1 10 1 https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/74567338f1b201be0045831e1b54a3ae.pdf 4b1cd57bd689b8618a1ba5d04b8d679a PDF Text Text A COLLECTION OF SONGS Nq. 1 Containing CAPTAIN MULLIGAN, THE BOLD DRAGOON* WILL WATCH. | SAY, M Y H E A R T , W H Y W I L D L Y BEATJNCk HOME, SWEET H O M E ! �Captain Mulligan. Love's a plague by night-and by day, W h e n that post you run your skull again, Love it was or Kitty (TShea, That bothered the heart of the brave Oplain? Mulligan. Brisk and merrily, light and gay, Stout and steadily, smart and readily, Soft and funnily, blythe and bonnily, Quite an Adonis was Captain Mulligan ; H e was willing, she was killing, Soft she cried to brave O'MuLbgan : (>, you kweL! ? Cruel, jewel, willing, killing, Captain Mulligam Shoulders rising over his ears, Face just like the moon in full again, Legs in shape like a tailor's shears. Y o u ne'er saw the fellow of Captain Mulligan. Limping, twaddling,' Miss O Shea ; Glances pitching Kim; quite bewitching him, Ogling"bonnity, squinting fortuity; She. was a Venus to Captain Mulligan, " O, sweet Kitty, youYe so prettyT' Soft he cried the brave O ' Mulligan : " O, sweet Kitty ! Pretty, witty, Kitty, pity Captain" MuUrgan.^ Married, how they alter'd their tune Love once fierce, faith ! soon grew cold again, W h e n they pass'd the sweet honey-moon She blacken'd the eye of brave Captain Mulligan. �s W h i s k y tippling, night and day. Scolding, fighting him, Lorns affrighting hhi% " Och ! be aisy now, troth, you're crazy now, T h e devil go with you, then, Mrs Mulligan," Faith, I knew it, I should rue, i t Sad he cried, poor Captain Mulligan, S4 Y o u ' r e my gruel ! Cruel, jewel, killings milling, Mistress Mulligan. n The Bold f Dragoon. There w&s an aiicjent fair, oh she loved a mate youn^ hlan, A n d she could not throw sly looks at him, by only thro' her fan,, W i t h her wink's arid blinks, tins waddling minx, Her quizzing glass, her leer and sidle, Oh, she lov'd a'bold Dragoon, with his long sword, saddle, bridle. W h a c k ! row de dow dpw. She had a rolling eye, its fellow it had none, W o u l d you know the reason why, it was, because she had but one ; W i t h her winks and blinks, this waddling minx, She could not keep her. one eye idle ! 0 , she leer'd at this Dragoon, with his long sword, &c. S Now -he was tall and slim, she scjuab and short was grown, He lookM just like a mile in length, &nd she .a.milestone,! �W i t h he? winks and blinks, this waddling rmn£, H e r quizzing glass* her leer and sidle, 1), she sighed to this Dragoon, Bless your long sword, Soon he led Unto the church the beauteous M r s Flinn, W h o a walnut could hate crafck'd 'tween her lovely nose and chin ; Oh ! then such winks in marriage links* T h e four foot bride from church did sidle, A s the wife of this Drago«n> with his long sword, &c. A twelvemonth scarce had pass'd when he laid her under ground, Soon he threw the onion from his eyes and touched ten thousand pound ! For her winks and blinks her money chinks, H e does not let her cash lie idle I S o long life to this Dragoon, with his long sword, &c. Will Watch *Twas one morn when the wind from the northward blew keenly, W h i l e sullenly roar'd the big waves of the main, A fam'd smuggler, W i l l Watch, kiss'd his Sue, then serenely T o o k heliUj and to sea boldly steered out again. �W i l l had promised his Sue that this trip, if Well ended* Sh oukl coil up his hopes, and he'd anchor ashore ; W h e n his pockets were lin'd, vvliv his life should be mended; The laws he had broken, he'd never break more. His sea-boat was trim, made her port, took her lading ; Then Will stood for home, reached the offing, and cried> This night, it I've luck, furls the sails of my trading; In dock 1 could lay, serve a friend too beside. W i l l lay to till the night came on, darksome and dreary ; T o crowd ev'ry sail then he pip'd up each hand; But a signal soon spier', ('twas a prospect uncheery,) A signal that warn'd him to steer from the land* T h e Philistines are out, cried W i l l , well, take no heed on't, Attack'd, who's the man that will flinch from his gun ? Should my head be blown off, I shall ne'er feel the need on't, W e l l fight while we