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The Life of Richard Turpin, A Most Notorious Highwayman. Giving a Particular Account of all his daring robberies and burglaries, trial, execution, burial, &c.
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Turpin, Richard, 1706-1739
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THE
L I F E A I D
D E A T H
OF
FAIR ROSAMOND,
'CONCUBINE TO
K I N G H E N R Y IE.
GLASGOW:
PRINTED FOR THE BOOKSELLERS.
11
�FAIR ROSAMOND.
When as King Henry rul'd this land,
The second of that name;
Besides the queen, he loved dear
A fair and courtly dame.
Most peerless was her beauty found,
Her favour and her face;
A sweeter creature in the world,
Could never prince embrace.
Her crisped locks, like threads of gold
Appear'd to each man's sight;
Her comely eyes, like orient pear
Did cast a heavenly light.
The blood within her crystal cheeks,
Did such a colour drive,
As though the lily and the rose
For mastership did strive
Fair Rosamond, fair Rosamond,
Her name was called so,
To whom dame Eleanor our queen,
Was known a deadly foe.
The king therefore, for her defence
Against the furious queen,
At Woodstock builded such a bower,
The like was never seen.
�Most curiously the tower was built,
Of stone and timber strong,
One hundred and fifty doors
Did to this tower belong.
And they so cunningly contrived,
With turnings round about,
That none without a clue of thread
Could enter in or out.
Now, for his love and lady's sake,
Who was both fair and bright,
The keeping of the tower he gave
Unto a valiant knight.
But fortune that doth often frown,
Where it before did smile,
The king's delight, the lady's joy,
Full soon she did beguile.
For why, the king's ungracious son
Whom he did high advance,
Against his father raised wars,
W'ithin the realms of France.
But yet before our gracious king
The English land forsook,
Of Rosamond, his lady fair,
His farewell thus he took.
My Rosamond, my lovely Rose,
Who pleaseth best mine eye,
The fairest flower in all the world
To feed my phantasy.
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The flower of my affected heart,
Whose sweetness doth excel,
My Royal Rose, an hundred times
I bid you now farewell.
For I must leave rny fairest Rose,
My sweetest Rose apace,
And cross the ocean into France,
Proud rebels to debase.
But still my Rose, be sure thou shalt
My coming shortly see,
And in my heart, when hence I am,
I'll bear my Rose with me.
When Rosamond, the lady bright,
Did hear the king say so,
The sorrows of it grieved her so,
Her outward looks did show.
And from h^r clear and crystal eyes,
The tears gush'd out apace,
And like the silver pearl dew
Ran down her comely face.
And falling down into a swoon,
Before King Henry's face,
Full oft within his princely arms
Her body did embrace.
And twenty times with wat'ry eyes,,
He kiss'd her tender cheek,
Until he had revived again
Her spirit mild and meek.
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Why grieves my Rose ? my sweetest Rose,
The king did often say ;
Because, said she, to bloody wars
My lord must pass away.
But since your grace in foreign parts,
Amongst your foes unkind.
Must go to hazard life and limb,
Why must I stay behind ?
Nay, rather let me like a page
Thy sword and target bear,
That on my breast the blow may light
That would offend my dear.
O, let me in your royal tent
Prepare your bed at night,
And with sweet baths refresh you there,
As you return from fight.
So I your presence will enjoy,
No toil I will refuse;
But wanting you my life is death,
Which doth true love abuse.
Content thyself, my dearest love
Thy rest at home shall he,
In England's sweet and pleasing court,
For travels fit not thee.
Fair ladies brook not bloody wars.
Sweet peace their pleasure breed,
The nourisher of heart's content,
Whose fancy first doth feed.
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My Rose sliall rest in Woodstock bower
With music's sweet delight,
While I among the piercing pikes
Against the foes do fight.
My Rose in robes of pearl and gold,
With diamonds rich and bright,
Shall dance the galliards of my love,
While I my foes do smite.
