1 10 1 https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/ed594a5a6a12149008a4d884cae908a5.pdf 4a986bc223aa367865ea3df576afeedf PDF Text Text A COLLECTION OF N. O CONTAINING XVI f. THE MOON ON THE OCEAN. LOUDON'S BONNY WOODS AND BRAES. THE OLD COMMODORE. MY NATIVE CALEDONIA. LOVELY NAN. KATHLEEN O'MORE. EDINBURGH: PRINTED FOR THR BOOKSELLERS. �The Moon on the Ocean. 'the raooa on the ocean was dimtiiM by a ripple, Affording a chequered light, %he gay jolly tars pass'd 'the word for the tipple*, And toast, for 'twas Saturday night; Some sweetheart or wife, , He lov'd a^ his life, JEach drank and wished he could hail her. But the standing toast, '' * That pleasYi live "most, W a s the wind that blows, The ship that goes, And the iass that loves a sailor, Scnre d m t k the king, Botoe his brave s'hip^ some the constitution';' . may the French, and all such rips, Yield to English resolution ; That fate might bless Some Poll or Ikss, A fed that they soon might hail her. But the standing, he. Softvfc drank the prince,., and some our land*: This glorious land of freedom ; Some that our tars may never want Heroes brave to lead 'them-; Th&t she whoVin Distress may find Buck friends who ne'er will fail her! Hut the standing, &€, >] > . ;f < 4 . jl It| f . '.:» 1 �3'. Eoudons bonny Woods' and Bract* I^oudonV bohnip woods and braes, I maun leave tb^in a', la«sie ; W h a qan thole whan BritekiVfaes-. Wad gie Britons law, lassie ? W h a wad: shun, the mtld o r danger^ . W h a frae fame wad live a, stranger ?• New, when, Freedom bids avm«;e her^ Wha wad shun her ca', lassie ? Isoudens bonaie woods 'and h.rap^. Hae seen our happy bridal day ^ And gentle hope shall so )the thy When I am far awar, !piie.' Hack ! the swelling Bugle Yielding joy to thee, laddie ; But the dolefu* bugle brings Wgefu* thoughts to me, laddie. Lanely I may climb the tfiouritain^ Lanely stray beside the .£01111 tain. Still the wearie moments counting Far frae love and thee, laddie* O'er the gory fields of wa?, Where Vengeance, drives" her m^ T h o a l t may he fa\ frae me afar, And iiane to. clp.se thy eV, laddie. Q resume thy wonted ile ! O suppress tjiy ft-arsr la sie ! . GJorioip honour crown? tfie toil That the soldier shares, lassie;. �Heaven wilt shield thy faithfu5 loveiy Till the vengeful strife be over, Then we'll meet, nae mair to sever, 'Till the day we die, lassie. 'Midst our bonnie woods and braes, W e l l spend our peaceful happy days, As Wythe's yon lightsome Iamb that plays On Loudon's ilovvery lea* lassie. The Old Commodore. Od'sblood ! what a time for a seaman to skulk Under gingerbread hatches ashore; What a damn'd bad job that this batter'd old hulk Can't be rigged out for sea once more; But the puppies, as they pass, Cocking up a quizing glass, Thus run down the old commodore: That's the old commodore— The rum old commodore-— The gouty old commodore—he ! W h y the bullets1 and the gout Have so knocked his hull about, That he'll never more be fit for sea; t . 'v* il'iK^ V ifl Here am I in distress, like a ship water-logg'd r Not a tow-rope at hand, nor an oar; I am left by my crew, and may I be flogg'd. But the doctor's a son of a w . While Vm swallowing his slops, H o w nimble are his chpps,.. �4 Thus queering ihe old commodore: A bad case, commodore ! — Can't say, commodore ! MusVt flatter, commodore, says lie, For the bullets and the gout Have so knock a your hull about, That you'll never more be fit for &ea. W h a t ! no more to be afloat ! blood and fury I they lie, I'm a seaman, only threescore ; And if, as they tell me, I'm likely to.die, Gadzooks I let me not die ashore. A s to death, 'tis ail a joke, Sailors live in fire and smoke. So, at least, says an old commodore: The rum old commodore— T h e tough old commodore, The fighting o!d commodore—he ! Whom the devi!y nor the gout, Nor the French dogs to boot. Shall kill till they grapple him at sea. My Native Caledonia. Sair, sair was my heart, when I parted fVae my J ean, And sair, sair I sigli'd, while the tears stood m my een; For my daddie is but