As I was a-wand’ring ae morning in spring, |
| Poem on Pastoral Poetry | 1791 | Poem | – | Hail, Poesie! thou Nymph reserv’d! |
| Poem on Sensibility | 1791 | Poem | – | Sensibility, how charming, |
| The Poet’s Progress | 1788 | Poem | – | Thou, Nature, partial Nature, I arraign; |
| The Poet’s Reply to the Threat of a Censorious Critic | 1787 | Poem | – | With Esop’s lion, Burns says: Sore I feel |
| A Poet’s Welcome to His Love-Begotten Daughter | 1784 | Poem | – | The First Instance That Entitled Him To |
| Poor Mailie’s Elegy | 1783 | Poem | – | Lament in rhyme, lament in prose, |
| Poortith Cauld and Restless Love | 1793 | Song | Cauld Kail in Aberdeen | O poortith cauld, and restless love, |
| The Posie | 1791 | Poem | – | O luve will venture in where it daur na weel be seen, |
| Postcript | 1785 | Poem | – | My memory’s no worth a preen; |
| Postscript | 1790 | Poem | – | The Kirk an’ State may join an’ tell, |
| Postscript | 1795 | Poem | – | Ye’ve heard this while how I’ve been lickit, |
| Prayer, in the Prospect of Death | 1781 | Poem | – | O Thou unknown, Almighty Cause |
| Prayer, Under the Pressure of Violent Anguish | 1781 | Poem | – | O Thou Great Being! what Thou art, |
| Presentation Stanzas to Correspondents | 1789 | Poem | – | Factor John! Factor John, whom the Lord made alone, |
| Pretty Peg | 1794 | Poem | – | As I gaed up by yon gate-end, |
| Prologue | 1787 | Poem | – | When, by a generous Public’s kind acclaim, |
| Prologue Spoken at the Theatre of Dumfries | 1789 | Poem | – | No song nor dance I bring from yon great city, |
| Raging Fortune | 1782 | Poem | – | O raging Fortune’s withering blast |
| The Raptures of Folly | 1793 | Poem | – | Thou greybeard, old Wisdom! may boast of thy treasures; |
| Raving Winds Around Her Blowing | 1788 | Song | M’Grigor of Roro’s Lament | Raving winds around her blowing, |
| Remorse: A Fragment | 1784 | Poem | – | Of all the numerous ills that hurt our peace, |
| Remorseful Apology | 1794 | Poem | – | The friend whom, wild from Wisdom’s way, |
| Reply to a Trimming Epistle Received from a Tailor | 1786 | Poem | – | What tho’ at times, when I grow crouse, |
| Reply to an Announcement by J. Rankine on His Writing to the Poet, That a Girl in That Part of the Country Was with a Child to Him | 1784 | Poem | – | I am a keeper of the law |
| The Rights of Woman | 1792 | Poem | – | While Europe’s eye is fix’d on mighty things, |
| The Rigs o’ Barley | 1783 | Song | Corn Rigs are bonie | It was upon a Lammas night, |
| Robin Shure in Hairst | 1789 | Poem | – | Chorus.—Robin shure in hairst, |
| The Ronalds of the Bennals | 1780 | Poem | – | In Tarbolton, ye ken, there are proper young men, |
| A Rose-Bud by My Early Walk | 1787 | Poem | – | A Rose-bud by my early walk, |
| Sappho Redivivus | 1789 | Poem | – | By all I lov’d, neglected and forgot, |
| Saw Ye Bonie Lesley | 1792 | Poem | – | O saw ye bonie Lesley, |
| Saw Ye My Dear, My Philly | 1794 | Song | When she cam’ ben she bobbit | O saw ye my Dear, my Philly? |
| Scotch Drink | 1785 | Poem | – | Gie him strong drink until he wink, |
| Scots’ Prologue for Mr. Sutherland | 1790 | Poem | – | What needs this din about the town o’ Lon’on, |
