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THE GLEN COLLECTION OF SCOTTISH MUSIC
Presented by Lady Dorothea Ruggles- Brise to the National Library of Scotland, in memory of her brother. Major Lord George Stewart Murray, Black Watch, killed in action in France in 1914. 28f/i Januari/ 1927.
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THE SCOTISH
MUSICAL MUSEUM;
CONSISTING OF UPWARDS
OF SIX HUNDEED SONGS,
WITH
PROPER BASSES FOR THE PIANOFORTE.
ORIGINALLY PUBLISHED
BY JAMES JOHNSON;
AND NOW ACCOMPANIED WITH
COPIOUS NOTES AND ILLUSTRATIONS OF THE LYRIC PQETRY AND MUSIC OF SCOTLAND,
BY THE LATE WILLIAM STENHOUSE.
WITH SOME
ADDITIONAL ILLUSTRATIONS.
VOLUME VL
WILLIAM BLACKWOOD AND SONS, EDINBURGH;
AND THOMAS CADELL, LONDON.
M.DCCC.XXXIX.
^ OF SCOTLAND ^
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Frtnted Sc J»V/t/ h/jAMES ^/owSTSON Miisic Seller EdinbztrgH U' l'€ kad at TPrestonn^P'j Stro/nd London, MfFADYEN GLAJSG{m^,<^cdralltheprfh,ifi,d
Miific Sellers.
Ill P B.4 E F A C E
!t!li^ ITditor now presents to the Pdblir the Sixth Voluii.c i.t tl.i Scots Musical Museum; which in aii probability ,wiU be the last.
These Volumes contain everj- Scotish Air and Song, which tl.r ex -ertions of the Kditor, and those of his friends and numerous torn s -pondents, have been able to procure during a period of sixteen 3 tai.s. He is therefore inclined to think that the Scots Musical Museum now 'ont;«iivs almost ever_^ Scotish Song extant. However, as he. wishts l<i make it as complete as possible, he will spare no pains in endeavour- ing to procure an\- which ma^- hitherto have Escaped his rcsearch;anJ if successful, th<A- will be publislied at some future period.
Without wishing to over rate this publication, the Editor ma> be permitted to observe, that it unquestionably contains the greatest Col lection of Scotish Vocal Music ever published, including many excel lent Songs written for it by BUKNS; He therefore flatters himself with the hope that the prediction of our celebrated BARD respecfint,' it will be verified; and that "To future ages the Scots Musical Muse nm '*will be the Text Book and Standard of Scotish Song and Music." 5(r
* See extract from BUKNS S Letter in the Preface to Volume ^! '
EdinT June 4*f|jl803.
Entered in Stationers Hall.
IV
I X D E X.
Not;i, The .Son<4;s in the .v preredin<; Volumes marked R.and U. the
K.litor is now at liberty,' to say are the production :of Mr. BURNS The
Originals of Mr.BL'KNS S' writing are in his possession Thc_>- were^
written for this work, but being often sent the Editor on the spur of the moii.cnt, Mr. BC KNS requested these marks only, and not his name should be ad(I<(l to them.
Til St line of earh Song. Authors • ^*g*
\s' I went oer the highland hills _____--.^-- 526
As walking forth to view the plain _ _--_____ -526
Ae da\ a braw wooer ^ '^ _ _ . ^ Burtis __...__ 533 Ah Mary sweetest maid farewell _^- ^_-__ --_ 546 Anna thy charir.s ha bosom fire _ - Burns ______ 547
\ cogie of ale and a pickle ate meal _ ^ Sherrifs JVlusic b_>' M?Iiitosh564 \n I was wallting h\ yon river side -^__^_ _ __ 566
Xrgyll is n.y nan e ^ ^ . _ _ By J. Duke of Argyll . ^ ^ 573 An* PlI awato*bonn\ Tweed -s id e - -- ___- ^--.- 580 As 1 lay on n y bed on a night _--._- -_-__ 601 A Soldier for gallant atchievements renound ^ _ _ - _ - 608 Adieul a h«^arf warm, fond adieu ^ _ Burns . _ - . _ 620
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Behin'l \ on hills where vivlets row, ^ _ Burns - _ _ - . - 600 Bright tl'.e moon abnon yon mountain - Hamilton _ _ __ _6l2
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Come iindf r iva plaid\ ______ MaCncil.^sqT - _ - _ 550
Come follow, follow _ __ __ _-_--_- - 552
Chanticleer, wi' nois^ whistle- -Music by S.Clarke - - - - ^568
Can Id is the e'cnin blast _^ - _ _ _ Burns - - - _ - _ 603
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Dors haughty Gaul invasion threat -Burns, Music by S.Clarke.- -565
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Krae Dunibier aU I cam through ------ -.._ . 528
liitiAfll \c fields an meadows green- - Hamiltbh - _ _ _ 597
(Jo to Berwirk Johnny ----- Hamilton ----- 534 rjudcon to %()u kimmcr . - - - - Burns ----- 540 Tientlv blaw yc eastern bree/.es - ,- Andereon _ . - . 58l. Go plaintive sound - . - - . - W.Haoiilton Esq^. - 595
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Have >e an^- pots or pans -_- -_.--._--- 536 Heyl m^- k,itten ny kitten - . -------- - 577
How sweet is the scone at the dawning o* morning . Gall - - . 586 How sweet this lone vali - - A. Erskine, ICs^V - - - 58u
Hard is the fate of him who loves _ - Thomson - - - - - 6lO
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In Brechin did a wabster dwell - . ^ _ ^ . _ . .541.
I ;iiii a ^oung bachelor winsome _,_-----_.- 556 111 \on garden fine an guy --_ -- ---.__ 5u2
Jockey's taen the parting kiss - ^ _ Burns - _ - - _ -589 I cart- na for your een sae blue - _ .. HamiUon - _ _ 619
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Lord Thomas and fair Annet .-_-_,..---_ o53
Little wat _>e wha's comings _ . - - ._ _ - . _ 591
Liv'd ancc two lovers in yon dale _ _ ^ _ . . - . - f>l6
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M> rcLTgy-'s face, niv Fcgtj\^s form, - - . Burns - _ _ _ 517
My Daddy left me gear enough ..___- - _ _ 542
My Lad\-*8 gown there's gairs iiport't - - Kurns _ - _ _ 57.i
My Jeany and I hav« toil'd _-_,_-. ,_590
Now bank and brae art claith'd in green __ - _ ._-537
No Churchman am 1 for to rail and to write _ Hums . - _ 606
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O siccr her up and had her gaun _ . - - - - - 52 O
O Chtvub Content . _ - ^ - - -Campbell - - .526
O Hf)thwtll bank thou bloomest fair. Music b^\' J, ttrgus - - 529
O ;i\ n:v wife she dang me ^ - . , Burns . - , _ . 549
O tell me my bonn\- young lassie . _ Macniel, lisq! , 553
O Mary turn uwa that bonny face _ - . Gall . . _ . _ 5bO
O gudc ale ronus _ _ _ _ _ - 1 Hyrns _ . 561
O whi re and O where does ^our hiijhiand laddie dwell 56f» O once 1 lov'd a bonnie lass _ . . _ Burns _ - 570
O dinna think bonnie lassie .____- - . _ . 574
O gin I were fairh shot o' her - - _ Anderson . ^576
O ken \ e what Metr o' the mill has gotten - Hums - 5o5
O leave novels, je Mauchlin belles _ - _ Burns - - - ^ 592
O fay ll.\ loof in mine lass _ ^ ^ _ Burns ,. _ - - 593
O heard ve of a silly Harper _ _ _ _ ^ - _ - _ ^ 59ii
O turn awav those cruel ej^es . ^ . - . ^ .. - - 604
O Mary yts be clad in silk ^ Music b\ Viss G. C. . - - - 605
O that I \.-m\ ne'er been married - - Burns _ . - - 6M
O gin ny love were ^on red rose , - , . . _ _ '14
O Mally's meek, Mai ly's sweejt _ - - fit ins . b!7
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Bed gleams the sun on von hill tap - _ ' DT Couper _ , 5\9 ,
Bow saft!\' thou stream ^ - _ ^ _ -Gall _ . .524
Kobin sliure in hairst_. . _ ^ _ _ Burns _ - - - _ 5^2
Heturn hanuward ii.\ heart again __-_-- . - 5^ ^
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.S'r<ins of wf)e anil sr»ncs of pleasure - _ Kurns _ tbc Music b\ ' v*ij,^
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.St<in winter h:>^ \ii'- -rr^ . ^ __...-__.- - •544
.Swccttst May let love iiispUf tfne . _ _ Burns . _ ^ ^ , 57(J
Sure ni^ Jean is bcauf>» blossom _ _ _ Gall _ - - - - - -'o/
Saw \e the Thane o' meikle pride _ _ - Mackenzie, ICsqr - - ^ o94
*'Srot.s- wha hue ui' Wallarc bled - _ - - Burns _ _ - _ - 0.9o
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'Iho' for yevrn ^ tars and iiiair - _ _ ^ Hams:i>- _ ^ ^ - - 5^2 'I'was Summer ;<nd softlv the bree/.es _-_-- _- - •532 'Twas at the .shining midda_j- hour _ - _ Hamsay - - _ _' - - •534 Tlie Queen o' thf Lothians cam cruisin to ^'ife _ _ _ _ - 0.5.Q
'l"h\ cheek is o' the roses hue - _ _ _ Gall - -. _ - - ^5-^3 'Tia:is at liir silent solemn hour _ - - Mallet ^ Music hvr
S. Clarke)' " ^"^^ The sun in ihe west _ _ . ^ ^ .. ^ Gall _____ _ 557
Thtre A IS a vsifo wonn'd in Cockpcn - - Burns _ . _ _ _ 55d *Tis nac vcr\ lany- sins_y-ne _- -._ __-_-__ 569 'I'ljt n\ iiiph.s and shejiherds are met on the green _ _ _ - _ 574 Thcr::- Aus a nol)Ie Iad\ __^_ ______--_ •^oZ
The rain rins down tliro' Merry-land toune _ _ - . - fi02
There was a bonie lass _ - _ - - -Burns _ _ _ _ 'iJ6
I h|< re news lasses news _ _ _ _ _ Burns _____ 60^
Til! me Jessy tell nie _ _ _ _ _ _ Hamilton _ _ _ ^61u
Tiie night is m\ departing night ______ _ __ 620
.Vyiiar hae _j e been a'da\, m\ hoy Tamm\ _ _ Macniel,Ksqr i- _ _ 5l8 Uhen 1 gaed to the mill ii;\ lane _ _ _ _______ 521
VNjiar' V.sk its silver current leads _ _ Care^_ _____ 522
Wee VSillie Gra\ . _ . _ ._ _ _ _ Burns _____ 530
When the da\s lhe\- are lantj _________ 5"^0
Wind's rave and Willy's fair ________ _ 542
Wlia wadna be in lo\e wf bonr\- 'VlagLr\ bander ______ 5b2
When I think on uy- lad __.-_______-_ 5'7(.)
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Voii ask me charming fair _ ^ - _ ^^'^.Uatiufton THsq*! . /)o4
Ve Musts nine, O lend Vour aid _ . !___ _____bll
\ovi sini,"^ of our goodman frae hame _ _ _______ 614
TABLE! OF CONTENTS,
VOLUME VL
Page
Songs DI. to DC, 517
Illustrations, 439
Additional Illustrations, , *513
Indexes of Airs, . . . , , ' i
Indexes of Songs, . xxii
General Index, ...,,..,..,,,. xxvii
517
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My K'ggvs frtcp.
NAritten tor this Work b\ Kobtrt Burns.
)1'V^ M\ Vc^^ys face, !ti\ Pftgvs form. T hf froO^ of hermit
a^., aiigbt warm; My I't'tj^gv's worth, mv Vci^' _ e'v's mind, Miyht
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charm the firft ot human kind. \ love my Vc^ ^. gye an^ot
'[\ t lil\ .s hue, the rofe's die. The kindline; luftre of an i&y^-; ■V\ho hiit owns their niaf^ir fway, ^y^ ho liiit kno'As the\ all dcrit^'', T^f tourer thrill, the pitying .t'-.iV\ [h( ^!/'<)t''\-<y\[» ,Jirpo(e noblv dear, The ;.'ef;Llf> look thiit H;(|';r' difariiis, 'I he^f o'' h[\ Iiiiinort.il char'Hf).
Dear Ml" Puhlirh.-i.
1 hofj( ig-ainft I return, you will be able to tell rtit
trotn Mr. C'L ^Hl< 1<; if thedr- words will fuit tho tune If the\ don't luit,
I tru-ft think on fonie o'^her Air; as i have a very ftrong private i Mlon
tor wilhire thi-m rn the 2. Volume. Dont forjrft to tranfnilH- me tht
lift of thf Antiquar.an Muf'i . Farowei.
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V\hat faid Ve to the bonn\- bairn iii\ bo^- 'l;imib\?
I praisd.her ten f'ae lovel;)' blue.
Her dimpled chff-k.and cherry mou;
1 prted it ait as \e ina\- true She i';iid, ilie'd tell her Mammv,
I held her tomv beatiny heart"^mv >(;ung m\ fniilinij: l.ammv. "I hae a houfe it roft me dear,
I've walth o' |)lenifhan and geer; ' Ye f( fjet it a v\;ir't ten times mair, gin \o wfll leave \our M.unmv /
'The fmilr gade- nH her bonn\- fare _"l manna lea^r my Mamn;\-.
'.Shes ge en me meat; fhes geen me claife;
'She's been m% comfort a' mv da\s
''M\ Fathers death brought mon\- Vvae s \ canii leave ixiy Mam...\ .
'VWI! tak her ii.niic and ma htr fain, m\' airi kind hearted Lammvi 'V^'e'll gee h(r m'^,•(f; we I! ^'e^ her rhufe. 'We'll be her ronii'Ti ;i. hni- liaysV The wee thing ;.ri es her haml and iuyi^ 'There! gang and afk mv Mamm\
Has fhe been to Kirk wi' ihcc iiiv hay Tamm;y?
She h;js been to Kirk wi' me.
And the tear was in her ee, __-
Hu' Oh! fhe's but a young thing ^u^t conn irae her Mammj-!
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Lang greet till I be weaty / Thou canna, winna, gentle maid.
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And time nae lander fi>iU, jo: Ne er break your heart for ay rebute,
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My Velly, Ift nrvir sick fan'^if s opjjress ye, J'or while ii.y blof)ds warm Tl^ kindly caress ye: Vour bloorii.Miy^ saft heauties first beefed Love's fire, Your virtue and wit make it ay flame the higher. Leave thee, have thee, I'll fiever leave thee. Gang the w;irld as it will, dearest, believe me.
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Wl aft on thy baniss hae we pu'd thf wild gowan. An twjffed a ringlet beneath the hriw thorn. Ahi then each fdfid moment wi' pleafure was glowin. Sweet days o' delight 'vhich can never return!
Now rvcr, wae's me!
The tear fills mine ee. An fair is mv heart wi' the rigour o <pain.
Nae profnt-ct ri-fi.irning
lb gladden life's mornine-. l"'or ^reen waves the willow o'er Captain O Kaine.
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I ("ourted her the lea long nit^ht. Till near the dawning day Vv'hen frankly she to nie did say, Alang >'ith you I'll gae; Jbr Irv-T.ind is a fine countr\. An the Scots to yo\i are kin. So I will gae alang with >r)ii. My fortune to begin.
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Your offer Sirl is ver\ good. An I thank yov. too: said I, But T cannot be your son in law, I'll tell ^ ou the reason why; Mv business calleth me in hasfe I'm the King's servant. 'vmiiiJ, An' I must gae away 'M-s '!;>'/, iS'fraii;^;t on, to K litihinLrh town.
