1 10 1 https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/5500880e025e201a7c348de18c18d6a2.pdf 9c7bfed2ac94762963a7a18fa930c132 PDF Text Text A COLLECTION OF No. CONTAINING WHA'LL BE KING BUT CHARLIE. JENNY'S BAWBEE, MARY. THE BRAW FICKLE WOOER. THE LANDLADY OF FRANCE, NID NODDIN. EDINBURGH s PRINTEB IHU. ES«: KSKf.Lt B<, �iO MdiTvj€UJOD h IVha 11 he King but Cliarlie. T h e news frae Moidart earn' yestreen, W ill soon gar mony ferlie, For ships o' war have just come in, An' landed royal Charlie! Come through the heather, Around him gather, Ye're a' the welcomer early, Come Ronald, come Donald, come a' thegither, And crown your rightfu* lawfu' King, For wha 11 be King but Charlie ? The Highland clans wi' sword in hand, Frae John o' Groats to Airly, Ila'e to a man declar'd to stand, Or fa' we' royal Charlie. Come through the heather, :kce The Lowlands a' baith great an' sma' Wi' mony a Lord an' Laird, ha'e Declar'd for Scotia's King an' law, An' spier ye wha but Charlie. Come through the heather, &c. There's ne'er a lass in a' the land, But vows baith late an' early, To man sh'll ne'er gi'e heart or hand, W h a wadna fecht for Charlie. Come through the heather, &c. Then here's a health to Charlie's cause, An' be't complete and early, His very name my heart's blood warms,—• To arms for royal Charlie! Come through the heather, &rc» I �3 Jenny $ Bawbee. I met four chaps yon birks aniang, W hanging lugs and faces lang : I spier'd at neighbour Bauldy Strang, What are these we see P Quoth he, ilk cream-fac'd pawky chief Thinks hansel* cunnin' as the deil, And here they cam awa to steal Jenny's bawbee. The first, a captain to his trade, Wi' ilUlin,d skull, and back weel clad, March cl round the barn, and by the shed, And papped on his knee. Quoth he,, My goddess, nymph, and queen, Your beauty's dazzl'd baith my een I But deil a beauty he had seen But Jenny's bawbee. A Norland laird iieist trotted up, Wi"1 bawsent naig, and siller whup!. Cried, Here's my horse, lad, haud the grup, Or tie him to a tree. What's go wd to me? I've wall h o ' lan— Bestow on ane o' worth your hari\ He thought to pay what he was awn W? Jenny's bawbee. A lawyer neist, wi" blethrin' gab, And speeches wove like ony wab ; O ilk ane's corn he took a dab, And a1 for a fee ; �A r counts he ©w\t through a' the town, A hd tradesmen's ton &iies n ae m ai r cou 1 d drown But now he \hoU'ght U clopt h is gown . . . > W"\ Jcnnv'* bawbee. Quite spruce, jVi; t frae the wasl\in' tubs A fool pain .nei>t, but life has,.rubs; Foul were the the roi and fir the dub$» And *ai'r besniear'd was he: He dan-e'd up/squintirf through a glass, And gnnn'd, V l&ith, afobri rile lass; l i e thought to win wi* f ront o' brass, JennyV bawbee/ She bade the laird gate karne his wig, 11)e sodger not to strut so big, The lawyer not to be a prig ; The fool he cried, Tee hee ! J ken'd that I eouid never fail : But she prinn'd the dishciout to his tail, And coolM him a water-pail, And kept her bawbee. Then Johnnie cam, a lad o" sense, A ltho' he had na tnony pence ; And took young- Jenny to the spence, Wi* her to crack a wee. Now Johnnii was a clever chie^ And here his suit he pressVisae we el,, That Jenny's heart grew salt as jeel, And she biiTd her bawbee. Mary. Will ye go to the Indies, my Mary, And leave auid Scale's shore ? �5 Will ye go ta the Indie*, my Mary. Across tlr Atlantic's roar? 0 sweet gVowsthe lime and the orange* And the apple upon the pine, But a the chaVms o' the Indies Can ever e^ual thine. 1 h/i.e, swofii by the Heavens to my Mary, I hge s wpri) by t lie II eaVens to be Vrue; And sae mixy the Heavens forget me, W hen I forget my vow ! O plight me your fait hp my .Mary, , . And plight me your lily-white hand ; O plight me your faith, my .Mary, Bef6re I leave; Scbtia^s strand. We hae plighted our troth, my Mary, In mutual affection to join, And curst be the qause that shall part lis ! The hour and the moment o* time ! The Br aw Fickle Wooer* Last May a braw wooer came down the lang glen, And sair wi' his love he did deave me; I said there was naething I hated like men I The deuce gae w f m to believe me, believe me, The deuce gae wi'm to believe me. Re spak o'1 the darts oy my bonnie black een, And vow'd for my loye he was dying; I said he might die when he liked, for The Lord forgie me for lyings f o r c i n g , The Lord for^ie me f e r Wing J �6 A weel-stoeked mailen, himself for the laird. And marriage, aff hand, was his proffers: I never loot on that I ken'd it, or carcl, But thought I might hae waur offers, waur offers, But thought 1 might hae waur offers. But what wad ye think ? In a fortnight or less, The deil tak his taste to gang near her! l i e up the lang loan to my black cousin Bess, Guess ye how, the jade I I could bear her, could bear her, Guess ye how, the jade ! I could bear her. But a' the neist week as I fretted wi' care, I gaed to the tryste o* Dalgarnock, And wha but my fine fickle lover was there, I glowrd as I'd seen a warlock, a warlock, I glowrM as I'd seen a warlock. But owre