And you, Sir Thomas, whom I trust,
To be my love's defence
Be careful of my gallant Rose,
When I am parted hence.
And here withal he fetch'd a sigh,
As though his heart would break;
And Rosamond, for very grief,
Not one plain word could speak.
And at their parting, well they might
In heart be grieved sore,
After that day fair Rosamond
The king did ne'er see more
For when his grace had passed the seas,
And into France was gone,
Queen Eleanor with envious heart,
To Woodstock came anon.
And forth she calls the trusty knight
Who kept this curious bower,
And with a clue of twisted thread,
Come from this famous flower.
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But when they had wounded him,
The queen his thread did get,
She went where Lady Rosamond
Like a young queen was set.
But when the queen with stedfast eyes,
Beheld her lovely face,
She was amazed in her mind,
With such exceeding grace.
Cast off, said she, these fine wrought robes,
That rich and costly be,
And drink you up this deadly draught
Which I have brought to thee.
But presently upon her knees,
Fair Rosamond did fall,
And pardon of the queen she craved,
For her offences all.
Take pity on my youthful years,
Fair Rosamond did say;
And let me not with poison strong
Be forced for to die.
1 will renounce my sinful life,
And in some cloister hide:
Or else be banished if you please,
To range the world so wide.
For sure the fault which I have done
I was forced thereunto,
Preserve my life and punish me,
As vou think fit to do.
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And with these words, her lily hands,
She wrung full often there,
And down her comely face
Proceeded many a tear.
But nothing could this furious queen
Herewith appeased be,
Except the cup of deadly poison,
Which she held on her knee.
She gave this comely dame to drink,
Who took it from her hand,
And from her bended knees arose.
And on her feet did stand:
When, casting up her eyes to heaven,
She did for mercy call,
And drinking up the poison strong,
She lost lier life withal.
And when that death thro' every limb
Had done its greatest spite,
Her chief foes could but confess,
She was a glorious sight.
Her body then they did entomb,
When life was fled away,
At Woodstock near to Oxford town.
As may be seen this day.
FINIS.
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THE LIFE
AND
ASTONISHING ADVENTURES
OP
PETER
WILLIAMSON,
WHO WAS
CARRIED OFF WHEN A CHILD FROM ABERDEEN
AND
SOLD FOR A SLAVE.
PRINTED
G L A S G O W :
FOR THE BOOKSELLERS.
83.
��T H E
LIFE
AND
A D V E N T U R E S
OF
PETER
WILLIAMSON.
I W A S born in the parish of A b o y n e ,
Aberdeen
Shire, of respectable parents, who sent me very
early to live with an aunt at A b e r d e e n ;
when,
under the years of pupillarity, one playing on
the quay with others of my
companions—being
of a stout robust constitution—I was taken notice
of by two fellows belonging to a vessel in the
harbour, employed, in the trade called kidnapping
; that is stealing young children from their
parents, and selling them as slaves in plantations
abroad.
Being market out by those monsters of
impiety as their prey, I was cajoled on board the
ship by them, where I was no sooner got, than
they conducted me between the decks to some
others they had kidnapped in the same manner.
At that time, I had no sense of the fate that was
destined for me, and spent the time in childish
�4
amusements with my fellow-sufferers in the steerage,
being never suffered to g o upon deck whilst
the vessel lay in the harbour.
In about a month's time the ship set sail for
America.
I cannot forget that, when we arrived
on the coast we were destined for, a hard gale of
wind sprung up from the S. E. and, to the
captain's
great surprise (he not thinking he was near
land, although having been 11 weeks on the
passage),
about twelve o'clock at night, the ship
struck on a sand bank off Cape M a y , near the
Capes of Delaware, and, to the great terror and
affright of the ship's company, in a 'short time
was almost full of water.
T h e boat was then
hoisted out, into which the captain and his fellow
villians, the crew, got with some difficulty,
leaving me and my deluded companions to perish,
as they then naturally concluded inevitable death
to be our fate.