Day being come, an brea'^fnst o'er, O! Te^av liawn thou art my own.
To parlour I was ta'en. My heart lys in thy brr-ast.
The gnodman kindly askd me. An' tho' we it a distance are.
If Id miiry his daughter Jean; Yft still I Ir)v< thff best;
^ ivc hundred marks I'll give to thee, Aitho' w{ at a (iistancebe,
Besides a piece of land, An' seas between us rr)ar;
But scarceh had he spoke the word. Yet I'll be constant, Peggy Bawn,
Till I thought On Vcggy Hav\n. To thee, for ever more.
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But th\' prefence appears from my purfuit to fij-, l.ike the gold coloiird cloud on the verge of the fky; Kg III lire that hangs on th<r green willow tree h fo (hart as the fmilc of thy favour to nie.
In the pulfe of niy heart I have nourifhd a rare Thitt forbids me th\- fweet jnfpiration to fliare; The noon of my youth flow departing I fee; But its \ ears as the\- pafs bring no tidings of thee.
0 Cherub content! at thj- mofs -coverd fhrine
1 would offer my vows if Matilda were mine; Could I call her my own whom cnrapturd I fte,
I would breathe not a vow but to friendfhip and thee.
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I caft mine e>e,and did efpj- A_jouth who irade great clu Tror; And
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Upon his breaft he la\ aloiit;;.
Hard' hy a murin'ring river. And mournful 1\ his doleful fong
With fighs he did deliver; Ah! Jeany's face has comely grace.
Her locks that fhine like lammer. With burning ra^B have cut my da^s;
Tt'or omnia vincit amor.
Her glancy ren like comets fheen.
The morning-fun outfhining. Have caught my heart in Oupids net.
And make me die with pining. Durft 1 complain, nature's to blame.
So curious^- to frame her, Whofe beauties rare make me with care
Cr} , omnL'i vincit amor.
Ye cr>rtal ftreaTiis that fwift!) glide.
Be partners of my mourning. Ye fragrant fields and meadovvs wild.
Condemn her for her fcorning: Let every tree a witnels be.
How Juftly I may blame her; Ye chanting birds, noJe thefe my word*.
Ah. omnia vincit amor.
Had fru." been kind as fhe was fair. She long had been admired.
And been adord for virtues rare, Wh of life now makes me tired.
Thus iaid;, his breath began to fail He colild not /peak, but. ftammer;
He figh'd full fore, apd faid no more. But omnia \incit amor.
When I obfervd him near to death,
I run in haft to fave him. But quickly- he refign'd his bixath.
So AfitV' th-j wound love gave him. Now for her fake this vow I'll make,
M>' tongue fhall ay defame her. While on his hearfel'll write this verfe,
Ahl omnia vincit amor.
Straight I confiderd in my mind
t'pon the matter rightly. And found tho* Cupid he be blind.
He proves in pith moft mighty. For warlike Mars, and thutvdVing Jove,
And Vulcan with his Hammer, Did ever prove the flares of love
For omnia vincit amtor
Hence we may fee th' effe<?^8 of Jove,
Which gods and men keep under, That nothing can his bonds remove.
Or torments break afunder; Nor wife nor fool, need go to fchoolt
To learn this from his grammar; His hearts tke book where hc» to look,
Yor omnia Tincit amor.
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All folks War in a fiery fairv : I wist nocht qua was fac or friend;
Zit quietly I did nu carric But sen the da\s of auld kin^ llanie.
Sir slaii/>hter was not hrrdf nor sf ne. And thair 1 had nae tynie to tair\ ,
Vnv bissiness in Aberdene.
Thuii as I walk it on the way.
To liivrriiry as I went, I met a id tii, and bad him sta^,
Reqiifisiinij liiir to make me quaint. Of the boi^innirii; and the event.
That hipptnir thair at the Harlaw; Then he entrited ntc f;jk tent.
And ht the truth ,'^oiild tomed)aw.
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tr lought iipprv Iridav, July 24,' 1411, against Donald of the Isles.
^ Robert Duke of Albany, uncle to King James 1, The account of this famous battle may be seen in. our Scots histories.
Grit Dorald of the YIes d'id claim.
Unto if'c lands of Hoss sum richt. And to the Qovr rnour "^ he came,
Thaim for to half {jif that he micht; Quha saw his interest was but slicht:
And thairfore answrrt with disdain; Ho hastit haine baith day and nicht.
And sent nae bodward back again.
But DonaJd richt impatifnt
Of that answer Duke Kobert gaif. He vowed to God omnipotent.
All the hale lands of Boss to haif. Or ells be graithed in his graif.
He wald not quat his richt for nocht. Nor he abusit lyk a ^laif.
That bar<'in sou!d be dcniv bochtA'c.
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Wcc Willie Gray. Written for this Work b\-R. Burns.
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8 the;>- are larii.-., an' the fields thc\ grow green.
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Our ancient W^ger for to win.
The Prize nae left than fort\' pun';
To fee them is the beft o' fun, Jal lal^&r.
The rout the town officers held at comTiiand, I'arial,*c.
An' Bullies wi' halberts weel fcour'd, in their hand, Jal Ial,i<:c. To clear the courfe, the caufe was pude. An guide the rabble, wild an rude, >br ilka ane on tip tae ffooJ, lal lal, ^c.
Now Kirkfield frae braw Lefmahago came, T*al lal,^:c. Our filler, nae doubt, for to tak wi' hini ham* Fal lal X.c.
But tho' he cam wi' noife an' din,
The beaft was unco laith to rin',
Fn fhort the lad w»8 ahin, Fal lal itc.
An' Glentowin's horfe, he was fairlj out -worn, t'al lal &c. That wiorninq- he gat a haill firlet o' corn, Fal lal Ike.
His groom kept him but carelefslj-;
"I ho, had he fed him foberlv
Twas thought he wad hae won the grce, ¥:t\ 'a I Ike.
But Kingledore'.s mare, fhe brak aft" at the firft, Fal lal fir.
Sax paces an' mair afore a' the reft, Fal lal iK:c. .She was fae fupple an far ftfjut^ She led tte lave a' round about. An cam in firft -a« fhe gade out, lal Ul kc.
Now Glentowins horfe, he could do nae niair, I'"?-! lal Aic.
An' Kirkfiel's, o'er heavy to har ony fhare, lal lal l<^r. Sue Kingledore's brown •bonn\ mare, Set aff wi' a' our daint\ geas. An caper'd croufly thro' tho- fair Fal lal ^c.
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The banks of the Dee.
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But now hes gone froin we and left roe thus mourning. To quell the proud rebels, for valiant is he. And ah there's no hope, of hi." fpeed^ returning, I'o wrander again on the banks of the Dee. He's gone, haplefs >outh,o'cr the loud roaring billows The kindoft and fweeteltof al' the g;i\ fellows. And loft uie to ftray mong'st thife once loved willowij. The lonelioft maid on the banks of the Dee.
But time and my prsyers may perhaps y^t reftore him, Bleft peace may reftore vay dear fhepherd to me. And when he returns with fuoh care I'H watch o'er him. He nerer fhall leave the fwect banks of the Dee. The Dee then fhall flow, all its beauties difplaAing, The lambs on its banks fhall again be feen placing. While \ with my Jamie am carelefsl\- ftraying, And tafting again all the fwectJ»" of the Dee.
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Scenes of woe and. scenes of pleaswre,,
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ct-nes of woe aii/d scenes of pica . sure. Scenes t'. .t
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lViends,that parting tr>ir rfscrvt- it, I'ho tis df>iibly dtar fn mo; foil Id 1 think T did deserve it, H()v\ much happier woud I be, .S'rehe.s ot woe and Scenes ot plrasun . Scenes that former thought renew; Scenes of woe and Scenes ofploa.'-uic Now a sad an<i last adieu.
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VVre thej- kept clo/l a( v/ark . Ffi» head was like a heathen, hiilh
Beneath his honnet blcie. On his htaid ch- eka frae lug to iiig,
^fls bairdN briftles t^rew. But hunger, like a ^nawint' "aoiuj,
Q«di ruinbrini;; thro' his kvtc. And nothing now l)uf folid g<r(r
Could give his heart del\te. He to the kitchen ran with fpeed,
To his lov'd Madu't ht ran. Sunk down into the chiiiincv nook
With vifa^e four and v^■^\^. fiet up, he cries, my crdh\ love.
Support nrj' finking faui With Ibmething that is fit to rhew,
Bf t either het or caul. This i« the how and hun<.'•r^ hour,
When the beft cures for grief Are cogue fous of thy l\th>- kail.
And a good Junt of berf- Oh Watt\, Watt>, Madge replies,
I but oer jnftlx trow'd Your lore whb thowle^s and that ye
For cakfiUDnd pudding woo'd. Bethink tlie«,Watt^ on that night,
Wh»n all were faft afleep.
How ^e ki{sd nu frae cheek to cheek
Now leave thefc cheeks to dreep. How coud ye ca mv hurdles fat.
And comfort of ,\our fight? How couti ye roofc my dinipl(d han<^.
Now all m)' dimples flight? Why did yov promiie me a fnood.
To bind my locks fae brown? W)u- did you me iine garters height,
Yet let my hofe fa' down 1 O faithlefs Watty think how aft
I mend _) our farks and hofel For you how man} bannocks ffcj^n,
How man\' cogues of brofe. liut hark! the kail bell rings and I
Maun gae link aff the pet; Coiiie foe, ye fiafh, how fnir I {\\cA,
To ftegh _>'0'jr guts,\e fot. The grace was faid.the Mafter ferv'd,
l"at Madge retjurn'd again, Blyth Watt}' raii/e ruid rax'd himfell,
And fidfc^ci Vf was fie fain. He h)d him to the favour^ bench,
Where a warm haggles ftood. And gart hisgool^- thro' the bag
Let out its fat hearts blood. And thrice he cry cl, come eat,dear Madii»o
Of this cklicious fare; ■Syne clawd it aff moft clevrrlv.
Till he could eat naii m.Hr.
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i'll flo't to jouv conttntiiient,. Anii (Jiiina care a sini^:!*? ilie
^or an-v usan s resfntment; For lad\ fan, ihouy^h I appear
To ev r\ ane a tinker, V(t (o \f)iirs(ll rii) bauld to (ell,
S am a [j;entU jinker.
I.ovL Jupiter into a «w -
lurn'd for his loveiv l.eda;
Ho like a bull oer meadows ran, r<) carr\' ait turopa.
Then may not I, as v\ell as he. To cheut \our Ar^us blinker.
And win your love like a]ight\ Jove, Thujs hide aie in a tinkler.
Sir, ye appear a cuniiin^man.
But this fine fil"t \ou'li fail in, l^or there is neither pot nor pan
Of mine >ou'Il drive a nail in. Then bind your budget on your back,
And nails up in your apron, I'br I've a tinkler under tiick
That's us'd to. clout nn> caldron.
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Is afteri laird o' meikle care; but MiiT} she is a' niin« ain,
Ahl Kortujie canna gie me mair. Then Jet me range b\' CalfiHj* banks.
W'i' her the Jaffie dear to me. And catch her ilka glance o' love,
The bonny blink o' Marys ee .
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Ae day a braw wooer, 8C<j.
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A weel stocket mailen hitDsel o't the laird. An*! bridal aff han' was the proffer,
I never loot On, that T ken'd or I car'd. But ihouffht I might get a waur offer.
He Spake o' the darts o my bonnj black een,
. An' o for my love he was diein'; I said, he might die when he liket for Jean, The gude forgie me for liein*.
But what do ye think, in a fortnt^ht or less, (^The diefs in his taste to gae near her^
He's down to the castle to black cousm Bess, Think how the Jade I cou'd endure her.
An' a' the niest ouk as T freted wi' care, I gade to the trvst o' Dulgarlock;
An wha but my bra' fickle wooer was there, VVha glowr'd as if he'd seen a warlock.
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Out owre my left shouther I gied him a blink,
Le«t neighbour shoud think I was saury; My wooer he caperd as hed been in drink,
An' vow'd that I was a dear lassie.
I ppier'd for nry cousin, fu' couthie an sweet.
An' if she'd recoverd her hearin ; An' how. my auld ^ shoon fitted her shachel'd Icct
Gude saf us how he fell a swearin.
He beggcloie for gudesake that I'J be his wife.
Or else 1 wad kill him wi' snrt-ow; An just to preserve the poor bodit- /in life,
I think I will wed hitii to morrow.
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To the Foregoing^ Tune.
' I ""HlC Qu«en o' the Lothians cam cruisin to l<"ife
-*- J'al de fal, lal de ral, lairo, - To see gin a wooer wad tak her for life.
Sing he^., fal laJ de ral, la! de ral, lal de ral,
Ht>, fal lal de ral, lairo. She had na been lang at the brow o' th* hill, ]^al <*tc. Till Jockie cam downfor to visit Lochriell, Sing hey, fal <^r. He took the aunt to the ncuk o' the ha, _ Fal <tr. Whare naebodj heard, and whare nae body saw, _ Sing h.; fal K.r. Madam, he sa^s, I've thought on youradvire _ Val ^c. I wad marr;) _yt>ur niece, but I'm fleyd she'll be nice, — Sin^hcyfil Jockifc, she sa\8, the warks done to >our hand, _ Vul ^c. I'^ve spoke to my niece, and she's at your command, ._ Sing bej i.Afyc. But troth. Madam, I canna woo, _ l<"al &c. Jbr aft I hae tried it, and ay I fa' thro, _Sing he\ fal ^c. l{ut,0 dear Madam, and y-e wad begin _ l*'al 'tc. l*'or I'm as fle>'d to do it, as it were a sin, —Sing he\ fal ^c. Jenn\- cam in, and Jockie ran out, _ Fal ^c. Madam, she says, what hae ye been arbout, _ Sing hty fal <>;c.
Jeiin^, she sa> s, I ve been workin for you, I'al <V< .
for what do ye think, Jockie's come here to woo, —Sing he\ fal <v Now Jenn^ tak care, and dash na the lad, — I'al ^c.
For offers like him are na ay to be had, Sing hey fal fee.
Madam, l!ll tak the advice o' the wise, _- Fal &c.
I. ken the lad's worth, and I own he's a pri/.e, _Sing hey h.I <Vc.
Then she cries but the house, Jockie come here, — YA fee.
Ye've neathing to do but the question to spier, _ Sin^ hoy fal fee.
The question waa spier'd, and the bargain was struck, _ Fal fee.
The neebors cam in, and wish'd them gude luck, _ Sing bey fal ^:c»
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GiicJeen to ^oii kiminer.
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Gud_cen tQ j'ou kim^irer and how de ye do?
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S'uppin hen broo; Dei I tak Kate
An* fhe be na noddin tool We*re a' noddin &c.
Hows a *\i' >ou, KiiiiiTier,
. And how do ye fare? A pint o' the beft o't. And twa pints mair. We're S noddin ^c.
Hows a wi jou, kimmer,
And bow do ye thrive;
How iiion> bairns hae _>^?
Quo* kimmer, I hae five, Were a' noddin ^
Are the)' a* JohnyB?
Ehl atweel no: Twa o them were gotten
VVhen Johny was awa . We're a' noddin ^c.
Cats like milk
And dogo like broo; Lada like lafses wee I,
And lafges lads too. We're a' noddin i^c.
In Brecliin did a wab«ter dwell.
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^nd rjj»!^,;.s >jj« frfMv tf«. tfinn,
I am n»it worfh f? \ srortw,.
The wahster Bworf- » bloody frA\h.
And out hf drew a knif* , If one word ron.e out of th\ h<^t'),
1 vow ni tak* th\ \iU . The mare ay, for fear ii\ .,
♦ietl faintinj; to the if round. And tfToanmjrand moanlne
KeH in a dtadl^ SHOfm.