poor, and my fortune is-sae* sma', Jt gars me leave my native Caledonia* �^•hen I think oji days gane, and -sae h a p p y I, hae^ > been, When wandering m nit dearie, where the primrose blaws unseen, I'm wae to leave my lassiq, an'my (Inddie's cot ava, Or to leave the healthfit bree&e of Caledonia. Rut wherever J wander, still happy b^,my Jean, Nae care disturb her bosom, where peace has ever been ; Then tho v ills on ills bpfa' me, for her 111 bear tjheip a\ T h o ' aft I'll heave a; sigh, for Caledonia. But should riches e'er be mine, and my J^anie still l)e true, Then blaw, ye favring breezes, till my native lotn$ I view; Then 1/11 kneel on Scotia's shore, while the hearty felt tear shall fa'* And never leave my Jean nor Caledonia. Eovely Nun, ' Sweet's the ship that, under sail, Spreads her, white .bosom to the gale, Svveet, oh ! sweet's the flowing can ; Sweet to poise the labouring oar, ' . That tugs us to our native shore, hen the bo^Lsvraui pipes the b^rge t.© mao,;:. �V ,' >7 '" Svvert mailing with a farming breeze"; But oh ! much sweeter than all thes>e> Is Jack's delight^ his lovely Nan. The needle fakhful to the north, T o shew of constancy the worth, A curious lessot) teaches man ; The needle time may rest, a squall Capsize the hinacle and ail, Let seamanship do all it can : My love in worth shall higher rise, Nor time shall rust, nor scjuais c a p s i ^ My faith and truth to lovely Nan. When iii the bilboes I was pennM, For serving of a worthless Mend, And every creature from me ran ; N o bhip performing quarantine, W a s ever so deserted seen, None hailed me, woman, child, nor mm*; But though false friendship s sails were Though cut adrift by all the world, I'd. all tirn world in lovely Nan-. , 1 love my duty, love my, fi;kr?fJ, Love truth and merit to defend. T o moan their loss, who hazard ran ; I love to take an honest part, Love beauty and a spotless heart; By manners love to shew the man ; T o sail through fife by honour's breeze-^ ' T was all •along of loving these thirst made me doat on ioveij Nan. �8 Kaihhen (TMore. M y love, still I think thSt I Fee her once more, Jiwt alas ! she has left rne, her loss to deplore, My own little Kathleen, my poor lost Kathleen, my Kathleen, O. Her hair glossy black, her eyes were dark blue, Her colour still changing, her smiles ever new, So pretty was Kath'een, my sweet little Kathleen, mv Kathleen, 0 . Sire milled the dun cow, that ne'er offerd to stir, Th<>' wicked it was, it was gentle to her, So kind was my Kathleen, my poor little Kathleen, my Kathleen Q. f '.li-e sat at the door one cold afternoon, T o hear the wind blow, and to look at the moon, So pensive was Kathleen, my .poor little Kathleen, my Kathleen O . Gold was the night breeze that sigh'd round her bowV, It chiird my poor Kathleen, she dropp'd from that hour, And I lost my poor Kathleen, my own little Kathleen, my Kathleen G. Th*e birds of all birds that X love the best, ; Is the Ptobin that in the churchyard builds his nest, For he seems to watch Kathleen, hops lightly on Kathleen, my Kathleen 0» � https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/a0b9d2206737cb3d40f429b1e32c4ce4.jpg eb1156617787c23eec005699d798f45b 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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Subject The topic of the resource Chapbooks - Scotland - Edinburgh Alcohol Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Edinburgh: Printed for the Bookseller Type The nature or genre of the resource ballads & songs Source A related resource from which the described resource is derived Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource [1815-1825?] # of Woodcuts: 1 Activity: drinking Architecture: pillar(s) Bib Context: title-page Chapbook Date: 1811-1820 Chapbook Date: 1821-1830 Chapbook Genre: ballads & songs Chapbook Publisher - Edinburgh: Printed for the Booksellers Fashion (Clothing): sailor uniform Food & Drink Gender: man/men Object: crate/barrel(s) Object: cup(s) Occupation : sailor Outdoor Scene Transportation: ship/boat(s)