my left shouther I gae him a blink, Lest neebours might say I was saucy; My wooer he caper'd as heM been in drink, And vowrd I was his dear lassie, dear lassie, And vow'd I was his dear lassie. I spier'd for my cousin, fu ? eouthie and sweet, Gin she had recovered her hearin\ And how her new shoon fit her auld shack I't feet, But, heavens4 ho w he fell a sweann\ a swearinV , But, heavens ! how he fell a swearin'. «] He begged for gttdesake ! I wad be his wife, J Or else 1 wad kill him vv'f sorrow: a So e'en to preserve tire poor body in life, I think I maun wed him to-morrow, to morrow, 1 think I ~ maun wed him to-morrow. �7 The Landlady of France. A landlady of France, she loved an officer, 'tis said, And this officer he dearly loved her brandy, Oh ! Sighed she, I love this officer, although his nose is red, And his legs are what his regiment call bandy Oh! But when the bandy officer was ordered to the coast, How she tore her lovely locks that looked so sandy, Oh ! Adieu, my soul, says she, if you write pray pay the post; But, before we part, let's take a drop of brandy Oh ! She filled him out a bumper, just before he left the town, And another for herself, so neat and handy, Oh! So they kept their spirits up, by their pouring spirits down, For love is like the cholic, cured with brandy, Oh! Take a boUle on't says she, for your going into camp, In your tent you know, my love, 'twill be the dandy, Oh! Your right, says he, my life, for a tent is very damp, And 'tis better with my tent to take some brandy, Oh ! �ft Nid X odd in. (ruck e*en to; yd ki miner, ainT'are'^d Vo'lit* lane ? Come and see how. biylhe.-are we, Jor JLjaiu* is jjoine haihe; J O but he's been lang avva, and 0 mv heiut Was ?air Whcii I sobb'd out a long iareweei ni&ylie' to mlvt nae rnair. But were a" nod din, nid nid nod din ; O we re ay noddin at our hou^e at hame. 0 Iang hae I iongbt, ear- and late did 1 toir. My bairnies for to feed and cieed, my comiurt was their smile ; When I thougiit on Jamie far a-w?ay and o1 his love so lain, A boding thiob thriil'd tiiro1 niy heart we\lmaybe meet again. iNow we^ie a' noddin.,, fee* W h e n he k ndeked at HiVe tioor I thouglit I kend , f n jheirap. •• i /...-i^.,.. :. n / "9 w *. When little Katie cried, rny clad die lias canje back ? A slt;un gaed throSny anxious bi east. as thought-., iui?y I sat,, 1 raise, I gaz'd, f ell in his arms, and bur&t'd out & graU But we're a' noddiu, &c. Tell a' our neigh hours, and bid them mine and see, My Jamie, that's 'tome hame again, for dear he is to me ; For now, Since gentle peace has dawn'd upon Our native isle, liv'ry heart will now rejoice, andet'ry face will ymiUv For we're a" noddin, &c. � https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/4424830a953314f0f1439080c23d8136.jpg fff5d1cd7df453971276423e1d9fe9eb 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. Bit Depth 8 Channels 3 Height 2903 Width 1854 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. 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Title A name given to the resource A Collection of Songs, &amp;c. No. X Containing Wha'll be King but Charlie. Jenny's Bawbee. Mary. The Braw Fickle Wooer. The Landlady of France. Nid Noddin. Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context <a href="https://ocul-gue.primo.exlibrisgroup.com/permalink/01OCUL_GUE/mrqn4e/alma9953133903505154">s0499b33</a> Alternative Title An alternative name for the resource. The distinction between titles and alternative titles is application-specific. Wha'll be King but Charlie. Jenny's Bawbee. Mary. The Braw Fickle Wooer. The Landlady of France. Nid Noddin. Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource [1815-1825?] per University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks Extent The size or duration of the resource. 8 pages Is Part Of A related resource in which the described resource is physically or logically included. Chapbook #19 in a bound collection of 40 chapbooks Description An account of the resource \ Subject The topic of the resource Ballads and songs Chapbooks - Scotland - Edinburgh Jacobites Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada 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&nbsp;</a> 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 Format The file format, physical medium, or dimensions of the resource JPEGs and PDF derived from master file, which was scanned from the original book in 24-bit color at 600 dpi in TIFF format using an Epson Expression 10000XL scanner. Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Edinburgh: Printed for the Bookseller Source A related resource from which the described resource is derived Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario Type The nature or genre of the resource ballads & songs # of Woodcuts: 1 Activity: dueling/fighting 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): Highland attire Fashion (Clothing): military Gender: man/men Monarch: prince Occupation: soldier Outdoor Scene Weapon: shield(s) Weapons: sword(s)