ThcA took from her the skin; The haunches, and the paunches,
1hf\' quicklj- brought them in: Make haste, dame, said he.
And wash this grease, and dr_j*t, For I will hazard on n\ life.
The do<?^or'8 wife-will bu_>-t.,
rhe\' rumb!cl her, thc_> tumbl'd her,
'Yhfv shot her o'er the brae: With rumb!inti;,-^nd tumbling.
She to the ground did gae. Hut the night being cauld,
And the mare wanting her skin. And diirkness came out o'er the land,
And fain woud she been in. ^c.
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Ycstrttn 1 made ny bed fu' brade. Or came you by \on meadow green.
The night I'll make it narrow; Or saw you my sweet Wilh .''
J'or a' the live lang winters night,
I lie twin'd of my marrew. She sought him east, she sought him west
She sought him brad and narrow;
O cam^ ^ou by yon watjc-r side. Sine in the clifting of a craig,
Pu'd you the rose or lily; She found him drown'd in Yarrow.
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A hMrpkcM heckle, and apiell. With an auld broken pan of brass,
A tar-horn, and a weather's bell. With an auld sark that wants the arse,
\ TTUct fork, and an auld peet creel. An auld-bhnd,Snd a hoodling how. The sprtkea of our auld spinning wheel. I hope, my bairns, ye re a weil now,-, A pair of branks,^ea,and a saddle,
W'ith our auld brunt and broken laddie. Aft have I borne ^e on ii,\ back, ^ whang-bit, and ;• '■nif^le- bit; With a this riff-raff in ny park;
Cheat up, t]]^ bairns-, and dance a fit. And it was a' for want of gear,^
Th;tt i^art me steal Mtss John's grty ma"'
A f!:<ilin,u-st;iff nnd a timmer spit. An auld kirn and a hols m it, Yarn-winnles,and a reel, A f« tter - lock, a trump of steel, A whistle, and a tup horn spoon. With an auld p^ir of clouted shoon, A timmer sp:tc!{ , and a gleg shc^r, A bonnet for nn' bairns to wear.
^ timmer tong.a broken cradle. The pillions of an auld car-saddle, A gullie-knife and a horse-wand, A mitten ff*r *hf- W h hand.
Kut now, my bairns, what ails \e now For y e ha'e naigs enough to plow; And hose and shoon fit for 3 out ffft^ Chtar up, m^- bairns, and dinna grtet»
Then with m\ set I did advise, M\ daddy's gear for to comprj/e; S'ome neii^hbours I c»'d in to see V\ h.<t gear ny dadd\- left to me. 1 hey sat three qtiarters of a _> ear, Compri>'ing of r\:v daddvs gear; And when thev had gien a' their votes, Twas scarcely- a worth four pounds sroN
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Stern winter has left na
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J^cky Among the young lilies, my Jenny, I've stra\-*d.
Pinks, daisies, and woodbines T bring to my maid; Hires thyme swjfetly smelling, and lavender gay, A posy to form for my Queen of the May.
Jenry Ahl Jocky, I fear you intend to beguile.
When seated with IVfoIly last night on a ,sa|e. You swore that you'd love her for ever and aj-, forgetting poor Jenny, your Queen of the Maj'.
Jof ky Young Willy is handsome in shepherds green dress. He gave you these ribbons that hang at ^our breast. Besides three sweet kisses upon the new hay; Was that doriif: like Jenn\, the Queen of the May?
Jenny This garland of roses no longer I pri/.e,
Sinct Jock^, titl.sfr hearted, his passion denie»: Ye flowers so hlooniing, this instant deca\. For Jen in 9 no longer the Queen of the May.
Jocfc^' Believe me, dear Qiaiden,your lover you wrong. Your name is for ever the thtme of mv song; From the dews of pale eve' to the dawning of day, I sm<i but of fcnnv, my Queen of the May.
Jenny Again, balmy comfort with trans|><)rt 1 view, Mv fV us are all vanish'! since Jocky is true; Then to our blyth shepherds the news I'll convey. That Jcniu alone > ou've crown'd Queen of the May.
Jocky Come all \e joung lovers, I praj- >ou draw near. Avoid all suspicion, whate're ma^ appear; Believe not your ej es, lest \ our peace they betray. Then come, my dear Jenny, and hail the new May.,
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Wilhes sake I Willie lo*ed tho' poor, ,c arc try Willie .sttH.
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Yfe canna thok- the- vMnd and rain. Pardon lovei twas a' a snare
Nor wander friendless far frae haaie: The ilocks are safe _we reednupart; Cheer cheer jour heart some richer swain, I'd forfeit. then:i and ten tinies auar, Will soon blot out lost Willies name. To clasp thee, Mary, to my heart.
Sfje I'll tak my bundle in my hand And wipe the dew_drap frae my ee; T'll wander wr^e o*er the land, Vll venture wi' ye o*er the fca.
She Could } e wi' my feelings sport, Or doubt a heart sae warm and true. I should wish mischief on ye fort. But canna wish ought ill to }<>\i.
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Thy cheek is o* the ro.se.> hue.
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V^hin VNO war bairnies on yon brae Aiifl youth vvai) biinkin' bony Ol' l\(l 'A' vvtdl daff the leelan^ cfa\, Oiii )(»vs fu' t>*^tet and monie O.
Aft I wad chare thee oer the lee, •Vnd. round ^bout the thornie tree, Or pu* the wild -flonerH a* for thft. My OnK Joe and dearie O.
I hae' a wish I canna tine Man|t> H the cares that <<rif v«» «i e O. A wifih that thou w(rt fvr-r a,mi). And never iiiuir to kb\c- me O. Then I wad daut thee niji^ht and <in: , Nnr ither war'l_> care v»a,| h.»«' Til! Iifes warn) stream forjfc^ot toplav, Mv ')n!v- for- and dtarie O.
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/^"TO ^*^ O 3\ tr\ imI- sf)f- dariL' Mt, An att n ■, wi<< nut
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M> pain* o* hfll on earth is piist,
I'm Bur«- o bliss aboon man
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*Gac- *WH m* your plaidyl sulci Donald gae* wal
*1 fear na the cauld blaft, the drift, nor the f^aw.
*Gae wa wi' ^our plaidyl I'll no lye befide _>e,
*Ye may be my gutchard, auld Donald gae wa.
'\*m ga*en to meet Johnny, he's young and he's bonm,
'He's been at Meg's bridal, fou trig and fou brawl
'O there's nane dance fae lightl}-, fae gracefu' fae tightl\ ,
'His cheek's like the new rofe, his brow's like the fnaw .
"Dear Marion let that flee ftick faf> to the wa, "Your Jocks but a gowk, and has naething ava, "The haill o his pack he has now on his back, "He's thretty, and I'm but threefcore and twa. "Be frank now and kmdh', I'll bufk you aye- fintl^ ;
*At kirk or at niarket they'll few gang fae braw; "A biin houft to bid? in, a chaife for to ride in.
And flunkus to tend yc as aft as ^e ca'.
My father's a^- telld me, my mithcr and a, 'Ye'd mak' a gude hufband, and keep me ay br:*w, 'It's true I loo Johnny he's gude and hes bonnj-, 'But waes mel je ken he has naething ava. 'I hae little tocher, ;>ou've made a gude offer, M'm now mair than twenty, m\- time is. but fma 'Sae gie me j, our plaidie, I'll creep in befide ye, 'r thought je'd been aulder than threefcfSt-e and tw.-K
She crap in a\ont him, befide the ftane wa
Whar Johnn% was lift ning and heard her tell a.
The da\- was appointed, his proud heart it dunted.
And ftrack 'gainft his fide as if burfting in twa. •
He wander'd hame weary, the night it was drearj .
And thowlefs, he tint his gate deep mang the fnaw.
The Howlet was fcreaming, while Johnn\ cried. Women
V\'ad marr\ auld nick if he'd keep^thcm ay bra.
"O the doel's in the lafsesl thej- gang now fae bra, "The\ 'II I;, -down wi' auld men o' fourfcore and twa,
1 he haill o' their marriage, is gowd and a 'carriage, 'I'lain love is the cauldeft blaft rtow that can blawi But lo'e them I canna nor marry I winna *Wi' on\ daft lafsie. tho' fair as a Queen, TiH love ha'e a fhare o't, the never a'hair ot Shall gang in my wallet at morning or een!'
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Come follow, follow me.
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Knd snoring in th ir nest;
Unhfed, and unes]:.y'(i.
Through key holes we do glide. Over tables, stools and sheKes, We trip it with our I'airN elves.
And if the house -be foul. With filatter, dish or bowl, Vp stairs we nimbl\ en tp. And find the sluts as!tf|!; Then we pinch their arms and thighs: None us hears, and none us t.pies.
But if the house be swept. And from uncleanness k<pf, W^e praise the hous' hold maid. And syreK she is paid: iLver^' night before we go. We drop a teeter in hersi^oe.
Then o'er a mushroom s head Our table-cloth we spread, \ grain of r\«Hor wh.eat»
The diet that v>x eat; Pear!\ drops of dew vH drink. In acorn cups fill'd to the brink.
The brain of nightingales. With unctious fat of snails, Between tv\ocockles stewd. Is meat that's eas'K chewd. And brains of worms K marrow of mice Do make a feast that's wondrous nic«. f
The grasshopper, gnat and fly.
Serve for our minstr*ls>.
Crace said, ne dance a while.
And so the time beguile; But if the- mx)on doth hide h*r head*. The glow -worn) lights u«„ home to b**
o'er tops of deM/y grass
So nimbljy we do pass.
The young and tender stalk;
Ne'er bend^ where we do v-alk; Yet in the morning maj- be seen. Where we *ht Night before Lave been,
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Lord Tbomns and fair Annet.
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Lord Thomas faid a word in Jeft,
Fair Annet took it ill; A. I win never wed a wife
Againft mj- ain friends will.
Gif ye will never wed a wife, A wife will neer wed yce.
Site he is hanie to tell his mither. An' knetd upon his knee:
O rede, O rede, mither, he fa\s, A ^ude rede gie to me.
O fall I tak the nut-biowne bride. And let fair Annet be;'
Ife rede ye tak fair Annet, Thomas, And let the browne bride alane.
Left ^e fould figh, and fay, Alas What is this we brought hame.''
No, r will tak my mithers counfel. And marrifcJJie out o hand.
And I will tak the't^ut-browne bride, Fair Annet maj' leave the lancf.
Up then rofe fair Annets father Twa hours or it MeredaV,
And he is gane into the bowei- Wherein fair Annet lav-
The nut-browne bride has gowd ^ gear. Rife up, rife up, fair A n net, he fa) s, Jair AuRet fhe's gat nane. Put on your filken fheene.
And the little bewtie fair Annet has. Let us gae to St Maries kirk,. O it y(ili foon be gane. And fee that rich weddc-Q..
^nd he ha» to his brither gane. My maids- gae to my drrffing-room. Now, brither, rede ^e me. And drefs to me ray hair,
A. fall r marrie the nut-browne bride, Whair ere ye laid a plait before. And let feir Annet bej". See ye lay ten times mair.
The nut-browne bride has oxen, brother, My maids , gae to my dreffing-rooii.
The hut-browTie bride has kye. And drefs to me m\- fmOck,
I wad hae 3,* marrie the nut-browne bridc,The one half^is o' the hoUand fine.
And ca-it fair Annet by . The other o nc*dk-work.
Her oxen may d)e 1' the houre,Billie, And her kye into the hyrc.
And f fali hae naething to vnyfell But a fat fadge hy the {yre.
And he has till his fifter gane:
Now, lifter, rede _>e ire, O fall T marrie the nut-browne bride.
And fet fair Annet free?
The horfe fair Annet rade upqn* He amblit like the wind,
Wi' filler he was fhod before, Wi' burning gowd behind. .
Four-and-twent;>- filler bells Werrra tied till his mane,
Wi \ae tift o the norland wind. They tinkled ane bj- ane.
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Hadti by fitir Annctl* fide, Ar.J four anr}. twenty fair liidits. As gin fhe had bin a bride.
And whun Oie ean to Marie^ kirkt-, .She- fat on Marie's ftean, "
The ckading that fciir Annet had on h fkinkled in theiceen.
And v\han (he cam into the kirke,
Sh^ -fkimmerd like the fun. The belt that was aboiite her waift ,Was a wi'pearles bedone.
Ibr J did get that ver\- rofe -water Into my inither's wame.
The bride fhe drew a long bodkin Prae out her gay head gear.
And ftrake fair Annet unto the fctart. That word fpak never mail .
Lord^ Thomas faw fair Annet wax paJe, And marvelit what mote bee.
But whan he faw her dear hearts blude, A' wood wroth wexed hee.
He drew his dagger that was fae fharp. That was fae Iharp and meet. She fat her hy the hut-browne bride. And drave it in to the nut broune bride.
And her een they wer fae clear. Lord Thomas he clear forgat the bride. When feir Ann.et drew near.
Ho had a rofe into his hand.
He gae if kiisfes three. And reaching b\ the nut-browne bride.
Laid it on fair Annets knee.
Lp then (pak the nut browne bri'de.
She fpak wi' meikie fpite, An^d wfaair gstt 3* tfoi^ rofe-water
That does xnAk _>ee fae white?
O I did ^t the roCe-^ water
Whair ye wiill neir-^et nane.
That fell deid at his feit.
Now ftav for me,,dear Annet, he faid.
Now fta\-, my dear, he crj^d; Then ftrake the dagger until his heart.
And fell deid hy hir fide.
Lord Thomas was burjd without kirk-wa J'air Annet within the quiere;
And o'- the tane thair grew a birk. The other a bonny briere.
And ay they ^-' w, and a\' thej' threw. As the^- ,v,jhI taine be neare,
And by thi's \e ms\ ken right weil, T^e_)' wer twa luvers deare.
William and Margjaret.
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face was like an April morn clad in a wintry cloud and chy
So ftiail the faireft face appear "VV^y did >t)u % my lips wjts f^^fet,
When >outh and ye&rg are flown» "And made the fcarlet pale?
.Such is the robe that Kings muft wear "And why did I.young witlefs maidi
When Death has reft" their crown. "Believe the flattering' talc? ,
Her bloom was like the fpringing flow'r "That face, a las I no iiiore.-tti -fair.
That fips the filTcr dew; "Thofe lips no longer red: ^
The rofe was budded in her cheek, "Dark are my ejes.nov, clos'd in death,
juft op'ning to the view. "And every churm is ilcd.
Hut love had,like a canker- worm.
Confum'd her fcarh prime.
The rofe ^rew pale, and left her cheek;
She dv'd before her time.
"Awiikel "ihe cr\''d,"thy true love calls,
"Come from her midnight grave;,
"Now let thy pity hear the maid
"Thj' love refus'd to fave.
This is the dumb and dreary hour "When injur'd ghofts complain, "VShen \ awning grtives give up their dead "To haunt the faithlefs fwain. "Bethink thee, Williaml of thy fadlt,
'Th_\- pl^ge and broken oath, "And gne me back my maiden vow, "And give me back my troth.
Wh;>' did >ou promife love to me, "And not that promife keep?
Wh}- did ^'ou fwear my e3'es were bright "Yet leave, thofe e;yeB to weep? 'How could you fay my face was fair, "And >et that face forfake?
Hqw could you win my virgin heart, "Yet leave that l^eart- to break.
"The hungry worm my fiftcr is;
"This winding fhect I wear;
"And cold and wear_)- lafts our night,
"Till that laft norn appear, (^hotire;
"But, harkl the fitick has warnd me -
"A long and late adieu 1
"Come fee,fal{e man! how low (he lies
"Who d\-'d for love of ^ ou.
The lark fung loud,the morning riiiii cl
With beams of rol} red;
Pale William quak'd in ^v^ry Jimb, .