| Scroggam, My Dearie | 1792 | Poem | – | There was a wife wonn’d in Cockpen, Scroggam; |
| Second Epistle to Davie | 1785 | Poem | – | Auld Neibour, |
| Second Epistle to J. Lapraik | 1785 | Poem | – | While new-ca’d kye rowte at the stake |
| Second Epistle to Robert Graham, ESQ., of Fintry | 1791 | Poem | – | Late crippl’d of an arm, and now a leg, |
| She Says She Loes Me Best of a’ | 1794 | Song | Oonagh’s Waterfall | Sae flaxen were her ringlets, |
| She’s Fair and Fause | 1789 | Song | – | She’s fair and fause that causes my smart, |
| Sic a Wife as Willie Had | 1792 | Poem | – | Willie Wastle dwalt on Tweed, |
| Sketch in Verse | 1789 | Poem | – | How wisdom and Folly meet, mix, and unite, |
| The Slave’s Lament | 1792 | Poem | – | It was in sweet Senegal that my foes did me enthral, |
| The Soldier’s Return | 1793 | Poem | – | When wild war’s deadly blast was blawn, |
| The Solemn League and Covenant | 1795 | Poem | – | The Solemn League and Covenant |
| Song | 1783 | Song | My Nanie, O | Behind yon hills where Lugar flows, |
| Song Composed in August | 1783 | Song | I had a horse, I had nae mair | Now westlin winds and slaught’ring guns |
| Song Inscribed to Alexander Cunningham | 1795 | Poem | – | Now spring has clad the grove in green, |
| The Song of Death | 1791 | Song | Oran an aoig | Scene—A Field of Battle. Time of the day—evening. The wounded |
| Song, Composed in Spring | 1786 | Song | Jockey’s Grey Breeks | Again rejoicing Nature sees |
| Sonnet on Receiving a Favour | 1789 | Poem | – | I call no Goddess to inspire my strains, |
| Sonnet on the Death of Robert Riddell | 1794 | Poem | – | No more, ye warblers of the wood! no more; |
| Sonnet Written on the Author’s Birthday | 1793 | Poem | – | Sing on, sweet thrush, upon the leafless bough, |
| A Stanza Added in a Mason Lodge | 1782 | Poem | – | Then fill up a bumper and make it o’erflow, |
| Stanzas on Naething | 1786 | Poem | – | To you, sir, this summons I’ve sent, |
| Stanzas, on the Same Occasion | 1781 | Poem | – | Why am I loth to leave this earthly scene? |
| Stay My Charmer | 1788 | Song | An gille dubh ciar-dhubh | Stay my charmer, can you leave me? |
| Strathallan’s Lament | 1787 | Poem | – | Thickest night, o’erhang my dwelling! |
| Suppressed Stanza’s of “the Vision” | 1786 | Song | Whare’ll our guidman lie | With secret throes I marked that earth, |
| Sweet Tibbie Dunbar | 1789 | Poem | – | O wilt thou go wi’ me, sweet Tibbie Dunbar? |
| Sylvander to Clarinda | 1787 | Poem | – | When dear Clarinda, matchless fair, |
| Talk of Him That’s Far Awa | 1788 | Poem | – | Musing on the roaring ocean, |
| Tam Samson’s Elegy | 1786 | Poem | – | Has auld Kilmarnock seen the deil? |
| The Tarbolton Lasses | 1770s | Poem | – | If ye gae up to yon hill-tap, |
| The Tear-Drop | 1794 | Poem | – | Wae is my heart, and the tear’s in my e’e; |
| Thanksgiving for a National Victory | 1793 | Poem | – | Ye hypocrites! are these your pranks? |
| Their Groves O’Sweet Myrtle | 1795 | Song | Humours of Glen | Their groves o’ sweet myrtle let Foreign Lands reckon, |
| Theniel Menzies’ Bonie Mary | 1787 | Poem | – | In comin by the brig o’ Dye, |