can—when we can't, boys, we'll rim. �Oh! oh ! cries W i l l W a t c h , the Philistines bear down : Bear a hand, my tight lads; ere we think about sheering, One broadside pour in, should we swim, boys, or drown* But should I be popp'd off, you, my mates, left behind me, Regard ray last words, see 'em kindly obey'd ; L e t no stone mark the s p o t ; and my friends, do you mind me, Near the beach is the grave where W i l l W a t c h would be laid. P o o r Will's yarn was spun out, for a bullet next v minute Laid him low on the deck, and he never spoke I more. His bold crew fought the brig while a shot remained in it ; Then sheer'd and Will's hulk to his Susan they bore.. . i'\\ In the dead of the night his last wish was crnnplied with ; T o few known his grave, and to few known his end : H e wa^ borne to the earth by the crew that he died with ; __ 1 �7 He'd the tears of his Susan, the prayers ©f easfe friend. Near his grave dash the billows, the wine's loudly bellow; Y o n ash, struck with lightning, points out the cold bed W h e r e W i l l W a t c h , the bold smuggler, that fam'd lawless fellow, Once fear'd, now forgot, sleeps in peace witi* the dead ! Say, my heart, mhy wildly healing. Say,, my heart, why wildly beating ; Dost thou such emotion prove : Canst thou, when thy lover meeting, Fear his truth or doubt his love? N o •!''.-fondly no, my bosom sighs, N o ! gently no, my heart replies. Then fond heart be silent,eyer— Be thy wild errtotion o Y r ; F o r with douhl and fearing never Shall thou throb—no, no, no, never itoortv Light of life and life's best blessing, Is the love that meets return : Shall I that rich boon possessing, E'er the matchless blessing spurn ? N o ! fondly no, my bosom sighs, N o ! gently no, ray heart replies. Then be j o y my inmate ever, Since each anxious dread is o ' e r ; For with fear and doubling neve'/ &hail it throb—no, no, oo 3 nei'er fnore* �Hornet sweet Home. 'Mid pleasures and palaces, though we may roam, Be it ever so humble", there's no place like home ; charrrr from the skies seerx-s to hallow us ihere, seek thro' the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere. H o m e , home ! sweet, sweet home ! There's no place like h®me ! there's no place like borne. A n exile from home, splendour dazzles in vain ! Oh ! give me my lowly thatcb'd cottage again, T h e birds singing gaily, that came at my call, Give me them, with the peace of mind, dearer than all. • H o m e , h o m e ! sweet, sweet home ! There's no place like home! there's no place like home ! Had I a Cave* Had I a cave on some wild distant shore, W h e r e the winds howl to the wave's dashing roar, T h e r e would I wt?ep my woea, There seek my lost repose, Till grief my eyes should close, Ne'er to wake more Falsest of womankind, canst thou declare A l l thy fond plighted vows—fleeting as air ! T o thy new lover hie, Laugh o'er thy perjury, Then in thy bosom try What peace is t h e m � https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/a4cd4350b7761307b26b67fbd3854ae3.jpg 863e363f7f627f4cccaa331133ef5510 Omeka Image File The metadata element set that was included in the `files_images` table in previous versions of Omeka. These elements are common to all image files. 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Chapbook #37 in a bound collection of 40 chapbooks Subject The topic of the resource Ballads and songs Chapbooks - Scotland - Edinburgh Courtship and Marriage Is Referenced By A related resource that references, cites, or otherwise points to the described resource. <a title="University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks" href="http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/">University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks</a> <a title="National Library of Scotland" href="http://www.nls.uk/">National Library of Scotland</a> Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource In the public domain; For high quality reproductions, contact Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph. libaspc@uoguelph.ca, 519-824-4120, Ext. 53413 Description An account of the resource No. XIX printed near the top of the title-page. 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