And raving left his bed.
He hy'd him to the fatal place
Where Matg'rets body i&y, (tnrf
And ftretch'd him on the green giafs
That wrapp'd her breathlefs c[:i}'. ^
And thrice he callci on MargVets name, And thrice. he irept full forf^ , Then laid his cheek to her cold grave . And word fpoke never^raore . Such be the fate of vows unpaid. And pledge of sacred lovel Tfi<) thry miily {enipt theyif-ldiii;,'^ rjistid, Th(V re rt^istt -'d abovei
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What ails the lafsps at rue.
I am a young bstchclor winfome a fanner hy rank Nl a^ree am
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Wy bughts of good ftoie are no fcanty. My byras are well ftocked wi'fc}^. Of iTical i' m>- girnels is plenty. An twa or three eafments forby. An horfe to ride out when they re wearj; An' cock with the beft the^- can fee. An then be cad dawtj' and dear_j-, r ffirh what ails them at me.
O, if I kend how but to gain them. How fond of the knack wad I be. Or what an addrefs could obtain them. It fhould be twice welcome to me. If kiffing an' clapping wad pleafe them. That trade I fhould drive till I die; But, however I ftudv to eafe them. They ve ftill an exception at me.
Hehmd backs, afore fouk Tve vvoo'd them, There's wratacks,an cripples,an cranfhaks,
An' a' the tjates o't that I ken. An a' the wandoghts that I ken.
An' v.hen thf \ leugh o' me I trow'd them, Kq fooner they fpeak to the wenches.
An' thought I had won, but what then; But they are ta'en far enough ben;
When r fpeak of matters they grumble. But when T fpeak to them.that's ftately
Nor are condefcending and free, I find them ay trt en nith the gee.
But at my propofals &y ftumble. An' get the denial rieht fiath';
i wonder what ails them at me. What, think \e, can ail them at me,
\ ve tryd them baith highland (Si lowland, f have yet but ae offer to mak' them. Where I a good bargain coucl fee.. If thev wad but hearken to me.
Bat nane o' them fand I wad fall in. And that is, I'm willins> to tak them. Or fay thej wad buckle wi' me. If they their confent wad bat gee;
V\ithjooks an wi'fcraps I ve addrefs<ithem,Let her that's content write a billet. Been with them baith r?iodclt And fi-<5e. An get it tranfmitted to me. But whatfcver way I carefs'i fht-m, I hereb\- engage to fulfil it,
'1 hue's fomething f*ill ails them at me. Tho' cripple, tho' blind fhe fudt be.
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Sing auld Cowl, \x\y yon down by me, Sing auld Cowl, lay you down bj- me,
Scroggatn, lEy Dearie^ ruffum. Scroggam, my Dearie, rbffum. i.
() Tell inc my bonny cCc.
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0 far hae I wander d dear lafsie» To fee thee fail'd the fait fea,
I've 'travfl'd o'er muirlan an' mountain. An houfelefs Iain cauld on the lea;
1 never hae try'd yet, to reiak love to ony.
Never loe d om , till ance I loe'd jou, -An now were alane in the greenwood fae bonny. Now, tell me dear lafsie the way for to woo.
What care J, for jour wandering, laddie.
Or yet for your failing the fea. It was na for nought ye left Pegg\-,
My tocher it brought _>e to me; An fajy-, hae ye goud for to bufk me ay gaud^-.
Ribbons an pearlins an breaftknots enow, A houfe that is canty, wi' plenifhin* plenty.
Without them, ye never need come for to woo.
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I hae naC goud to bufk ye a\' gaudy.
Nor jet, buy ribbons enow, I brag not o' houfe or ©'plenty.
But, r ha'e a heart that is true; f came na for tocher, I ne'er heard of ony.
Never lo ed Peggj-, nor e er brak my vow; I ve wander'd, poor fool, for a face faufe as bonny;
[ little thought this was the wa^- for to woo.
Hae na ye roofd my cheeks like the morning.
An roofd my cherry red mow. Ye ve come oer the Sea, Muir, and Mountain^
What mait* Johnny need ye to woo; An far ha'e ye wander'd 1 ken, my dear laddie.
Now ye hae found me, ye ve nae caufe to rue, Wi' health we'll ha^e plenty, I'll never gang gaud\ ,
I ne er Kifh'd for mair than' a heart that is true.
She hid her fair face in his bofom.
The tear fill'd ilk lovers ee. An fabbclbj- the fide o' the burnie.
While the mavis fang fweet on the tree; He clafpci her, he prefs'd her an cad her his honey*
Look'd in her face wi' a heart leel an' true. As aften fhe figh'd an faid, my dear Johnny*
Nae body need tell ye the wa\' for to woo.
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That bonn^- face o thine;
O dinna, dinna fhaw that breaft
That never can be mine I
Wi' love s fevereft pangs
My heart is laiden fair, ^grow
An oer m_\- breaft the grafs maun
IE re 1 am free frae care!
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What ails this wTitrj^- ce?
V\7iat gars me ay turn ca!d as death.
Whan I tak' leave o* thee?
When thou art far awa'
Thou'It dearer grow to me.
But change o' fouk an change p' place,
M:'y gar thy fancy Jee,
Then I'll fit down and moan,
Jult by _>"on fpreadin' tree,
An^ gin a leaf fa* in my lap,
I'll ca't a word frae theel
Syne I'll gang to the bower.
Which thou wi* rofes tied,
Twas there by mon\' a blufliing bud
I ftrove my love to hide.
I'll doat on ilka fpot W^har I ha'e been wi tfcee I'll ca to mind fome fond love tale By evry burn an tree. Tis hope that cheers the mind. The' lovers abfent be; An when I think I fee thee ftill, 1 think I'm ftill wi' thee.
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Was na Robin bauld,
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And me the Eller's dochter? Robin shure fie.
Robin proinis*d a<e A' an- mnter Wttle;
Fient haet ho had but three Qoos feathers and whittle, Robin shure '^c
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Macgj, quoth he, and by my bags,
Tm fidging fiin to see >-ou; Sit down b\- ux-, u :\ bonn_y bird.
In troth I Kinna stter thee: tor Vm a piper to my trade,
M\- name is Rob the Ranter; The lasses loup as they were daft
When I blaw up my chanter.
Piper, quoth Meg, hae you your hags.
Or is your drone in order? If you be Rob, I've heard of >ou.
Live you upo' the border? The lasses a\ baith far and near.
Have heard of Rob the Ranter; I'll shak m> foot wiVij/ht good will,
Oif _>ou'H bhiw up your chanter.
Then to his bags he flew wito .^pct.l.
About the drone he twisted, Meg up, and wallopcl o'er the tfttm,
Pbr brawly coud she frisk it. Weeldone,quoth he;r!a\- iip,quctjt sh.-
Weel bob'd,quoth Rob the HiDier *Tis worth my while to pla\ in'it< J,
VVhen 1 hae sic a dancer.
'^eel hae you. pla\-cl your part ouiihMe;?
Your cheeks are like the crinison; There 8 nane in Scotland pl;?vs sac wpr!.
Since we lost Habby Simpson. I've liv'd in Fife, baith maid and wife.
These ten j ears and a quarter; Gin 3 ou should come to Enster fair.
Spier ye for Maggy Lawder.
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' A Cogie of ale, and a pickle ait meal,
A coffic of ale and a pick!e ait meal, \nd a daintj- wte
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As I view our Scots Imis, in their kilts and cockades, A' blooming and fresh as a rose, man; I think wi' mNSel', O^ the meal and the ale. And the fniits of our Scottish kail brose, man. Then hey for the cotjie ^c.
When our brave highland bhides,wi' their clajmores and plaids, in the field, dri\^, like sheep, a' our foes, man; Their courage and pow'r, spring frae this, to be sure, They re the noble effects of the brose, man. Then hev for the cogie k.c.
But _>our spindie shank'd sparks, wha but ill set their sarks. And jour pale i'isag^d milksops, and beaus, man, \ think when l see them, 'twere kindness to gie them, A cogi* of ale and of brose, man, Then hev for the co^ie &c.
The Dumfries Volunteers. Written for this^Work b> Robert Burns.
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O let us not, like fnatling curs.
In wrangling be divided. Till, flap, come in an unco Ioun« And wi a rung decide it; I Be Britain ftill to Britain true, Aniani; ourfels united: For never but hy Britillt hands Maun Btitifb wrangs be righted. For never but <tc.
The kettle o* the Kirk and State, Perhaps a clout may fail int;
But deil a foreign tinkler loiin Shall ever ca a nail in't:
Our fethet-8 blude the kettle boughtl
Ajid *»ha lAad dare to fpoil it, By Hca^tn9, the farrilc^ous dog Shall fuel be to boil iti By Heavens, <tc.
The wretch that would a Tvrnnt own.
And the wretch, his tme fworn brother. Who would tet the Mob :ibove ihc throne,
Mr.\' the^ be dainn'd toLrefher. Who will not finir, (^od i-.vo the km^r;
Shall hang- as hiirh's the fteeple; But whiJ,e MX: f!ng,Ged favc the kj«i^-.
We 11 ne'er forget the People. But while wo fing &c.
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I ve betn in the lowlands whpre the\- fnear the fhttp, i^n' up in the highlands where the\- pu the heathe?, I ken a bonnv ladie that ?o*es me weel, But he's far far aw a that 1 loe far better.
But I'll write a letter; an' fend ic to him.
An tell him hes dearer to me then cm,
^n' that I've ay been fbri-_%', fen he {^af d awi',
Tho hes far far away, _) ft he's dear dear to iiif.
If winter war' paft, an the fimmer come in. When daifies an' rofes fpring fae frefh an bonnv. Then I will change my filfcs for a plaiddm coat. An' avsa to the lad that is dear dear to me .
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O what lafsie what does ^our highlaiid laddie wear, (' what lafsie whai does >'Our highland laddie wear, A fcarlet coat and bonnet blue with bonny jeliow hur, And none in the world can with my love compare.
O where and O where is yx>uT highland laddie gone,
O where and O where is _vour highland laddie gone,
Hes gone to fjght for George our King, and left nic all aton«'
Ibr notle and brave's my loyal hig'hlandman.
O what lafsie what if \our highland lad be flain,
O what lafsie what if vour hi^-^hland lad be lluiii
O no triie love will be his guard and bring him fafe again,
ibr 1 never could live withoui my highlandman.
O when and O when w^ jour. highland lad come hamc, O when and O when will your highland lad come hame, VVhen e er the w^r is over he'll return to n»e with fame.
And Til plait a wreath of flow'rs for my lovcij- highiand'man .
O wi*at will you claim for jour conftancj- to him, O what will you claim for your conftancv to him, 111 claim a Prieft to marry us, a Clerk to f^rv Amen, And ne'er part again from my bonqj- highlandman.
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Colin Clocrt
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A' frac- his fl7tp_lefs ntft. Love that raifts fic a cla^mour.
cuoft his Klammir o'er poor Coiin luck _ lefs lad.
Cruel Jennv, lack a (lAiCeyl
Lang had gart him grtet an grane,
^olins pate was haftlins era/)-,
ycnny laugh d at Colins pain,
Slawly up his duds he gathers,
SiiiwI}-, flawij' trudges out.
An' frae the fauld he drives his wedders Ati a' the day I grane an grummte.
Happier far than Colin Clout. Jenm-, this is a' for thee.
What is this? cries Colin glowVin', Glaiked -like, a'' found about, Jenn^-, this is paft endurin; Eteath maun eaie poor Colin Clout. A the night I tofs an tummle. Never can I clofe an e'e
Now the run,rai8d frae his nappie, •Set the Orient in a low,
Drinkin, ilka glanrin* drappie, I' the field, an a" the knowc. \l.mv a birdie, fweetly fingin, Flalferd brifkly round about; An' mony a daint\- iluw'rie fpringin, ^'"*ere bl) the but Colin Clout.
Ve'll hae nane but farmer Patie, Caufe the fallows rich I trow, Abfins, tho' he fhoud na cheat Ae, Jenny, \e'll hae caufe to rue. Auld, an gl.e\d, an' crooked -backed. Siller bought at fic a price, Ahl Jenn^ , gin ye lout to-tak' it, Ko'k will fay ^eVe no o'er nice, i^c.^c
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And I'll keep it a' my life, Lnti> that I meet wi' a lad
Wha has (enfe to wale a good wife. Jbr though I fay*t mjfell.
That ftiou'd nae fay't, tis true. The lad that gets me for a wife,
He*U ne*er hae occafion to rue."
* gang ay fou clean and fou tofh.
As H the neighbours can tell; Though iVe feldom a gown on my hack
But fie as I fpin myfeU. And when 5 am clad ir> m_\' coutfcj,,
I think myfell as braw As Sufie, wf a' her pearling
Thats tane m\- laddie awa*.
But 1 wifh thej- were buckled together. And may they live happy for life;
Tho* Wiilit- does flight mc,ands Jeff int, Ihe chield he deferves a good wjfc.
But,Ol Tm bl>th that I »c mifs'd him* As biyth as I weei can be;
For ane th;<t*s fae keen o the fllUr Will nevt r agree wi* me.
But as the truth is, l*m hearty,
I hate to be (crimpit or T^ajif; The wie thing I hae, I'll muk ufc o't.
And nae ane about me {}iri!I want. for I'm a good guide o the war id,
I ken when to ha'd and to gie; For whinging and cringing for filler
Will never agree wi' me.
Contentment is better than riches.
An' he wha has that has enough; The mafter is feldom l:ie hnppj-
As Robin that drives the plough. But if a \oung lad woud caft up»
To niak me his partner for fife; If the ch'f id haa the feijfe to be hripp^.
He'll i:t t>n his feet for a wife.
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Bijf for n irodtft ^rarf fu' mein 'I h»- Ilk* I never faw.
\ bonn^ l.tfs I will confefs.
Is pN-nfant to the t-V, But without fomc better qualities
•Sh« 8 no a lafs for me.
•Shis drefses ay fat- clean and neat.
Both decent and ^( nteel; And then there's fomethin^ in her ft^it
Oars ony drefs look wee I.
A ^aud\ drefs and gentle air M:.^ flightlj touch the heart,.
But its innocence and modeftN- That polifhes the dart.
«ut Neifys looks are blythe and fweet.Tis this in Nelly pleafes me. And what is beft of a\ 'Tis this enchants my foul;
Mtr r^pulrttion is compleat. For abfolutely in my breaft
And fur without a flaw; She reigns without controul.
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When I think on my lad.
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Love fpic-rs na advice
Of parents oer »vife. That iiave but ac bairn like nic,
Tbat looks upon rafh.
As naethir.^ but frafli. That fhackles what ftould be- frr r
And tho* my dear lad
No ae penn\ had, .Since quaJities better ha^ he;
A' beit I'm an Heirefw,
I think it but fair is. To love him fince fae Iove« roe.
Then, my dent Jamie«
To thj- kind Jcanie, Hafte.hafte thee in oVr the fea^
To her wha can find
Nae ea(e in her mind« Without a biyth fijrht of thee.
Tho ir.\ dadd\ forbad.
And ni\ iDinnv forb;id. Forbidden ! will not be;
Viiv fince thou alorw
\t\ favour h.dt won, Nnnt elfe fhall e'er ^ct it for inc.
Ytt them VU not grieve. Or without their leave,
Oie try hand as a v\if( to thee: Be content with a heart. That ran n<^erdiftrt,
Till they ceafe to rifpofr or be. My parentH mr.', pro,\e V« t fritnd in our lf)Vf ,
V^hen our firm refolves fh«'\ fn: Then I with pleafwr* VSilI >ieH vip my trini-trf.
And a' th;>t love or'^^ rs J^ th<?cr
Ketnrn hatnewarr}
My h<yrt letTe fie fantalie. Love onI>- where thou haft good caufe; Sir
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To what effect fhould thou be thrall?
