1 10 1 https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/f5090aff1d2849a32eb2fcaa979c91cf.pdf 076b094e6785967d694dfebccdffee28 PDF Text Text A COLLECTION OF THE LAIIiD f); COCK PEN. THE ROW; JOHN ANDERSON MY JO. MOGGY ADAIR. UNFORTUNATE MARY. AND SAE WILL WE YET. ED M M PRlNTEF FOR TBI BOOK ELLER5 �The Laird o Cockpen. T h e Laird o- Coekpen, he's proud an1 he's great, Bis mind is ta'en up wi' the things o' tho state: He wanted a wife his braw house to keep; But favour wi" wooing was fashions to seek. Doun by the dike side a Lady did dwell; At his table-head he thought she'd look well: M ' d i s h ' s ae daughter o1 C la verse-ha1 Lee, A penny less lass wi' a Jang pedigree. His wig was weel-pouther'd as guid as when new, His waistcoat was white, his coat it was blue. H e put on a ring, a sword, and coek'd h a t ; And wha could refuse the Laird wi' a' that ? $$e -t-Qok 'grey -mane and rade canftily ; iAn' r^p't at the y e $ o' Claverse/ha,* >Lee,; 44 Gae tdi Mistress Jean to come speedily" ben ; jSb.e'a wanted to speak to the I^aircl o* Cockpeti ?" Mistress Jean was makin' the elder-flow'r-wine, " An* what brings the Laird at sic a like time She pat affiher apron, an1 on her silk gown, H e r mulch wi'red ribbons, an' gaed awn doun. Atf whjin she cam ben, he bp_uedJir 'low; An' what w#s his errand he .soon let her know: Amaz'd the Laird, when the Lady said, lAn1 wi' a laigh curtsie she turned awa. Dumfunder'd he was, nae sigh did he gie f He mounted his mare, an1 rade cannily ; And aften he thocht, as he gaed thro' the gfe% She's daft to refuse the Laird o1 Coekpeo* �3 The Rota. I knew by the noise that I heard all around, In the street where I was, that a How it was near* And I said if there's fun this good night to be found, As I love it so dearly, I shall sure find it here. Every tongue seenrd employed, and the row did increase, Whilst the Charleys their rattles so cheerly spring. I hoppM into the crowd, the news for to catch. But scarcely had open'd my mouth to enquire, When a rascally thief made off with my watch, Tript my heels, and so laid me down flat in the mire! The watchmen surrounded, and bore me away. And in limbo I sigh'd till the dawn of next day. T o the justice tlpey took me, to tell my sad tale, Who asked me what in defence Fd to say, I told him that rogues in the crowd did assail, My person abus' d, and my watch bore away. He looking quite grim, bade me better hours keep, Pay a shilling—Return to my home with all speed. John Anderson my Jo. John Anderson, my jo, John, When we were first sequent, Your locks were like the raven, Your bonny brow was brefit; • '-.JEW �a Burt n o w y()ur h e a < F s { u n 1 \ i bauld, J o h n , Your Jocks are like the snow, Y e t ble^sln^s on your frosty p o u v J fil i n An de rson, my j o. John Anderson, my jo, John, When nature first began To try her canny hand, Joivti, Her master-work was Man ; And you ainaiig them a', John, Sac trkr irae tap to tpe, She proved to be nae journey-work, John Anderson j my jo John Ander^on, my jo, John, Ye were my first conceit, And ye needria think it strange, John, Tho 1 1 ca1 ye trim arid neat; Tho* some folks sae ye1 re auld John, 1 never think ye so, But I thhik yere aye the same to me, John Anderson, my jo. J o h n Anderson^ mv jo.,. John, ... W e ' u been our bairns' bairns, And yet, my dear J<din Anderlon, I'm happy in y o u r arms ; AnH sae are*ye i n ! m i n e , John— i'in sure ye l 1 ne1 er mv 11o, T h o ' the days? are j>ane ihat we have J o h n Anderson, mv jo. �,5 John Anderson, my.;, jo^ John, What.pleasure does it ' T o see sae mony sprouts, J o h n , Spring up %ween you and me ; A n d ilka lad arid lass, John, I n our footsteps to go, Makes perfect heaven here on earth, J^hn Anderson my jo. J oh n A nderson, my jo, J oh h 5 Frae year t"o year we've past, And sdoh that year maun come John Will bring us to our Jast : But let yna thai affright us, John, Our hearts were ne'er our foe; While in innopent delight we lived, John Anderson, my jo. John Anderson, my jo, John, W e 'climb the hill thegither, Add monie a cantie day, John, We've had wi' ane anilher ; Now we maun totter down, J o h n , But hand in hand we'll go, And vveUI sleep thegither at the foot, John Anderson, my jo, ' /Idair, ' ' ' What's i\lJ the world to me,! Desert and bare,! There it was limping J^'ed {iifce) her a rihh6u red, �6 For which I broke his head-— (AH for) Moggy Adair ! W h o made the saucepan shine ? Moggy Adair! W h o boiled nice dumplings nine r Moggy Adair! Who, when they ail were done. Because I didn't run, Eat 'em up every one P (O, cruel) Moggy Adair ! But now thou'rt cold to me, False, I declare ! Left me for Timothy, At the Brown Bear ! Now in my garters twined, 111 dangle in the wind, Oh!