Often, in my
distresses
and
miseries since, have I wished that such had been
the consequence, when in a state of innocence !
But Providence thought proper to reserve me
for future trials of its goodness.
Thus abandoned
anddeserted, without the least prospect of relief,
but threatened every moment with death, did
these villians leave us.
T h e cries, the shrieks
and tears of a parcel of infants, had no effect on,
or caused the least remorse in the breasts of these
merciless wretches.
Scarce can I say to which
�5
to give the preference, whether to such as these,
who have had the opportunity of knowing the
Christian religion ; or to the savages herein after
described, who profane not the gospel, or boast
of humanity ; and if they act in a more brutal and
butcherly manner, yet it is to their enemies, for
the sake of plunder and the rewards offered them
for their principles are alike — the love of sordid
gain being both their motives.
T h e ship being
on a sand bank, which did not give way to let
her deeper, we lay in the same deplorable condition
until morning, when, though we saw the
land of Cape M a y , at about a mile's distance, we
knew not what would be our fate.
T h e wind at length abated, and the captain,
unwilling to lose all her cargo, about ten o'clock,
sent some of his crew in a boat to the ship's side
to bring us on shore, where we lay in a sort of a
camp, made of the sails of the vessel, and such
other things as we could get.
T h e provisions
lasted us until we were taken in by a vessel bound
to Philadelphia, lying on this island, as well as
I can recollect, near three weeks.
V e r y little
of the cargo was saved undamaged, and the vessel
was entirely lost.
When arrived and landed at Philadelphia, the
capital of Pennsylvania, the captain had people
enough who came to buy us.
about £ 1 6 per
head.
H e , sold us at
What became of my
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unhappy companions, I never k n e w ; it was my lot
to be sold to one of m y countrymen, whose name
was H u g h Wilson, a North Britain, who had in
his youth undergone the same fate as myself—
having been kidnapped from St. Johnstown, in
Scotland.
Happy was my lot in falling into my countryman's
power, as he was, contrary to many others
of his calling, a humane, worthy, honest man.
Having no children of his own, and commiserating
my unhappy condition, he took great care
of me until I was fit for business, and, about the
12th year of my age, set me about little trifles;
in which state I continued until my 14th year,
when I was more fit for harder work.
During
such my idle state, seeing my fellow-servants
often reading and writing, it incited in me an
inclination to learn, which I intimated to my
master,
telling him I should be very willing to serve
a year longer than the contract by which I was
sold, if he would indulge me in going to s c h o o l ;
this he readily agreed to, saying that winter would
be the
best time.
It being then summer, I
waited with impatience for the other season ; but,
to make some progress in my design, I got a
Primer, and learned as much from my fellowservants as I could.
At
school, where I went
every winter for five years,
I made a tolerable
proficiency, and have ever since been improving
�7
myself at leisure
hours.
With this good master
I continued till I was seventeen years old, when
he died ; and, as a reward for my faithful service,
he left me £ 2 0 0 currency, which was then about
£ 1 5 0 sterling, his best horse, saddle, and all his
wearing apparel.
Being now my own master, having money in
my pocket, and all other necessaries, I employed
myself in j o b b i n g about the country, working for
any one that would employ me, for near seven
years, when, thinking I had money sufficient to
follow some better way of life, I resolved to
settle,
but thought one step necessary thereto was
to be married; for which purpose I applied to
the daughter of a substantial planter, and found
my suit was not unacceptable to her or her father,
so that matters were soon concluded upon, and
we married.
M y father-in-law, in order to
establish us in the world in an easy, if not affluent
manner, made me a deed of gift of a tract of land,
that lay, unhappily for me, as it has since proved,
on the frontiers of the province of Pennsylvania,
near the forks of Delaware, in Berks
County,
containing about 200 acres ; 30 of which were
well cleared, and fit for immediate use, whereon
was a good house and barn.