Be huppy in thine ain free will, Mv heart, be never beftiaU
But ken wha does thee good or ill,
At haire with mc then tarry ftill. And fee wha can btft play their paws.
And Itt the fi!h- fling her fill. For fint a crum of thee fhe faws.
Tho fhe be fair I will not fen/ie.
She's of a kind with mony mae; For why they are a fellon inen/.ie
Ihat fccmcth good and are not fae. M>- heart, take luither fturt nor wae
For Mf|j, for Marjory, or Maufe, But be thou bi> th,and kt her gae,
J'or fint a crum of thee (he faws.
Hfniember, how that Mtdt-a
Wild for a fight of Jafon vied,
i^cinembtr how that jouni^ Crtffida 1^4'r Trojjus for Dioirtr(( •
Kemeniber FTelen as we read, Bi-ought Trov from biifs unto bare was:
Then kt her gae where (he may fpccd For fint a crum of thee (he faws.
Becaufe Oie ffiid I took it ill»
Tot her depart my heart was fair. But » WHS beguil'd; gae where fhe wiH,
Bfcfhrew the heart that firfr takes rare.
But be thou merr^^- late and air. This is the final end and claufc.
And let her feed and foulh- fair For fint a crum of thee fhe faws.
N^eer dutit again within mv- breaft, \e*c-r let her flights th\- coura(£?e fpili,
Nor gi^ a fob altho* file fneeft,
Shes fuirc-ft paid that g«t8 her will i She's geek as gif { mean'd her ill.
When ft* glaicks paughtv in her brrms; Now let her fnirt and f\ ke her fill,
For fint a rrDU) of thit fbi fiv»N,
-My Lirfy.s gowok there's chairs upoii't. Chorus Wntrtn for this Work by Robert Burn.s.
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lVi\- Ladys white, m^^- Lad\'s red .Sae sweetFv move hergent\ limhs,
^nd kith »nd kin o Cassilhs Hlude, Like music -notes o* Lovers hvmiist
But her tenpund lands o tochrr gude The diamond -dew in hereen n.»p hfur.
Were a the charms his Lordship, fo'ed, Wher« laughing fove sae wanton eviinis. My Lady's gown ftd, M\- Lad\*s gown i'i.c.
Out r>er yon moor, out o'er 3 on' moss. My Ladys dtnk,nnv Lady's drest,
^^^Jare gor-cocks thro' the. heather pass. The flower and f:«nry o* the west?
There wons auld ColinV bonie lass. But the Lassie that man loes best,
N lil>- in a wildemegs, O that's the Lass to mak him blest. My Lady*a gown <tec, M3- Lnd>*8 gown «tc.
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ftay this ae night wi* jour love, an (|inna gang an Ictivo lue.
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Urifls.Its but a night an* haV a day that 1*11 leave niv dearie,- But a night an ha'f a da^- that I'll leave my dearie. But a night an' ha'f a day that I'll leave my dfarir. When e'er the fun gaes weft the loch, I'll come again an' fee thfPi
"^low. Dinna gang my bonie lad, dinna gan^- :»n' leave me, Dinna gang my bonie lad, dinna gang an leave me. When the lave arc (bund afleep lam dull an eerie. An a' the lee lang night I'm fad, wi* thinkin* on my dearie. .
Brifk.O Dinna think bonie lafsie iVn gaun to leave you, Dinna think bonie lafsie I'm gaun to leave you, Dinna think bonie lafsie I'm gaun to leave you. When e'er the iiin gaes out o' fight I'll come again an' fee ^j-ou.
Slow. Waves are rifing oer the fea, winds bla loud an' fear ree, Waveg are rifing o'er the fea, winds bla loud an' fear me. While the waves an winds do roar, I am wae an dreary. An gin ye lot me as ye fa), ye winna gae an leave me,
. ^^ Brifk.O Never mair bonie lalsie will I ?ang an' leave thee.
Never mair bonie lafsie will J gang an leave thee.
Never mair bonie lafsie will t gang an' leave thee.
E'en let the warld gae as it will, Hi ftay at hame an cheer thte;
Slow.Frae his hand he cooft the ftick, 1 winna gang an leave thee.
Threw his plaid into the neuk, never can I grieve thee.
Drew his boots an' flan^ thett hy, cryd vay lafs be cheeric,
m kif» the tear frae aff thj- cheek, an* never leavei my dearie.
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D //in I were Cairlj shot o' her.
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* O ftm I were faidv shot o her fairh- fairfv lairK-
\y fairly fairfj- shot o her,,
dance on the tap o her. lill we were njarriedn cou'd na see lig^ht till her
for a {lonth after a* thing av gaed right wi* her but these ren%earftlhae
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praiyl foT a wright to her O gin 1 were iair_I\ shot o' her
N«ne o her relations or frien's cou^d h\av wi'her The neighbotn-R and batrn« are fain to fly frac her. An* I my atn sell is forr't to gie way till her O irin T were fairl}- Xlc.
She gangs a\e sae braw, she's sae nnckle pride in her There's no a goodwife iu the haill country side like her VV'i dress an* wj* drink the d -I wadna bide wi' her O gin T ^eiff fairly J^c.
If the tinr© woji^ but conie that to the kirk gate wi* her Ah into the jerd l*d mak my Nt>li quit o* her Id th*n be as bl\th as first v\htn I met wi* her O gin ! were fairly kx.
Hey my kitten my kitten.
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Chicky,cockow, my lily cock; . See, fee, CiC a downy J Gallop a trot, trot, trot. And hey for Dublin towny. This pig went to the market; •Squeek moufe, moufe, mou^-; Shoe, fhoe, fhoe the wild colt. And hear thy own dol doufv.
Where was a jewel and pett}. Where was a fugar and fpicy; Rufh a b;tba in a cradle.
And we'll go abroad in a tricj".
Did a papa torment it?
Did.e vex his own babyrdid-e?
Hufh a baba in a bofiej
Take ous own fucky: did.e?
Good-morrow, a pudding is broke". Slavers a thread o cryftaU Now the fwcet pofset cornea up; Who faid my child was pif« all? Come water my o^ickens, conie dork Leave off or hell cmwl yDu,he'll crawl you; Come,gie me your hand,ane I'll beat Irttn; Wha was it vexed vty bab>'?
Where was a I.tuffh and » craw; Where was- a g'gling honey? Good.\-, cood child Ihall be ied But na'Qghty child ftall get nony Get ye gone, raw-head. and biwody bonc» Here is a child that i«ont (cur yt* Couie pifsy,pifsy, my jewel, And ik, ik av, my deary.
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Sweetest May. Written for this Work b> Hobejct Burns,
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Proof o* shot to Birth or Mone>;v, Not the wealth^-, but the bonie; Not high-born, but noble-minded. In |-ove*» silken band can bind it.
Argyll is my ni^me.
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Arg\ I! is my nam e» and you tna\- think it strringe,Tn live at a'
h;tve fac*d in citj' or battle 1 ne'er was disgrace! I do evV^- thing for wy
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Adieu to the courtie of London town, lor to my ain country I will gang down; At the sight of Kirkcalc{^ ance again, I'll cock up my bonnet, and march amain. O the muckle de*il tak a* your noise and strife, l*m fuliy resolv'd for a country Uie, Where a' the bra' lasses, wha kens me wcl!. Will feed me wi* bannocks o* barley-meal.
ril quickly lay down my sword and ti:j gun. And ril put my plaid and my bonnet on, Wi' my plaiding stockings and leatlier-heeTd shoon; Thcv'li mak me appear a fine sprightly loon. And when I am drest thus frae tap to tae, Hame to my Maggie I think for to gae, Wi' niy claymSre hanging down to my heel. To whang at the bannocks o' barley meal.
Fil bu> a fine present to bring to my dear, A pair of fine garters for Maggie to wear. And some pretty things else, I do declare. When she gangs wi' me to Paisley fair. And whan we are married we'll keep a cow, M\ Maggie sail milk her, and I will plow: We'll live a' the winter on beef and lang-kail. And whang at the bannocks o' barley-meal.
If m^- Maggie shou'd chance to bring me a, son. He's fight for his King, as his daddy has done; ril send him to Flanders some breeding to learn. Syne hame into Scotland and keep a farm. And thus we'll liA-e- and industrious. be. And wha'll be fae great as m\ Mi.^i^iit and ni«-; We'll soon grow as fat as a Norway seal, Wi' feeding on bannocks o barley-meal. <<ic. >^c. '<ic,
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Tho* blufiiing I daftly fay no viae on with your ftrain And doubt not to g»rn.
For I ' h»te to lead apes below. l/ntyd to a nmn, Do whnte'er wf- c?tn.
We never can thrive or dow, I hen I will do well. Do better what will,
And 1st them (cad apea below.
Our time is precious. And gods are gracious
That beauties upon us beftow Tis not to be thought We got them for nought
Or /to be fet up for a <how. Tis carried by vot'os. Come kilt up your coats
And let us to "Edinburgh go. Where fkc that's bonn\- M&y catch a John\-.
And never lead apes below.
Gently blivv SCc.
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f\C^O<y^ Cfr.tl\ >)lnvv \e fast .fin br« « /.:.s. Hide >our piercin|^'
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Krae ^rief o mind that ;dt does foirftif FTandso'neshH[ie, fhe chf)iCe o iinUire VlakiPi; life a drear\ 'are Wonder o' the d;i\ atul nitrht
f) she's bonii^^^-'c. O she's bonn\r''Z( .
Vor shes as- the new bfawn rose If, but this bud and bonrn blof^som
That s nourishd vsith the sinin;ers sun * I could say twereonl^ hjiiu
Her sillies is like the sweet repose lof plant it deep within 1113- bosoiij Man seeks when his last sand 19 run An round nv heart Id it entwine
O she's bonr\ <*lc. (> she s bonny fie.
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Where lore is planted there it grows. It buds and blows like an)- rofe It has :« fneet and pleafant fmc-ll. No floAi- on earth can it exrel.
J put my hand .into the biifh. And thought the fwectcft rofe to find, But prick'd my finger to the bone. And left the fweetcft rofo behin'!.
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She call'd upon her ftrvant man.
Her fervant that on her did wait,
"Gae open thr >etts, both braid and wide,
"And let the- poor pedlar in in in,
"And let the poor pedlar in. He fet the >etts, both braid and wide. And let the poor pedlar in; And then fhe took him by the coat neuks. And ftie led him from room to room room room.
And fhe led him ^c.^ Till he came to my lady's room, Mv lady's room where fhe lay; •*i wad gie a* my pack he fai(i, **Jor the night of a ga> lad}', lad\ ;
*'>br the night <tc. "Wilt thou gie me my park again, "M\' pack, and my pack pinn, "An thou gie me my pack he faid, "I'll gie thee both broach and ring, ring ring,
"I'll gif thee both &c. "I'll no gie thee thy park again, "Th\ pack nor thy pack pinn; "I'll no gje thee thy pack fhe faid. ^
"Tho* thou wad greet till thine t>eB gae blin gae blin,
"Tho* thou wad Sic. Out then fpal- the noble k)rd. Out of his bow'r within, "O who is this into my houfe **That makes fuch a noife and dinn dinn dinn.
"That makes <tr. "As I came throu^li>our garden Sir, "I pull'd fome of > our flowers; "A box of fpice was in m\ park, "And I borrowed a morter of }ours of } ours.
"And I borrowed i'ic. "Ci'e the poor pedlar his pack again, "His park and his pack pinn, "Keep nathing frae a poor pedlar, "Who has a' his living to win to win.
"Who has fee. Shi took the pack by the twa neuks. And fhe flantr it out o'er the wa\ *'rpo' my footh, quo the poor pedlar, "My pack it has gotten a fa' fa' fa".
"My pack fee. He took the pack upon his back. Went finging out o'er the lee, **0 r ha'e gotten my pack again, "And the kifs of a gay lady l«f^y.
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You ^sk me ch^rminc; fair.
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a chartfting fair Why tnus 1 pensive go.
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If nredn no tua^ft- lUn,
To know whence ij.\ alarh)«« Kxrimine >our own heart,
Go read them in your rharnis. V^Tieneer the youthful quoir,
'\lonLC *he ^»^e advance. To raihc, Ht >our dssire,
'I'he lay, or form the dance.
tttnefiVertt to cai h.
You noHie kind urace afford, Qtntit in rlifed or ^^peech,
A smile or friend I\ word. Whilit on niV love \ou put
No Value; On the »ame, . As if uij fire was but
.SoH;e paltry rillaj^e flame.
At this my colour flitsj
IVI\ breast with sorrow heaveB, The pain I would disr^tii.vc.
Nor Ulan nor iiiaid dec< ives. My love stands all displav d.
Too strong for art to hide. How soran the hearts b«tra^ d
With huch a clue to ijuidel
How cruel 18 im fate,
.\ifronts .1 could have born, Vo u lid c(j iiifort in } iru r hate.
Or triunvpli'd in >otir scorn. Kut whilst 1 thus adore,
I'ov Jriv'n to wild desp»ir; f hidiffetence is mote ■ Than raging love can bear.
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O ken _ve how Meg o the mill was married, • And ken ye how Meg o' the mill was married; The Frieft he wa« «xtercl, the Clerk he was carried. And that's how Meg p the mill was married O ken ye how Meg o' the mill was bedded. An ken ye how Meg a the mill was bedded; The groom gat fac fu' he fell awald befide it. And that's how Meg o the mill was bedded.
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How fweet iy the fcene.
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O lang hae 1 lo d , he*" an loe , her fu' dearl_)-. An' aft hae I precd o' her bonn\- fweet mow. An aft hae I read in her ee blinkin clearh', A language that bade ire be conftant an true! Then others may doat on their fond war'ly treafure. For pelf, fill)- pelf, they may brave the rude fea; To love my fweet lafsie be mine the dear pleafure Wi' her let me live _and wi' her let me die!
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fbndlv he'll repeat her name; I'or wharo er he diffar.!: roves
Jockev's heart is ftill at hame.
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Am titjht aB ony fillc: Hide that fweet face of thirte,
O {i( k a leg was never fien. That I may only be the man
Her fkin was white as milk; Unjoys thefe looks divine.
Ht r h.ijr was black as ane could wilh, O do not proftitute, my dear,
A till (wcrt fweet was her mou; Wonders to common view.
Oh. J«an> diiintily can kifs. And I, with faithful heart, fliall fv\ear
Hut whjit's th;it to you? For ever to be true.
The rnff- and lily baith combine
To m;»kc my jeany fair. There is no bcnnifon like mine,
I hrtve am^ill: n;ie care; Onl\ I fear my Jcsmys tace
M;n raufe mae mtn to rue. And fh;u may e'-*'' ""' f^'V, Mas.
Kilt haTs thrnt to vnu.
King Solomon had wives enew.
And mon\- a concubine; But I enjoy a blifs mair true;
His jo}8 were fhort of mine: And Jeany 8 happier than they,
She feldom want« her due; All debts of love to her I'll pa^.
And whatV that to you?
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Little wat }e, &c.
M'. Gilvny of Drumglafs is coming.
J ^'igtons coming,NithsdaIes coming;, j Carnwaths coming, Keninures coming, j Derwentwater and Fofters coming
Withrington and Nairn's coming Little- wat ye, J<ic.
Blyth Cov^hill anrJ a's comin^j
The Laird of M? kitofh is cominp:, M? Crabie and M? Donalds coming. The M? Kenzies and M^PherfJjns comint; A' the- wild M? Craws* coming.
Little wat ye, kc.
Donald Gun and as coining.
big. They gloom, they glowr,thcj look iui:
At ilka ftroke they'll fell a Whig;
They'll fright the fudn of the I'ockpu'Jv
For mony a buttock bares coming.