| There Was a Bonie Lass | 1795 | Poem | – | There was a bonie lass, and a bonie, bonie lass, |
| There’ll Never Be Peace Till Jamie Comes Hame | 1791 | Poem | – | By yon Castle wa’, at the close of the day, |
| Thine Am I, My Faithful Fair | 1793 | Song | The Quaker’s Wife | Thine am I, my faithful Fair, |
| Third Epistle to J. Lapraik | 1785 | Poem | – | Guid speed and furder to you, Johnie, |
| This Is No My Ain Lassie | 1795 | Song | This is no my house | Chorus—This is no my ain lassie, |
| Tho’ Cruel Fate Should Bid Us Part | 1785 | Song | The Northern Lass | Tho’ cruel fate should bid us part, |
| Thomson’s Edward and Eleanora | 1786 | Poem | – | Farewell, old Scotia’s bleak domains, |
| Thou Fair Eliza | 1791 | Poem | – | Turn again, thou fair Eliza! |
| Thou Gloomy December | 1791 | Poem | – | Ance mair I hail thee, thou gloomy December! |
| Thou Hast Left Me Ever, Jamie | 1793 | Song | Fee him, father, fee him | Thou hast left me ever, Jamie, |
| A Tippling Ballad | 1792 | Poem | – | When Princes and Prelates, |
| To Alex. Cunningham, ESQ., Writer | 1788 | Poem | – | My godlike friend—nay, do not stare, |
| To Daunton Me | 1788 | Poem | – | The blude-red rose at Yule may blaw, |
| To Dr. Maxwell | 1794 | Poem | – | Maxwell, if merit here you crave, |
| To Gavin Hamilton, Esq., Mauchline, Recommending a Boy | 1786 | Poem | – | I hold it, sir, my bounden duty |
| To John Kennedy, Dumfries House | 1786 | Poem | – | Now, Kennedy, if foot or horse |
| To Mary in Heaven | 1789 | Poem | – | Thou ling’ring star, with lessening ray, |
| To Miss Cruickshank | 1789 | Poem | – | Beauteous Rosebud, young and gay, |
| To Miss Ferrier | 1787 | Poem | – | Nae heathen name shall I prefix, |
| To Miss Logan | 1787 | Poem | – | Again the silent wheels of time |
| To Mr. M’Adam, of Craigen-Gillan | 1786 | Poem | – | In answer to an obliging Letter he sent |
| To Ruin | 1786 | Poem | – | All hail! inexorable lord! |
| To the Beautiful Miss Eliza J—N | 1794 | Poem | – | How, Liberty! girl, can it be by thee nam’d? |
| To the Weavers Gin Ye Go | 1788 | Poem | – | My heart was ance as blithe and free |
| The Toadeater | 1791 | Poem | – | Of Lordly acquaintance you boast, |
| Tragic Fragment | 1770s | Poem | – | All devil as I am—a damned wretch, |
| The True Loyal Natives | 1793 | Poem | – | Ye true “Loyal Natives” attend to my song |
| The Twa Herds; or, the Holy Tulyie | 1784 | Poem | – | O a’ ye pious godly flocks, |
| ’Twas Na Her Bonie Blue E’e | 1795 | Song | Laddie, lie near me | ’Twas na her bonie blue e’e was my ruin, |
| Up in the Morning Early | 1788 | Poem | – | Cauld blaws the wind frae east to west, |
| Verses Intended to Be Written Below a Noble Earl’s Picture | 1787 | Poem | – | Whose is that noble, dauntless brow? |
| Verses on Captain Grose | 1790 | Poem | – | Ken ye aught o’ Captain Grose?—Igo, and ago, |
| Verses on the Destruction of the Woods Near Drumlanrig | 1791 | Poem | – | As on the banks o’ wandering Nith, |
| Verses to Clarinda | 1788 | Poem | – | Fair Empress of the Poet’s soul, |
| Verses to Collector Mitchell | 1795 | Poem | – | Friend of the Poet, tried and leal, |