T h e place pleasing
me well, I settled on it, though it cost me the
major part of my money in buyingstock,household
furniture, and implements for out-door w o r k ;
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and happy as I was in a good wife, yet did my
felicity last me not l o n g ; for about the year 1754,
the Indians in the French Interest, who had for
a long time before ravaged and destroyed other
parts of America unmolested, I may very properly
say, began to be very troublesome on the
frontiers of our province, where they generally
appeared in small skulking parties, with yellings,
shoutings, and antic postures, instead of trumpets
and drums, committing great devastations.
The
Pennsylvanians little imagined at first that the
Indians, guilty of such outrages and violence,
were some of those who pretended to be in the
English interest; which, alas! proved to be too
true to many of us ; for, like the French in
Europe, without regard to faith or treaties, they
suddenly break out into furious, rapid outrages,
and devastations, but soon retire precipitately
having no stores nor provisions but what they
meet with in their incursions.
Some indeed
carry a bag with biscuit or Indian corn therein,
but not unless they have a long march to their
destined place of action.
And those French who
were sent to dispossess us in that part of the
world, being indefatigable in their duty, and
continually
contriving and using all manner of ways
and means to win the Indians to their interest,
many of whom had been too negligent, and
sometimes,
I may say, cruelly treated by those who
�9
pretend to be their protectors and friends, found
it no very difficult matter to get over to their
interest many who belonged to those nations in
amity with, us, especially as the rewards they
gave them were so great, they paying for every
scalp of an English person £ 1 5 sterling.
Shocking to human nature were the barbarities
daily committed by the savages, and are not
to be paralleled in ail the volumes of history !
Scarce did a day pass but some unhappy family
or other fell victims to savage cruelty.
Terrible
indeed it proved to me, as well as to many others;
I that was now happy in an easy state of life,
blessed with an affectionate and tender wife, who
was possessed of all amiable qualities, to enable
me to g o through the world with that peace and
serenity of mind which every Christian wishes to
possess, became on a sudden one of the most
unhappy and deplorable of mankind.
Scarce can
I sustain the shock which for ever recoils on me,
at thinking on the last time of seeing that good
woman.
T h e fatal 2d of October, 1754, she
that day went from home to visit some of her
relations. As I staid up later than usual, expecting
her return, none being in the house besides
myself, how great was my surprise, terror, and
affright, when, about 11 o'clock at night, I heard
the dismal war-cry, or war-whoop of the savages,
and to my inexpressible grief, soon found my
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house was attacted by them.
I flew to my chamber
window, and perceived them to be twelve in
number.
T h e y making several attempts to get
in, I asked them what they wanted.
T h e y gave
me no answer, but continued beating, and trying
to get the door opened.
Judge, then, the
condition I must be in, knowing the cruelty and
merciless disposition of those savages, should I
fall into their hands.
T o escape which dreadful
misfortune, having my gun loaded in my hand,
I threatened them with death if they should not
desist.
But how vain and fruitless are the efforts
of one man against the united force of so many,
and of such merciless, undaunted, and
bloodthirsty
monsters as I had here to deal with.
One
of them that could speak a little English, threatened
me in return, that, if I did not come out,
they would burn me alive in the house—telling
me farther, that they were no friends to the
English
myself
; but if I would come out and surrender
prisoner, they would not kill me.
M y terror
and distraction at hearing this is not to be
expressed by words, nor easily imagined by any
person unless in the same condition.
Little
could I depend on the promises of such creatures,
and yet, if I did not, inevitable death, by being
burnt alive, must me my lot.
Distracted as I
was, in such deplorable circumstances, I chose to
rely on the uncertainty of their fallacious promises,
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rather than meet with certain death, by
rejecting t h e m ; and, accordingly, went out of my
house with my gun in my hand, not knowing
what I did, or that I had it.
Immediately on
my approach, they rushed on me like so many
tigers, and instantly disarmed me.
Having me
thus in their power, the merciless villians bound
me to a tree near the d o o r ; they then went into
the house, and plundered and destroyed every
thing, carrying off what moveables they c o u l d ;
the rest, together with the house, they set fire
to, and consumed before my eyes.