Little wat ye,Mc.
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A heart that warmh' feems to feel; 'Ihaf feelin heart but acks a pnrt,
Tis rakifh art in Hob Mofsi^'iel. 'I he fr.iv.k addrefs, the foft carefs.
Are woiTe than poifoned darts of ftcel, '1 he frank :ic'« 'n f«, and politef'ie.
Are all firufHe in Hob Mofsuicl.
O lay thy loof iii mine lafs Chorus Written for this Work b\ Robert Burns
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«■ Saw ye the Thane « meilde pride. Red aneer in hii
Harki hark! or was it but; the wind, Kestoreagain that blooming rose. That through the ha' did sing; \aur rude hand pluckt awa^
HarkI harkf.agen.a wa^-Iike sjound, Hestore again his Mary fair,
riie black woods round do ring. Or you shall rue his fa*. *Tis na for naught, bauld Duncan cr\'d.
Sic. shouting on the wind. Three strides the gallant Duncan tuk,
Syne up he started frae his seat. He struck his forward spear:
A throngof spears behind. Gae tell thy master, beard less.jouth.
We are nae wont to fear. Hafltc, h-aste, my valiant hearts, he said. He comes na on a wassail rout,
Anes mair to follow me; Of revel, sport, and play;
We'll tueet yon shouters by the burn. Our swords tjart l^kme proclaim us men,
I guess wha they may be, Lang ere this ruefu da\ .
But wha is he that speids.sat fast,
Frae the slaw .mal^ching thrang? The rose 1 pluckt o' right is mine, Sae frae the mirk cloud shoots a beam. Our hearts together grew,
The sk_y 8 blue face alang.
Sopie messenger it is, tuayhap, Then not at peace I trow.
My master, Duncan bade me rin, And say these words to you.
Like twa sweet ro.se.s On ae stak ^rae hate to love she flew.
■Swift as a winged shaft he sped; 15ald Duncan said in Jeer,
Gae tell thy master, beardless jrouth. We ait nae wOnt to fear.i'tc ACc >^c
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YeB, plaintive sounds, yet, yet delay,
Howe*er toy love repine. Let that gay minute pass awa> ,
The next perhaps is ihine. Yes plaintive sounds, no lonsjcr crost.
Your griefs shaJ! soon bo o'er, Her cheek undimpled now, has lost
1 he smile it lately wore.
Yes, plaintive sounds, she now is _yours, Tis now ^our time to move;
Essay to soften all her pow'rs. And be that softness, love.
Cease plaintive sounds,^ our task is done
That anxious tender air Proves oer her heart the conquest won,
1 see }ou melting there.
Return ye smiles n^ntti again.
Return each sprightly grace, T yield up to your charming reign.
All that enchanting, face. 1 take no outward shew amiss.
Hove where they will, her e\es, •Still let her smiles each shepher.J b/ess,
•So she but hear ruy sighs.
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TraitorJ coward! 'ttirn 'arid fleel
By opprefsions woes and painsl By your Tons in frrvile chains! ' We will drain our deareft veins, "But they fhall be-fhall be free!
Wha for Scotland's king and law Lay the proud ufurper* low!
' Jreedom's fword will ftrongly draw, "Tyrants fall in every foe;
Free-inan ftand, or fre«-nian fa', 'Liberty's in everj- blow! "Caledonian! on wi' me! "Forward! let us do, or die!"
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Gave double beauty to the fcene The lofty fpires of H.ii.tf in vjcw,
On ever\- fide th< wavii-.j^^ grain: The tales of love n.y junic told,
Jm fuch a fa ft .tn moving ftrain. Have fo engag'd m\ tender heart,
I'm loth to leave the place ag^ain.
Kut if the Jatcs will bo fuo. kind.
As favour irv return oricc more. For to enjoA' the peace o' mind.
In thofc retreads 1 hud before: No-.v, fnrev, ■ ^ ! Kanff! the nimble fteedt--.
Do l)e;tr me hence, I muft awaj, Yet time perh;ips may bring me back.
To part nac mair from fcen^s fog;v.
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Quo sl:e,llioL; has a giidc grey mare. That'll rin o'er hills baith low (^ hie; Ciae tak the gvej- mare in th\- hand, And leave the foal at hame wi me. Qac (ak', kc.
And tak' ;i lialter in thy hose. And o thv purpose'dinna fail; Hut V!/ap it oer tlie v\aiitori's nose; And tie her to the grev mare's tail: Hut wap,fec.
.Syne ca' her out at \tiVi back Acate, Qer aH)ss aiuJ muir and ilka dale, Kir she'll ne'er let tlie wanton bite.
Till she come hame to her ain foat. l^br she'll, .'<cc.
So he is up to England gane. Even as fast as he can hie. Till he came to King Henrj's _>"eate; ] And wha' was there but King Henrv- ii Till iie, f^c.
Come in, quo' he, thou silly blind Harper; i And oi thv harping let me hear, O. by m\ sooth, quo' the silh- blind Harp Id rather hae stabling for my aiare. Ol by 11. y, Mc.
The King looks o'er his left shoulder, And says unto his stable groom, Gae tak the siHj' poor Harpers mare, ' And tie her 'side my wanton brown. | Gae tak, <^c.
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And ay he harped, and ay he carpit. Let in thy master and hi.s mart. Till a' the Lords gaed through the floor, Kise,quo' A:c. They thought the music was saa sweet,
That they forgat the stable door. Then up she raise, pat on her clats,
The^- thought,<tc. And iookit out through the lock hole;
O. by my sooth then quoth the lass," And ay he harpit,and a^- he carpit. Our mare has gotten a braw bi^ foal." Till a' the noblejj were sound asleep, Ol hy my ^c.
Than quictl_y he took aff his shoon. And saftl;>' down the stair did creep. Come h.iud th^- peace, then f^plish lass-.
Than quietly- ^c.
Ihe moons but glancing in thy ee, I'll wad my haill fe« 'gainst a groat, Its bigger than eer our loal will he I'll wad i<ic.
.^yne to the stable door he hies,
Wi tread as light as light coucJ be.
And whan he openci and gaed in.
There he fand thirty good steeds At three. The neighbours too that heard the noisr.
And whan ^c.
He took the ha Iter frae his hose. And of his purpose did na fail; He slipt it oer the Wanton's nose. And tied it to his gre\' m^res tail. He slipt <kc.
He cad her out at jon backjeate, Oer moss and muir & ilka dale. And she loot ne'er the wanton bite. But held her still gaun at her tail. And she &c.
Cried to the i*ife to put her in. By my eooth, then quoth the wife, Shes better than ever he radfr on. B\- my Xic.
But on the morn at fair d;(\- light. When ihcy had ended a' their cIicmi, King Henrys wanton brown was stjivvn, And eke the poor old Harncrs iiiare. King Henri's <^c.
Alacel alacel 333,8 the silly blind Harper, Alace! alacel that I came here. In Scotland I've tint a braw cowte foal» The grey mare was right swift o' fit. In England thcyve stawn myguid, grey
And didna fail to find tl:c wa) , For she was atl.ochmalKn veate, ru lang three hours ere it was day. Yor she ^c.
When she came to the Harp* r.s door. There she gae monv a nichtr and snear. Rise, quo the wik-,t|]()u lai?.y 'ass.
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Come had thy tongue, thou silJy- blind har And of thy alacing let me be, tor thou shall get a better mare. And wf cl paid shall thy cowte foal bi;; For thou shall get a better mare. And weel paid shall thy t owte foal bo.
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v380'^- Behind yon hills where rivkts row. Are moors an' mofses
weftlin winds blaws loud an nirill,The nights baith mirk an'
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Mj' Nannies charming, fwect, and joung,
Nae artfu' wilc-s-to win >e O; Ma^ ill be fa' the flattering tongue.
That wad beguile my Nannie O: Her face is fair, her heart is true.
As fpotlefs as fhe's bonnie O; The op'ning gowan wat wi' dew,
Nae purer is than Nannie O.
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A country lad is nry- degree.
And few there be that ken me O;
But whilt care I how few thej- be, I'm welcome ay to Nannie O:
My riches a's my penny fee. And 1 maun guide it cannie O;
But warld s gear ne'er troubles me. My thoughts are a'^ m\- Nannie O;
Our auld guidman delights to view, . "
His fheep an k^e thrive bonnie O; But I'm as bl\ the that hauds his picutrh
An' has nae care but Nannie O; Come well, come woe, I care na b> , "
I'll tak' what Heav'n will fend me 0; Nae ither care in life have 1,
But live, and iove mv Nannie O-
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I gentl\- calTd her by her name. Then up she rose, put on her clothes.
And whisperd to me slow, .Saying, go from uy window. Love, d(j.
My father and my mother aic asleep. And if tho\- chance to hear you speak.
There will be nocht but great abuse,
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! winniu) cum in, I winnae cum in. Without my pl.n feres nini .
She pov. d an apple reid and white .
'lo intice the jouni^ thing in; She pow*d an apple white and reid,
'\nd that the *;v\tet bairn did win.
When bells wrr rung, and mass was diiiu
And every Iad\- went hame; Than ilk Iad\- had her \oung son.
But Lady Helen had nane.
I She rowd her muntil her about, !
And sair sair gan she wccp: And she ran into the Jewis castle, ^
When the\ wer all asUej).
And shf has t^mt out a little pea-knife,My bonny Sir Hew, my pi*tt}- Sir Hew, And low down b\ her gair, I P^Hy thee to me sp<ak:
Sh( has twin'd the \oung thing o' his life,"0 lady rinn to the de«^> draw well \ woi I he ne'er spake mair. *"Gin _>e your son wad seek"
^i .i ouf and cam the thick thick bluid,
ind < ut and cam the thin; And out and cam the bonn^ herts bluid; Thair was nae life left in.
She- lai<l him on a dressing borde, And.drest him like a swine.
And laughing said,gae now and play With \our sweet play-feres nine,
Slie rowd him in a cake of lead, Hade him ly still and sleep.
SIk cast him ui a deep draw vytll, \V IS liftA {aihom deep.
Laff,- Helen ran to the deep draw well, \n<\ knelt upon her knee,
;My bonny Sir Hew, an ye be here, I pray thee speak to me.
The lead J** wondrous heavy, mither. The. well is wondrous deep,
A keen pen -knife sticks iu my hert, A word I downae spi ik.
Hae hame, gae hame, nn iDot her" dear, I'etch me mv winding-sheet.
And at the back r^' Mirry-land toune. Its there we twa sail meet.
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Vet no new sufferings can prepare
A higher praise to crown thee; Tho' my first death proclaim thee fair.
My second will dethrone thee. Lovers will douht thou canst entice
No other for thy fuel; And if thou burnst one victim twice.
Think thee ooih poor and cruel.
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For 1 have pled^'d tin virgin troth, .So trust me when I swear to thee,
Hn.ve ^rthur^s fate to share, Ky a that is on high,
^nd he has ^-iVn to me his heart Thoughje had a;lhis warMs gear,
^''=*' its virtues rare. My heart >e could na buy;
Ihfc- min<I whase ever\ wish tc pure. For langest life can ne'er repay,
l^ar dearer is to nic. The love he bears to im;
^nd e'er Vm forcetl to break wy faith And eVr I'm forc'd to break my troth,
T'l lay n.e do**n an«l di. I'll lay oie dejwn and die.
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Hfre passes the Squire on his brother -his horse, IhfUF Centum per Centum, the Cit with his purse; Hut sve you the Crown how it waves in the air, 'Vhon a big-belly'd bottle still eases n.y care, llic wife of m\- bosom, alas! she xiid die; For sweet consolation to church I did f !_) ; i found that old Solomon proved it fair. That a big belly'd bottle's a cure for all car*
I once v\-^,s persuaded a venture to make,
A letter inioinid me that all was to wreck;
But the pursy old landlord justwndciled up stairs.
With a glorious bottle that ended ir.\ cares.
Life's cares the\ are comforts 5>' a maxiu) Ind down
By the Bard, what d've call him, that v\orc fl < bl:.ck gown. All I faith I agree with th' old prig fo a hairi For a big bel(\ 'd bottle's a hcav'n of care.
A Stan/a added in a Masf-n I.od'^'e: Then fill up a bumper and iiiakr it o'rrflow. And honours Masonic preparr- for to throw; Mav every true brother of fh' Compass and Square Have a big belly'd bottle when liarass'd with care.
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•The vari'd hori/on henceforth 1 abhore.
Give me death the sole boon of a wretch in despair.
Which fortune can offer or nature implore.
To Diiadne.ss impel Pd by his griefs as he spoke.
And darting around him a look of disdain,
Down headlong he leapt from a heaven towring rock.
And sleeps where the wretched forbear to complain.
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Do what ye can, I'll no t^ang to my bed
Till I gft a man. riic wian &c.
I hae as gude a craft rig^ Ah made o' yird and stane;
And waly fa the lej^ crap I* or I maun till'd again. The wean &c.
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H \rd IS the fnte ot hi in who loves.
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To wild, II the tears of love are dear. With chaster tenderness his care,
rroiii l\ ing lilies waft a gale, Not purer her own wishes rise.
And sii.'h lii^ sorrows in her ear. Not holier her own sii^hs in pra>V.
O, tell hti- what she cannot blame. But if, at first, her virgin fear
'rhf»' feui im tont^mc must ever bitid; Should start at love'v suspected nams,
')li, tell her, ih.t iii\ virtuous flame Wi*h that of fritr.dship soothe her tar;
In a,* her spot!.*-* -(ml rrtin'd. True love and+iitndship are the Sunie.
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^^ith hill) for bea'jt>, shape, and air. Mo other shephrr 1 cap rompare; (iocd nature, hone-slv , and truth.
Adorn the dear, the diatchless youtfi; And graces, more th»n I can sing', Kedick mv charming Highland King.
Would once the dearesl br)V brtt ^i\y, lis yoii I love; come come away , Unto the kirk, my l()\c, let's h_> ; Oh me in rapture, I'd comply i And I should then have cause to '■mg The praifM of n\ Highland Kifig.
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It'ah _ cy fighs for William on the deep.
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Loud (lie hears the tempeft howling, Hi/?h fhe fees the billows roll. Lightnings flafh and thunders roaring. Spreading terror to each Pole. On the sea-beach this beholding. TrtiTihlin^dreads her William, loft, YfS, {he cries* he comes I foe him, O how pale'/tis William's Ghoft.
Sighs and tears, and wild diffraction, R«nd the maidens -tender breaft, Williaml wh^ m\- William fhun me, O my heart is fore oppreft. Oft }ou fwore ;y-ou love! me dearly. How have 1 your favour loft ■Bear me to him, rolling billows Let me ctafp m}' Williams Ghoft.
Nellji mind thus wildly raving. Deeply drown'd in fleep the while, VMlliam in the harbour landing. Went to meet his Nellys fmile. At her window genth- calling. Wake my love, 'tis da\' almoft. Yes, (he cry'd I'll coiih- to thee. Yes, I'll follow Williams Ghoft.
Clear at length the fun was fhining. Sleep forfook her death-like throne, Kelly ftarted from her flumbriiig. Glad her dream and night was gone. >air and fpotlefs as the lily, Laden with the morning dew, Nelly ran to meet her William, With M heart both kind and trtie.
O that I had ne'er been Married.
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Waefu' Wunt and Hunger fic-y me, Glowrra In' fhi- Iiailari fn;
Sair 1 {<jiM\ tlum at the door.
But a^ \\n eerie the\ come beTi, Ance crowd ie 'tc.
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Their hands and faces was to wash.
And coaties to put on. When evcr\ dud la;y here and there.
Which vexed honest John. There was nae luck,Hic.
He made the pottage wanting salt.
The kail sing d in the pot. The cutties Ia\ under his feet.
