I have just acquired a book of folksongs (with music) published in 1811.
I thought Mudcatters may be interested to see what songs were popular enough to warrant being published in book form rather than just as broadsides.

THE ENGLISH MUSIC REPOSITORY

A choice selection of esteemed English Songs adapted for The Voice, Violin and German Flute
Published by Oliver and Boyd, Netherbow, Edinburgh, 1811

CONTENTS

Ah! tell me ye swains - THE COTTAGERS DAUGHTER
A boat, a boat, haste to the ferry - A CATCH FOR THREE VOICES
A sup of good whisky will make you glad - A SUP OF GOOD WHISKY
A rose-tree in full bearing - A ROSE TREE IN FULL BEARING
Ah! where can fly my souls true love - HENRY'S COTTAGE MAID
All in the Downs the fleet was moor'd - BLACK-EY'D SUSAN
A jolly Jack Tar, but a little time since - A JOLLY JACK TAR
As pensive one night in my garret I sat - THE LAST SHILLING
Adieu! Adieu! my only life - THE SOLDIER'S ADIEU

Bright Chanticleer proclaims the dawn - OLD TOWLER
Beneath the silent rural cell - GLEE FOR THREE VOICES
By the gaily circling glass - BY THE GAILY CIRCLING GLASS
Behold poor Will just come from drill - THE AWKWARD RECRUIT

Care, thou canker of our joys - THE MIDNIGHT BOWL
Cease, rude Boreas, blust'ring railer - THE STORM
Come all ye jolly sailors bold - THE ARETHUSA

Dear Tom this brown jug - THE BROWN JUG
Drink to me only with thine eyes - GLEE FOR THREE VOICES
Deep in a vale a cottage stood - DULCE DOMUM
Dear is my little native vale - DEAR IS MY LITTLE NATIVE VALE
Dame Nature one day in a comical mood - THE ORIGIN OF OLD BACHELORS

Ere bright Rosina met my eyes - ERE BRIGHT ROSINA
Ere around the huge oak - ERE ROUND THE HUGE OAK

Fame let thy trumpet sound - THE KINGS ANTHEM
From night till morn I take my glass - FROM NIGHT TILL MORN
For England, when with fav'ring gale - THE HEAVIVG OF THE LEAD
Fairest of the virgin train - THE FAIRY
Fair Ellen like a lily grew - FAIR ELLEN
Feyther put me to the school - THE GREAT BOOBY

Go patter to lubbers and swabs, do ye see - POOR JACK

Her mouth, which a smile - HER MOUTH WHICH A SMILE
How sweet in the woodlands - HOW SWEET THE WOODLANDS
Ho, why dost thou shiver and shake - GAFFER GRAY
Here, a sheer hulk, lies poor Tom Bowling - THE SAILOR'S EPITAPH
How great is the pleasure - CATCH FOR THREE VOICES
How blest has my time been - HOW BLEST MY TIME HAS BEEN

Ize a Yorkshireman just come from town - THE YORKSHIRE CONCERT
I've kissed and I've prattled - THE MAID OF THE MILL
I am a brisk and sprightly lad - YEO, YEO
In a mouldering cave, a wretched retreat - THE DEATH OF WOLFE
In gaudy courts with aching hearts - IN GAUDY COURTS
I've plenty of lovers that sue me in vain - THE BOLD SOLDIER
In the downhill of life - TOMORROW
In the dead of night - IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT
In the praise of Queen Bess - THE GOLDEN DAYS WE NOW POSSESS

Little think the townsman's wife - LIRA LIRA LA
Life's like a ship in constant motion - THE SAILOR'S ALLEGORY
Lightly tread, 'tis hallow'd ground - GLEE FOR THREE VOICES
Let's seek the bower of Robin Hood - LET'S SEEK THE BOWER

My friends, so good-humour'd - THE CHAPTER OF POLITICIANS
My Mam is no more and my dad's in his grave - THE COTTAGE ON THE MOOR
My name d'ye see's Tom Tough - YO HEAVE HO
Ma chere ami, my darling fair - MA CHERE AMIE
My Merry gentle people pray - HOW TO NAIL 'EM

Now the sun is in the west - THE CUCKOO
No More I'll court the town-bred fair - BONNY BET
Never till now I knew loves smart - LOVE'S FATAL POWER

Oh, happy tawny Moor - HAPPY TAWNY MOOR
Once the gods of the Greeks - THE ORIGINS OF BRITISH LIBERTY
Of all the girls that are so smart - SALLEY IN OUR ALLEY
Over the mountain and over the moor - THE BEGGER GIRL
O listen, listen to the voice of love - LISTEN TO THE VOICE OF LOVE
Oh think of my fate, once I freedom enjoyed - THE GALLEY SLAVE
O we sail'd to Virginia - THE DEATH OF ADMIRAL BENBOW
O say, simple maid - INKLE AND YARICO
Over pipe, port or snuff-box - HOW TO TELL A STORY
On Richmond hill there lives a lass - THE LASS OF RICHMOND HILL


Prepare, prepare to be hailed on board - THE GALLANT LIEUTENANT

Say, have ye in the valley seen - ALLEN BROOKE OF WINDERMERE
Somehow my spindle I mislaid - SOMEHOW MY SPINDLE I HAVE MISLAID
Sweet is the ship that, under sail - LOVELY NAN
Since truth has left the shepherd's tongue - MARIAN'S COMPLAINT

The meadows looked cheerful - THE LASSES OF DUBLIN
To England's fame another ray - THE DEATH OF NELSON
The twins of Latona, so kind to my boon - THE TWINS OF LATONA
'Tis said we vent'rous die-hards - WIVES AND SWEETHEARTS
The Romans in England they once did sway - THE CHAPTER OF KINGS
The wealthy fool with gold in store - THE FRIEND AND PITCHER
Then farewell, my trim built wherry - POOR TOM
Tho' the fate of battle on tomorrow wait - THE TOBACCO-BOX
Taste life's glad moments - TASTE LIFE'S GLAD MOMENTS
The fav'rites of fortune - THE SWEET SOCIAL HOUR
The blush of Aurora now tinges the morn - THE BLUSH OF AURORA
The sun sets in night - THE CHEROKEE INDIAN DEATH SONG
'Twas post meridian, half past four - THE SAILORS JOURNAL
To Bachelors Hall we good fellows invite - BACHELORS HALL
To Anacreon in heav'n - TO ANACREON IN HEAVEN
'Tis too late for a coach - CATCH FOR THREE VOICES
To our Musical Club - CATCH FOR THREE VOICES
Tom Starboard - TOM STARBOARD
The morn returns in saffron dress - THE MORN RETURNS
Thy fatal shafts unerring move - THE FATAL SHAFTS
Tho' far beyond the mountains - OWEN
To my muse give attention - GOLDEN DAYS OF GOOD QUEEN BESS

When Britain first at Heaven's command - RULE BRITANNIA
When William at eve meets me - WHEN WILLIAM AT EVE
When my money was gone - THE DISCONSOLATE SAILOR
When first a babe upon the knee - LITTLE BESS THE BALLAD SINGER
While I hang on your bosom - PARTING MOMENTS
With an honest old friend - WITH AN HONEST OLD FRIEND
Were I oblig'd to beg my bread - SOMEBODY

Your pardon, kind gentlefolks pray - A PEEP AT THE FORTY THIEVES
Ye gentlemen of England - YE GENTLEMEN OF ENGLAND
Ye mariners of England - YE MARINERS OF ENGLAND
You care of money? ah, care no more - THE POOR BLACK BOY