—no, I'll change my mind, (So a fig for) Moggy Adair ! Unfortunate Mary. Distracted with anguish and grief, Behold a poor girl of woe. Ah ! where shall I fly for relief ? In vain scalding tears now flow, No ease they afford to my heart, Nor comfort give to my mind. Ah ! what can the world now impart, Where ease or hope shall I find ? �7 Then* pity me, maids, ah, pity me ! My true Jove was lost at sea, In the unfortunate Abergavenny. The youth of my heart is no more;— Charles found a wat*ry grave, His virtues how many deplore, Yet worth nor virtue could save T h a t dear form from the tyrant death ; His truth and vows, so sincere, Fled for ever that voice and breath, And all my soul loved dear. Then, pity me, &c. No more fond memory delights In tracing the heavenly mind. His soul has ta'en her flight And gone to its kindred kind. Poor Mary, though heart-broken, blest,— Constancy still was thy lot; Thy sorrow will soon find rest, Though Charles will ne'er be forgot., Then, pity me,,&c. And sae %mll we yet. Sit ye down here, my cronies, and gie me your crack, Let the win! tak the care o' this life on its back; Our hearts to despondency we ne'er will submit, For we've aye been provided for, and sae will we yet. And sae will we yet. &c. �8 Let thi? miser delight in the h^ardin^ of pelf, Since he has not the said to enjbv it ; himself: Since the Bounty of Providence • & ni?vr ev'ry day* As we journey, through life, let us live.by the way. Let us live by the way, &c. T h e n bring us a tankard of nappy good al£, For to comfort our hearts, and enliven the tale; \ W t l aye he provided forthte I auger we sit, For we've drank thegither monie a time, and sae will we yet. A n d sae will we y e t , 81 c w , Success to the farmer4, and prosper h h plough, Rewarding his eident toils a' -the year through : Our seed time and harvest we;e?er will geti F o r we've lippen'd aye? to Providence, and sae will • we yet hs l-l And sae will we yet, kc. > J Long live the king, atklhappy may -he he, And success to his forces by land and h y s t a : His enemies to triumph we n^'er will permit, Britons aye have been victorious, and sae will they yet. And say will they yet, &c. Let the glass keep its course, ami go merilie £oun^> F o r the sun has to rise 5 tho' the moon it g©es dovi n : Till the house he rinnin round about, 'tis tirnl enough to flit, > ,,* i iO W h e n we fell, ;we aye got up again, and sae will we j e t . And sae will we yet, kc. � https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/7de3a522338cdadc817c8449c996d512.jpg 1bd64ea3aedd80802b5a363457b9292e 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 3008 Width 1863 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/. Title A name given to the resource Illustration in double ruled border on title page of a woman wearing a bonnet and apron with her arms outstretched towards a well dressed man who is holding a walking stick. 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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Chapbook #25 in a bound collection of 40 chapbooks Subject The topic of the resource Chapbooks - Scotland - Edinburgh 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="G. Ross Roy Collection, University of South Carolina Libraries" href="http://library.sc.edu/spcoll/britlit/roycol.html">G. Ross Roy Collection, University of South Carolina Libraries</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 Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Burns, Robert, 1759-1796 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 Bib Context: title-page Chapbook Date: 1811-1820 Chapbook Genre: ballads & songs Chapbook Publisher - Edinburgh: Printed for the Booksellers Fashion (Clothing): upper class Gender: man/men Gender: woman/women Indoor Scene Object: curtain(s) Object: walking stick/ staff