And cogs the\ stem'd to rot. There was nae luck,Atc.
The hen and birds went to the fields. The glaid she whipt up twa.
The cow wanting her chaff and stra'. Stood routing thro' the wa'. There was nae luck,^c.
The bairns fought upon the floor.
And on the fire did fa'; Which vex'd the heart o' honest John,
WTien Maggj- was awa'. There was nae luck,8ic.
^i'ith bitten fingers and cutted thumbs. And scriechs which pierc'd the skies, Wliich drove his patience to an end, VN'ish'd death to close their e^es. There was nae luck,'Jfec.
Then went to please them with a scon.
And so he burnt it black, Kan to the well with twa new tans.
But none of them came back. There was nae luck, <*ir.
The hens ".v< nt fo the nt ighboUr's house, And ihere they laid their eggs.
When simple John reprrtv'd them fort, Thev broke poor churkie?* legs. There was nae lu<k,&c.
He little thought of Ma<vgy's t-oil.
As she was hv 'lie hre, Hut when he ,t<-ot :i trial o't.
He soon bo^an to tire. There was nae luck,>tc.
First when he got the task in hand. He thought all vsould go right.
But O he little wages had. On Saturday at night . There was nae luck, Ac.
He had no gain from ivhcel or reel.
Nor \arn had he to srtJ," He wishd for Magg)' ha me again.
Being out of money and meal. There was nao Iurk,Hfc.
Ihe doil gade o'er Jock Wabf'ter,
His loss he could not tell. But when he wanted M:igg)'» help.
He did nae good hiiiisell. 'I here wns nae lurk,^ic. .
Another want I do not name,
A night he got no ease. But tumble! grumbl'd in his bed,
A fightinij wi' the flaes.. There *vas n»e luck.'&c.
Wishing for Maggv s muckle hips. Whereon the ilaes might fo;ist.
And for to be goodwife fljpain. He Kworeit was nwc je'.SI . There whp nwe luck,&c.
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Now, Willie, gif \ ou luve me weel. As sac it .sct-mS to me. Gar build, )>ar build a bonny ship. Oar build it speedilie.
Was neverman in a lady's bower When she was travelling?'
Ht-'s stepped three steps down the stair. Upon the marble stane: And we will sail the sra sae green, Sae loud's he heard his >oung sons greet
Unto some far countrie. But and his lady's mane!
Or we'il sail tp STime bonie isle
Stands tanely midst the sea!' "Now come, now come,W^illie, she said.
Talc _> our _y oung son frae me. But lang or ere the ship was built. And hie him to your mother's bower
Or deck'd, or rigged out. With speed and privacie'.'
Came sick a pain in Annets back.
That down she coud na lout. He's tac-n his young son in his arms.
He's kissd him cheek and chin, 'Now, Willie, gif ye luvt me weel. He's hied him to his mother's bower
As sae it seems to ine, \iy the ae light of the moon.
O haste, haste, bring me to nu' bowV,
And my bowr maidens three'.' And with him came the bold Harori.
'\nd he spake up wi* pride. Ho s taen her in his anus twa, * Gar seek, gar seek the bower inaidf-ns,
\n(i kissd her cheek and chin; Gar busk, gar busk the bride.
He's brocht her to her ain sweet bow'r.
Hut nae bowr-maid was in. !V1\ maidens, ea.s_y- with n)\ back,
And eus\' with my sidf,-. Nnw,4eave m>- bower,Wif jie.she said, O set mv saddle saft, Willie, Now leave riie to n.v lane; 1 am a tender bride .
O Mally's meek, Mally's sweet. Chorus Written for this Work by Robert Burns.
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Chorus, Mally's meek Sic. Her yellow hair, beyond compare. Comes trinklinii; down her swan white nfick, And her two e\-f-s like stars in skies. Would kc(f) a sinking ship frae wreck.
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Tell me Jessy tell me why
Life to me is not more dear, .'1 lian the hour brings Jessy here. Death so much I do not fear As the parting moment near. Suiiimor smiles is not eo sweet» As the bloom upon vour cheek. Nor the chrjs^aldew so clear, Aa. ^ypiir eyes to me appear.
These arc part of Jesses charms Which the bosom ever warms But the charms by which Tm stiin^*. Comes, O Jes.s\, from th\- tongue. Jessy bfe' *o longer coy, Let me tas,te a lovers joy. With > our hand remove the dart \pd,heal the wound thats in niy heart.
^ care na for your een sae blue.
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^DITlUI a heart- war Qi, fond adieu! May T^'reedom, Harmony, and Love.
Dear brothers, of the mystic tye! Unite >ou in the grand Design,
Ye fivour'd, ye enlighten a Few, Beneath th' Omniscient E> e above.
Companions of mj- social joyl The glorious Architect Divine!
Tho' 1 to fpreign lands muht hie. That yr^u may keep th' unerring line.
rinsuing lortun's slidd'r;^ ba'. Still rising by the plummets Lw,
With nx lling heart, and brimful e>-e, TiU Order bright completely shir.e,
I'll mind you still, tho' far awa', Shall be my pra^'r when far awa'.
Oft have.l met >our social Kand. And You,farewelll whose merits claim, '
And spent t!ie rhearfui, festive ni.{;hf; JuHtly that highest badge to wearl
Oft,honour'd with su|,remfc command, ' Heav'n bless your honoured, noble Name,
Fresirled o'er the Sons of light: To Masonry and Scotia dearl
And by that Hieroghphir bright, A last fequest permit me. here,
Which none hut Craftsmen ever saw'. When \ earls \r- assemble V,
Strong Mem'rv on my h^art shall write One round. Task it with a tear-.
Those happ> scenes v^hen far awa'! To hiiiKthf Bard that's far awa.
F r N IS
ILLUSTRATIONS
LYRIC POETRY AND MUSIC
SCOTLAND.
PART VI.
DI. MY PEGGY'S FACE. This song was written by Burns in 1787, for the second vo- lume of the Museum, but having been mislaid, it did not make its appearance till the publication of the last volume of that work. In a letter, inclosing the song and the fine air to which it is adapted, the bard thus addresses Mr Johnson : " Dear Mr Publisher, I hope, against my return, you will be able to tell me from Mr Clarke if these words will suit the tune. If they don't suit, I must think on some other air, as I have a very strong private reason for wishing them in the second volume. Don't forget to transcribe me the list of the Antiquarian mu- sic Farewell. R. Burns." Burns alludes to the manu- script music in the library of the Antiquarian Society, Edin- burgh. '^
*kMr George Thomson has inserted this song in the third volume of* his Collection; but the name of the heroine, in place of>J' Peggy," is changed for that of " Mary," and the words are directed to be sung to the tune called " The Ewie wi' the Crooked Horn." These alterations, however, do not appear to be for the better. It will generally be found, that the tune which the poet himself had in view when com- posing a song, if not superior, is, at least, more in unison
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with the sentiments expressed, than any other that can be se- lected.
DII. MY BOY TAMMY.
This fine ballad, beginning " Whar hae ye been a' day, my boy, Tammy ?" was written by Hector Macneill, Esq. It first appeared in a magazine, printed at Edinburgh in 1791, entitled " The Bee," which was conducted by his friend Dr James Anderson. It has since been printed in the author's poetical works, and has deservedly become a favour- ite with the public. Miss Duncan (afterwards Mrs David- son) the celebrated actress, used frequently to sing this bal- lad on the stage with great applause.
The melody, to which the words are adapted, is very an- cient and uncommonly pretty. The old song, however, was quite puerile ; the Editor has often heard it sung by old people, when he was a boy, and he still remembers some of the verses. One of them ran thus :
Is she fit to soop the house.
My boy, Tammy ? Is she fit to soop the house.
My boy. Tammy ? She's just as fit to soop the house As the cat to tak' a mouse ; And yet she's but a young thing
New come frae her mammy.
Another verse contained a very singular sort of puzzle :
How auld's the bonnie young thing.
My boy. Tammy .'' How auld's the bonnie young thing.
My boy. Tammy .'' She's twice six and twice seven. Twice twenty and eleven ; And yet she's but a young thing
Just come frae her mammy.
Dili. RED GLEAMS THE SUN. This song was written by Robert Couper, Esq. M. D. author of two volumes of poetry, chiefly in the Scottish Ian-
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guage, printed at Inverness in 1S04, and dedicated to the late Jane, Duchess of Gordon. The title of the song, in the Doctor's works, is " Kinrara, — tune, " Niel Gow."
In the Museum, the song has accoi'dingly been set to the beautiful strathspey, called " Niel Gow," which was composed by Mr Macintyre, the musician, in honour of the late father of Scottish ball music, Niel Gow of Dunkeld. Kinrara Lodge was the summer residence of the late Duchess of Gordon.
DIV. 0, STEER HER UP, AND HAUD HER GAUN.
Ramsay wrote a bacchanalian song to this ancient tune, and printed it in his Tea-Table Miscellany, 1724. He very properly suppressed the old song, enough of which is still but too well known. The first four lines of the song in the Mu- seum were taken from "Ramsay's, and the rest of it was writ- ten by Burns for that work. Johnson has made a mistake in copying the fifth line of the second stanza. It should be *' Ne'er break your heart for ae rebute," as in the manu- script.
DV. WHEN I GAE'D TO THE MILL. This song was copied from Herd's Ancient and Modern Songs, printed in 1 776. It is adapted to a tune, which Os- wald, in his Caledonian Pocket Companion, book ix. calls " The Birth of Kisses," which was probably the original title of the song. The author's name has not yet been dis- covered.
DVI. WHAR ESK ITS SILVER CURRENT LEADS. This beautiful song, according to the information of the publisher of the Museum, was written by Mr Carey. It is adapted to a very beautiful and plaintive old air, called " I'll never see him more," printed in the sixth book of Oswald's Caledonian Pocket Companion, p. 16. Tliis tune is omitted in the Index of Oswald's work.
442 DVI.— WHAR ESK ITS SILVER CURRENT LEADS.
Mr Carey's song, five years after its appearance in the sixth volume of the Museum, which was pubHshed on the 4th of June 1803, appeared, for a second time, in the fourth number of Mr George Thomson's Collection, printed in 1808, with the following alterations, which are evident im- provements. In place of the 8th, 10th, and 12th hnes in the Museum, read, as in Mr Thomson's edition,
I deck'd my pleasing peaceful bower — line 8th. A modest sweet and lovely flower — line 10th. To grace and chear my bonnie bower — line 12th.
Mr Thomson says the author is unknown, and that " The Esk here alluded to, after passing the romantic banks of RosLiN, winds for several miles through a variety of scene- ry singularly beautiful." There are, at least, six rivers of that name in Scotland, whose banks are all particularly ro- mantic, and there is not one line in the song that fixes the lo- cality to the Esk which washes the ruins of Roshn Castle. Mr Thomson directs the words of Carey's song to be sung to the " Braes of Ballochmyle," a song written by Burns, set to music by A. Masterton, and published in the second volume of the Museum, page 285, in the year 1790.
DVII. THO' FOR SEVEN YEARS AND MAIR.
This poetical dialogue between two rustic lovers, was written by Ramsay to the tune of " I'll never leave thee ■" and printed in his Tea-Table Miscellany in 1724. Some lines of the ancient song of " 111 never leave thee," however are interspersed here and there in Ramsay's production. The editor of the Orpheus Caledonius, having preferred Crawfurd's song, beginning « One day I heard Mary say," to the same air, published it in that work in 1725,
Mr John Watt, in the fourth volume of his " Musical Miscellany," printed at London in 1730, published Ram- say's song, adapted to the tune of " A Lad and a Lassie lay in a Killogie," which was afterwards called " Bannocks o' Bear Meal, and Bannocks o' Barley," under the following
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title, " A dialogue between Jenny and Nelly, to the tune of I'll never leave thee." As Crawfurd's song to the genuine air, was published in the first volume of the Museum, page 92, Johnson adapted the same tune that Watt had selected for Ramsay's dialogue, which suits the words nearly as well as the proper tune of " I'll never leave thee" would have done.
liVIII. ROW SAFTLY, THOU STREAM. This beautiful song, entitled " Captain O'Kaine," was written by the late Mr Richard Gall, a young man of the most promising poetical talents, and author of several songs in the sixth volume of the Museum. The tune is certainly Irish.
Richard Gall was born at Linkhouse, near Dunbar, in the month of December 1776- At an early period he was sent to the school at Haddington, where he soon acquired a pro- ficiency in reading, writing, and arithmetic. On leaving school, his parents placed him under the charge of a relation, to learn the trade of a house-carpenter ; but, ere long, he felt such antipathy to the occupation that he left it. He was next placed with a respectable builder and architect, to acquire a knowledge of his profession. After a trial of this new Une of business however he found it nearly as disagree- able to him as the other ; he therefore gave it up also, and went to Edinburgh, to which city his father and mother had recently removed.
Soon after his arrival in the Scottish metropolis, he was bound apprentice to Mr David Ramsay, a respectable printer, and publisher of the Edinburgh Courant. This mode of hfe proved quite congenial to the feelings of young Gall. In- deed, the attention and friendship which his worthy master showed him on every occasion, attached him so strongly to his employer, that after the expiration of his indenture, he continued in the service of that gentleman during the rest of his life.
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Whilst in this situation Gall employed his spare hours in acquiring various branches of education, and in wooing Sco- tia's muse. His poetical efforts soon began to attract consi- derable attention, and procured him the friendship and cor- respondence of several literary characters, amongst whom were Burns and Macneill. About the beginning of 1801, an abscess broke out in his breast, which, notwithstanding everjr possible care and the best medical assistance, put a period to his existence on the 10th of May 1801, in the 25th year of his age.
During his last illness, although unable from weakness to hold a pen, he committed several of his poems to paper, writ- ten with a black lead pencil. Mr Stark, in his BiograpMca Scotica, justly observes, that " Of all the writings of Mr Gall, the tendency is ihrvuformly virtuous. But this is not their only merit. A rich vein of poetry pervades them ; the sentiments are striking ; the language simple and unaf- fected."
Mr Gall's Poetical Works were lately published in a neat volume 12mo, by Messrs Oliver & Boyd, with a Life of the Author, elegantly written, by the Rev. Alexander Stewart.
DIX. AS I WENT O'ER THE HIGHLAND HILLS.
This is the well-known ballad of " Peggy Bawn," which has long been a favourite at the firesides of the peasantry of Scotland, although it does not appear to have been honoured with a place in any regular collection until the publication of the Museum. The air is said to be Irish, but the ballad it- self is unquestionably of Scottish origin. The tune, how- ever, IS very pretty. It was made into an excellent rondo, with variations for the piano-forte or harpsichord, by Butler the organist, which has had a considerable run. The author of the words and music has not yet been discovered.
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DX. O, CHERUB CONTENT.
This beautiful song was written by Thomas Campbell, Esq. author of the Pleasures of Hope, Gertrude of Wyo- ming, and many other excellent poems. The words are adapted to the favourite Irish air, called Coolun. Mr Camp- bell evinced considerable abilities, both as a poet and a scho- lar, at a very early period of life. The present Editor recol- lects of having read a poem, called " The Choice of Paris," written by Mr Campbell, when he was a boy at the high- school of Glasgow. Mr Campbell entered that seminary on 10th October 1785.
BXI. AS WALKING FORTH TO VIEW.
This ballad was printed in Ramsay's Tea-Table Miscel- lany in 1724, with the letter Q annexed, to denote that it was an old song with alterations. It is entitled " Omnia vincit amor," i. e. " Love conquers all.""
In Skene's music manuscripts, written in the reign of James VI. of Scotland, there is an air with the same Latin title inserted in book sixth, after " Lady Rothemayes Lilt," The original ballad must therefore have been a favourite long before the year 1600. It seems to have been set to various tunes, for in Oswald's Caledonian Pocket Compa- nion, book viii. there is a slow air, in common time, entitled " Omnia vincit amor," which is quite different from the air in Skene's MSS. as well as that in the Museum. But the Editor is of opinion, that neither the airs published by Os- wald nor Johnson are so old as the words.