| Verses Written with a Pencil | 1787 | Poem | – | Admiring Nature in her wildest grace, |
| Versicles on Sign-Posts | 1788 | Poem | – | His face with smile eternal drest, |
| Versified Note to Dr. Mackenzie, Mauchline | 1786 | Poem | – | Friday first’s the day appointed |
| Versified Reply to an Invitation | 1786 | Poem | – | Sir, |
| The Vision | 1786 | Poem | – | Duan First |
| A Vision | 1794 | Poem | – | As I stood by yon roofless tower, |
| Wandering Willie First version
| 1793 | Song | – | Here awa, there awa, wandering Willie, |
| Wandering Willie Revised version
| 1793 | Song | – | Here awa, there awa, wandering Willie, |
| A Waukrife Minnie | 1789 | Poem | – | Whare are you gaun, my bonie lass, |
| The Weary Pund o’ Tow | 1792 | Poem | – | Chorus.—The weary pund, the weary pund, |
| Wee Willie Gray | 1795 | Song | Wee Totum Fogg | Wee Willie Gray, and his leather wallet, |
| Wha Is That at My Bower-Door | 1783 | Song | Lass, an I come near thee | “Wha is that at my bower-door?” |
| What Can a Young Lassie Do Wi’ an Auld Man | 1791 | Poem | – | What can a young lassie, what shall a young lassie, |
| When She Cam’ Ben She Bobbed | 1792 | Poem | – | O when she cam’ ben she bobbed fu’ law, |
| Where Are the Joys I have Met? | 1793 | Song | Saw ye my father | Where are the joys I have met in the morning, |
| Whistle O’er the Lave O’t | 1789 | Poem | – | First when Maggie was my care, |
| Whistle, and I’ll Come to You, My Lad | 1793 | Poem | – | Chorus.—O Whistle, an’ I’ll come to ye, my lad, |
| Why, Why Tell the Lover | 1795 | Song | Caledonian Hunt’s delight | Why, why tell thy lover |
| Will Ye Go to the Indies, My Mary? | 1786 | Song | Will ye go to the Ewe-Bughts, Marion | Will ye go to the Indies, my Mary, |
| Willie Chalmers | 1786 | Song | – | Wi’ braw new branks in mickle pride, |
| Wilt Thou Be My Dearie? | 1794 | Song | The Sutor’s Dochter | Wilt thou be my Dearie? |
| The Winter It Is Past | 1788 | Poem | – | The winter it is past, and the summer comes at last |
| A Winter Night | 1786 | Poem | – | When biting Boreas, fell and dour, |
| The Winter of Life | 1794 | Poem | – | But lately seen in gladsome green, |
| Winter: A Dirge | 1781 | Poem | – | The wintry west extends his blast, |
| The Wounded Hare | 1789 | Poem | – | Inhuman man! curse on thy barb’rous art, |
| The Wren’s Nest | 1795 | Poem | – | The Robin to the Wren’s nest |
| Written by Somebody on the Window | 1787 | Poem | – | Here Stuarts once in glory reigned, |
| Written in Friar’s-Carse Hermitage | 1788 | Poem | – | Thou whom chance may hither lead, |
| Ye Jacobites by Name | 1791 | Poem | – | Ye Jacobites by name, give an ear, give an ear, |
| Yon Wild Mossy Mountains | 1786 | Song | – | Yon wild mossy mountains sae lofty and wide, |
| The Young Highland Rover | 1787 | Song | Morag | Loud blaw the frosty breezes, |
| Young Jamie, Pride of a’ the Plain | 1794 | Song | The Carlin of the Glen | Young Jamie, pride of a’ the plain, |
| Young Jockie Was the Blythest Lad | 1789 | Poem | – | Young Jockie was the blythest lad, |
| Young Peggy Blooms | 1785 | Song | Loch Eroch-side | Young Peggy blooms our boniest lass, |