T h e barbarians,
not satisfied with this, set fire to my barn,
Stable, and out-houses, wherein were about 200
bushels of wheat, six cows, four horses, and five
sheep, which were entirely consumed to ashes.
During the conflagration to describe the thoughts,
the fears, and misery that I felt, is utterly
impossible, after this, they untied me, and gave me
a great load to carry on my back, under which I
travelled all that night with them, full of the
most terrible apprehensions, and oppressed with
the greatest anxiety of mind, lest my unhappy
wife should likewise have fallen a prey to those
cruel monsters.
masters
A t day-break, my infernal
ordered me to lay down my load, when, tieing
my hands again round a tree with a small
cord, they then forced the blood out of my
finger-ends. T h e y then kindled a fire near the
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tree whereto I was bound, which filled me with
dreadful agonies, concluding I was going to be
made a sacrifice to their barbarity.
T h e fire being thus made, they for some time
danced round me after their manner, with various
odd motions and antic gestures, whooping,
halloeing, and crying in a frightful manner, as
it is their custom.
Having satisfied themselves
in this sort of their mirth, they proceeded in a
more tragical manner, taking the burning coals
and sticks, flaming with fire at the ends, holding
them near my face, head, hands, and feet, with
a deal of monstrous pleasure and satisfaction, and
at she same time threatening to burn me entirely
if I made the least noise or motion of my body.
T h u s tortured, as I was, almost to death,
I
suffered their brutal pleasure without being
allowed to vent my inexpressible anguish otherwise
than by shedding tears; even which, when these
inhuman tormentors observed, with a shocking
pleasure and alacrity, they would take fresh coals
and apply near my eyes, telling me my face was
wet, and that they would dry it for me.
How I
suffered these tortures, I have here faintly
described,
has been matter of wonder to me many
times; but G o d enabled me to wait with more
than common patience for a deliverance I daily
prayed for.
Having at length satisfied their brutal pleasure,
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they sat round the fire and roasted their meat of
which they had robbed my dwelling-.
When
they had prepared it, and satisfied their voracious
appetites, they offered some to m e ; though it is
easily imagined I had but little appetite to eat,
after the tortures and miseries I had undergone,
yet was I forced to seem pleased with what they
offered me, lest, by refusing it, they had again
resumed their hellish practices.
What I could
not eat, I contrived to get between the bark and
the tree where I was fixed, they having unbound
my hands until they imagined I had eat all they
gave m e ; but then they again bound me as b e fore, in which deplorable condition was I forced
to continue all that day.
When the sun was set,
they put out the fire, and covered the ashes with
leaves, as is their usual custom, that the white
people might not discover any traces or signs of
their having been there.
Going from thence along by the river, for the
space of six miles, loaded as I was before, we
arrived at a spot near the Apalachian mountains,
where they hid their plunder under logs of wood ,
and Oh, shocking to relate ! from thence did these
hellish monsters proceed to a neighbouring house,
occupied by one Joseph Suider and his unhappy
family, consisting of his wife, five children, and
a young man, his servant.
T h e y soon got
admittance into the unfortunate man's house, where
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they immediately, without the least remorse, and
with more than brutal cruelty, scalped the
tender
parents and the unhappy children; nor could
the tears, the shrieks, or cries of these unhappy
victims prevent their horrid massacre; for having
thus scalped them, and plundered the house of
every thing that was moveable, they set fire to
the same, where the poor creatures met their
final doom amidst the flames, the hellish
miscreants
standing at the door, or as near the house
as the flames would permit them, rejoicing and
echoing back, in their diabolical manner, the
piercing cries, heart-rending groans, and paternal
and affectionate soothings, which issued from
this most horrid sacrifice of an innocent family,
not contented with what they had already done,
they still continued their inordinate villiany, in
making a general conflagration of the barn and
stables, together with all the corn, horses, cows,
and every thing on the place.