DXII. THE BATTLE OF HARLAW.
This old ballad, beginning " Frae Dunideir, as I cam throuch," gives a very minute and faithful account of the cause and issue of the battle of Harlaw, fought on the 24th day of July 14il, between Donald, Lord of the Isles, and the Earl of Mar, son of Robert, Duke of Albany, Regent
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of Scotland, during the captivity of his nephew, James I. King of Scots. Harlaw, where the battle took place, is situ- ated in Garioch, a district in Aberdeenshire. The royal army on this occasion were completely victorious ; Donald's forces being defeated with great slaughter.
" The Battel of Hayrlaw" is quoted as one of the " sweet sangis," in Wedderburn's " Complainte of Scotlande," printed in 1549; but, so far as we know, no printed edition of this celebrated ballad has yet been discovered, prior to that in Ramsay's Evergreen, published at Edinburgh in 1724, from an ancient manuscript copy. The late Lord Hailes seemed to have entertained some doubts of its being a genuine produc- tion of the 15th century; because Ramsay did not scruple on some occasions to retrench, or substitute verses of his own for originals of the ancient poetry which he collected. The present ballad, however, is so very different from the style and structure of every production of Ramsay, and bears such evident and strong marks of antiquity, that, making al- lowance for some verbal alterations which may, perhaps, have been substituted for a few of the more ancient and ob- solete words, there can scarcely remain a doubt of its ge- nuine authenticity. Indeed, Ritson, who in general had little or no faith in any of the Scottish traditions, thus ex- presses himself with regard to this ballad. « The Battel of Hayrlaw," (mentioned by Wedderburne) is presumed to be the fine poem printed in the " Evergreen," which, with sub- mission to the opinion of the late Lord Hailes, may, for any thing that appears either in or out of it to the contrary, be as old as the 15th century."
In Drummond of Hawthornden's mock-heroic poem, which was edited, with notes and illustrations, by Bishop Gibson in 1691, mention is made of a bagpipe tune, called the Battle of Harlaw —
" Interea ante alios dux Piper Laius heros, Precedens, magnamque gerens cum burdine pijpam, Incipit Harlaii cunctis sonare Battellum."
DXIL— THE BATTLE OF HAELAW.
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The present Editor is in possession of a folio manuscript of Scots tunes of considerable antiquity, wherein this pibroch is inserted under the title of the " Battle of Hardlaw." It is nere annexed :
BATTLE OF HARDLAW. A Pibroch.
Mr Ritson conjectures, that this ballad must have been sung to a very slow air ; but none of these long ballads were sung in adagio time. It seems highly probable, that this ballad was chanted to the first strain of the old pibroch, which contains the whole air, and suits the measure of the stanza. The other strains of this wild pibroch are evidently mere variations of the theme or first strain.
As Johnson was under the necessity of curtailing this fine old historical ballad, on account of the limited size of his sixth volume, it is here reprinted from Ramsay's Evergreen, 1724.
THE BATTLE OF HARLAW. Frae Dunideir as I cam throuch, Doun by the hill of Banochie, Allangst the lands of Garioch, Grit pitie was to heir and se. The noys and dulesum hormonie, That evir that driery day did daWj
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Cry and the corynoch* on hie, " Alas, Alas ! for the Harlaw !"
II. I marvlit what the matter meint. All folks were in a fiery fairy,t I wist not quha was fae or friend, Zit quietly I did me carrie : But sen the days of auld King Harrie,J Sic slauchter was not hard or sene ; And thair I had nae tyme to tairy. For bissiness in Aberdene. III. Thus as I walkit on the way. To Inverury as I went, I met a man, and bad him stay, Requesting him to mak me 'quaint Of the beginning and the event That happenit thare at the Harlaw ; Then he entreated me tak tent, And he the truth sould to me schaw.
IV.
Grit Donald of the Yles did claim Unto the lands of Ross sum richt. And to thfi fiovernour he came. Them for to half gif that he micht; Quha saw his interest was but slicht. And thairfore answerit with disdain ; He hastit hame baith day and nicht. And sent nae bodword § back again.
V,
But Donald richt impatient
Of that answer Duke Robert gaif.
He vow'd to God Omnipotent
All the hale lands of Ross to half,
Or ells be graithed hi his graif :
He wald not quat his richt for nocht.
Nor be abusit lyk a slaif.
That bargane sould be deirly bocht.
• Corynoch, i. e. a funeral dirge, or lament for the dead.
-f- Bustle and confusion.
$ Whilst our Malcolm IV. was on the Continent with Henry II. of England, Somerled, Thane of Argyle, who aspired to the throne of Scodand, raised a for- midable rebellion in the north, which was fortunately quelled by the Earl of Angus, commander of the royal army, who defeated Somerled's forces with im- mense slaughter. It is a singular coincidence, that Donald, Lord of the Isles, like- wise took the opportunity of urging his claim to the lands of Boss, during the ab- sence of his Sovereign ; James I. being, at this period, a captive in England.
§ Reply, or inessage.
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TI.
Then haistylie he did command That all his weir-men should convene. Ilk ane well harnisit frae hand To meit and heir quhat he did mein ; He waxit v/raith and vowit tein, Sweirand he wald surpryse the north, Subdew the brugh of Aberdene, Merns, Angus, and all Fyfe to Forth.
VII.
Thus with the weir-men of the Yles, Quha war ay at his bidding bown. With money made, with forss and wyles. Right far and neir, baith up and down. Throw mount and muir, frae town to town, Alangst the land of Ross he roars. And all obeyit at his bandown, Evin frae the north to suthren shears.
VIII,
Then all the countrie men did yeild. For nae resistans durst they mak. Nor offer battil in the field. Be forss of arms to beir him bak ; Syne thay resolvit all, and spak The best it was for their behufe. They sould him for thair chiftain tak. Believing well he did them lufe.
Then he a proclamation maid. All men to meet at Inverness, Throw Murray-Land to mak a raid Frae Arthursyre unto Spey-ness ; And, furthermair, he sent express. To schaw his coUours and ensenyie To all and sindry, mair and less, Throuchout the boundis of Boyn and Enyie.
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And then throw fair Strathbogie land. His purpose was for to pursew. And quhasoever durst gainstand. That race they should full sairly rew. Then he bad all his men be trew, And him defend by forss and slicht. And promist them rewairds anew. And mak them men of mekle micht.
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xr. Without resistans, as he said. Throw all these parts he stoutly past, Quhair sum war wae, and sum war glaid. But Garioch was all agast ; Throw all these fields he sped him fast. For sic a sicht was nevir sene. And then forsuith, he langd at last To see the bruch of Aberdene.
XII.
To hinder this prowd enterprise. The stout and michty Erie of Mar, With all his men in arms did ryse. Even frae Curgarf to Craigyvar, And down the syde of Don richt far, ' Angus and Mearns did all convene. To fecht, or Donald cam sae nar. The ryall bruch of Aberdene.
XIII.
And thus the martial Erie of Mar, Marcht with his men in richt array. Before the enemie was aware. His banner bauldly did display ; For weD eneuch they kend the way. And all their semblance well they saw, Withoutin dangir or delay. Came haistily to the Harlaw.
XIV.
With him the braif Lord Ogilvy, Of Angus Sheriff princiiDal ; The Constabill of gude Dunde, The vanguard led before them all ; Suppose in number they were small. They first richt bauldlie did pursew. And maid their faes befor them fall, Quha then that race did sairly rew.
XV.
And then the worthy Lord SaJtoun, The strong undoubted laird of Drum, The Stalwart laird of Lawriestoune, With ilk thair forces all and sum ; Panmuir with all his men did cum ; The Provost of brave Aberdene, With trumpets and with tuick of drum. Came shortly in thek armour schene.
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XVI. These, with the Erie of Mar, came on In the reir-ward richt orderlie, Their enemies to set upon. In awful manner hardily ; Togither vowit to live or die. Since they had marchit mony miles. For to suppress the tyrannie Of doubted Donald of the Yles.
XVII.
But he in number ten to ane, Richt subtilie alang did ride. With Malcolmtosh and fell Maclean, With all their power at their syde ; Presumeand on their strength and pryde. Without all fair of ony aw, Richt bauldlie battill till abyde Hard by the town of fair Harlaw.
XVIII.
The armies met, the trumpet sounds. The dandring drums alloud did tuik, Raith armies byding on the bounds. Till ane of them the field sould bruik ; Nae help was thairfor, nane wad jouk, Ferss was the fecht on ilka syde. And on the ground lay mony a bouk Of them that there did battill byd.
XIX.
With doutsum victorie they dealt. The bludy battill lastit lang ; Each man his nibour's forss there felt. The weakest aft-times gat the wrang ; There was nae mowis there them amang, Naething was hard but heavy knocks. That echo maid a dulefuU sang, Thairto resounding frae the rocks.
XX.
Rut Donald's men at last gaif back.
For they war all out of array.
The Erl of Mar's men throw them brak
Pursewing shairply in thair way,
Thair enemys to tak or slay.
Re dint of forss to gar them yield ;
Quha war richt blyth to win away.
And sae for feirdness tint the fray.
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XXI. Then Donald fled, and that full fast. To mountains hich for all his micht. For he and his war all agast. And ran tiU they war out of sicht ; . And sae of Ross he lost his richt, Thoch mony men with hiin he brocht. Towards the Yles fled day and nicht. And all he wan was deirlie bocht.
XXII.
This is (quod he) the richt report Of all that I did heir and knaw, Thoch my discourse be sumthing short Tak this to be a richt suthe saw. Contrair God and the King's law, Thair was spilt mekle Christian blude. Into the battil of Harlaw : This is sum, sae I conclude.
XXIII.
But zit a bonny whyle abide. An I sail mak thee clearly ken, Quhat slauchter was on ilka syde. Of Lowland and of Highland men ; Quha for thair awin half ever bene, Tbeselazie lowns micht well be spaird, Chessit lyke deirs into thair den. And gat thair wages for rewaird.
XXIV.
Malcolmtosh of the clan held chief, Maclean with his grit hauchty held. With all thair succour and relief War dulefully dung to the deid ; And now we are freid of thair feid And will not lang to come again Thousands with them without remeid On Donald syd, that day war slain.
XXV.
And on the uther syd war lost. Into the field that dismal day. Chief men of worth (of mekle cost). To be lamentit sair for ay ; The Lord Saltoun of Rothemay, A man of micht and mekie main. Grit dolour was for his decay That sae unhappylie was slain.
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XXVI.
Of the best men amang them was The gracious gude Lord Ogilvy, The sheriff-prhicipal of Angus Renownit for truth and equitie. For faith and magnanimitie ; He had few fallows in the feild Zit fell by fatal destinie. For he nae ways wad grant to zield.
Sir James Scrimgeor of Duddop, knicht. Grit Constabill of fair Dundee, Unto the duleful deith was dicht. The King's chief banner-man was he, A valiant man of chevalrie, Quhais predecessors wan that place At Spey, with gude King William frie, 'Gainst Murray and Macduncan's race.
XXVIII.
Gude Sir Alexander Irving, The much renownit laird of Drum, Nane in his days was better sene, Quhen they were semblit all and sum. To praise him we sould not be dumm. For valour, witt, and worthy ness. To end his days he there did cum, Quhois ransom is remeidyless.
XXIX.
And there the knicht of Lawriston Was slain into his armour schene; And gude Sir Robert Davidson, Quha Provost was of Aberdene ; The knicht of Panmuir, als was sene, A mortal man in armour bricht. Sir Thomas Murray, stout and kene. Left to the world thair lost gude nicht.
XXX.
There was not sin King Keneth's days Sic strange intestine cruel stryf In Scotland sene, as ilk man says, Quhair mony liklie lost thair lyfe ; Quhilk made divorce twene man and wyfe. And mony children fatherless, Quhilk in this realm hath been full ryfe. Lord help these lands, our wrangs redress !
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XXXI.
In July, on Saint James his even'. That four-and-twenty dismall day. Twelve hundred ten score and eleven Of Zeirs sen Chryst^, the suth to say ; Men will remember, as they may, Quhen thus the verite they know. And mony ane may mourn for ay The brim battiU of the Harlaw.
In the reign of Henry the II. of England, Scotland was torn by intestine broils and insurrections. This was occasioned by the servile conduct towards that monarch, both by Mal- coM, and his brother and sticcessor William, kings of Scot- land, which disgusted and enraged the Scottish chiefs. Du- ring the reign of William, Donald, another Lord of the Isles, likewise invaded Scotland, and committed horrid ravages in the counties of Ross and Murray. This person was a pro- genitor of the Donald mentioned in the ballad, and claimed the crown in right of Duncan, the bastard King of Scots. This circumstance is alluded to in stanza xxvii. On the 5th July 1187, however, Roland, the gallant hero of Gal- loway, decided the fate of the older Donald, who was slain in an accidental rencounter of a foraging party, and the greater part of his followers were put to the sword.
The wild melody, to which the ballad of Hai'law is adapt- ed in the Museum, is evidently the progenitor of the old Highland Pibroch formerly mentioned. The second stanza is merely a slight alteration of the first.
DXIII. O BOTHWELL BANK, THOU BLOOMEST FAIR.
This song was written by Mr John Pinkerton, the historian, who is a native of Edinburgh. The words are adapted to a fine modern air, which was composed by Mr Fergus, organist of the Episcopal Chapel, Glasgow.
In 1783, Mr Pinkerton published this song, alongst with several other pieces, as genuine old Scottish reliques. The forgery of these poems, however, being detected by a gen- tleman, who directly accused Mr P. by a letter inserted in
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the Gentleman's Magazine, for November llSi. Our his- torian confessed himself guilty. In palliation of his conduct, he pleads his youth and purity of intention ; professing that the imposition was only intended to give pleasure to the world. " All which, (says the satirical Ritson,) it is to be hoped he has found some charitable person to believe !" Ritson's Essay on Scottish Song, p. 77.
Burns makes the following remark on this song : *« This modern thing of Pinkerton's could never pass for old, but among the sheer ignorant. What poet of the olden time, or indeed of any time, ever said or wrote any thing like the line —
'' Without ae flouir his grave to crown." " This is not only the pedantry of tenderness, but the very bathos of bad writing." See Select Scottish Songs, with Critical Remarks by Burns ; edited by Cromek. 2 vols. London. 1810.
It is neither the Editor's intention to palliate imposition, nor defend poetry that is really bad ; but he is of opinion, that a slight alteration of the second stanza is all that the song requires to render it unexceptionable. Indeed Burns, in one of his letters, (see vol- iv. letter No 28, in Dr Currie'a edition,) afterwards admits, that " Mr Pinkerton, in his what he calls ancient ballads, many of them, though notori- ous, are beautiful enough forgeries."
DXIV. WEE WILLY GRAY.
This comic little song, intended for the nursery, was written by Burns. It is adapted to the lively tune, called, " Wee Totum Fogg^'' the first line of a much older ditty of the same description, which Burns must have had in view when he wrote the words for the Museum. It began.
Wee Totum Fogg
Sits upon a creepie ;
Half an ell o' gray
Wad be his coat and breekie.
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These old tunes — Wee Totum Fogg — The Dusty Miller-^ Go to BerwicJc, Johnnie — Mount your Baggage — Robin Shure in Har'est — Jochey said to Jenny, ^c. ^^c, have been played in Scotland, time out of mind, as a particular species of " the double hornpipe'"" The late James Allan, piper to the Duke of Northumberland, assured the present Editor, that this peculiar measure originated in the borders of Eng- land and Scotland. Playford has inserted several of them in his " Dancing