Thinking the young man belonging to this
unhappy family would be of some service to them
in carrying part of their plunder, they spared his
life, and loaded him and myself with what they
had here got, and again marched to the Blue
Hills, where they stowed their goods as before.
M y fellow-sufferer could not long bear the cruel
treatment which we were both obliged to suffer,
and complaining bitterly to me of being unable
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to proceed any farther, I endeavoured to condole
him as much as lay in my power, to bear up
under his afflictions, and wait with patience till, by
the divine assistance, we should be delivered out
of their clutches; but in vain, for he still continued
his moans and tears, which one of the savages
perceiving as we travelled on, instantly came
up to us, and with his tomahawk gave him a
blow on the head, which felled the unhappy youth
to the ground, where they immediately scalped
and left him.
T h e suddenness of this murder
shocked me to that degree, that I was in a manner
like a statue, being quite motionless, expecting
my fate would soon be the same; however,
recovering my distracted thoughts, I dissembled
the uneasiness and anguish which I felt, as well
as I could, from the barbarians; but such was
the terror that I was under, that for some time I
scarce knew the days of the week, or what I did,
so that, at this period, life indeed became a burden
to me, and I regretted being saved from my
first persecutors, the sailors.
T h e horrid tact being completed, they kept on
their course near the mountains, where they lay
sculking four or five days, rejoicing at the plunder
and store they had got.
When
became scarce, they made their way
provisions
towards
Susquehana, where still, to add to the many
barbarities
they had already committed, passing near
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another house inhabited by an unhappy old man,
whose name was John Adams, with his wife and
four small children; and, meeting withnoresistance,
they immediately scalped the unhappy wife
and her four children, before the good old man's
eyes. Inhuman and horrid as this was, it did
not satiate them, for when they had murdered
the poor woman, they acted with her in such a
brutal manner, as descency, or the remembrance
of the crime, will not permit me to mention, and
this even before the unhappy husband, who not
being able to avoid the sight, and incapable of
affording her the least relief, entreated them to
put an end to his miserable being ; but they were
as deaf and regardless to the tears, prayers, and
entreaties of this venerable sufferer, as they had
been to those of the others, and proceeded in their
hellish purpose of burning and destroying his
house, barn, cattle, hay, corn, and every thing
the poor man a few hours before was master of.
Having saved what they thought proper from the
flames, they gave the old man, feeble, weak, and
in the miserable condition he then was, as well
as myself, burdens to carry, and loading
themselves
likewise with bread and meat, pursued
their journey on towards
the
Great
Swamp,
where, being arrived, they lay for eight or nine
days, sometimes diverting themselves in exercising
the most atrocious and barbarous cruelties on
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their unhappy victim, the old m a n ; sometimes
they would strip him naked, and paint him all
over with various sorts of colours, which they
extracted, or made from herbs and roots ; at other
times, they would pluck the white hairs from his
venerable beard, and tauntingly tell him, he was
a fool for living so long, and that they would
shew him kindness in putting him out of the
world ; to all which the poor creature could but
vent his sighs, his tears, his moans, and entreaties,
that, to my affrighted imagination, were enough
to penetrate a heart of adamant, and soften the
most obdurate savage.
In vain, alas ! were all
his tears, for daily did they tire themselves with
the various means they tried to torment him—
sometimes tying him to a tree, and whipping
at others, scorching his furrowed cheeks
with red-hot coals, and burning his legs, quite to
the knees; but the good old man, instead of
repining, or wickedly arraigning the divine justice,
like many others in such cases, even in the greatest
agonies, incessantly offered up his prayers to
the Almighty, with the most fervent thanksgivings
for his former mercies, and hoping the flames,
then surrounding and burning his aged limbs,
would soon send him to the blessful mansions of
the just, to be a partaker of the blessings there.
And during such his pious ejaculations, his
infernal plages would come round him, mimicking
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his heart-rending groans and piteous wailings
One night after he had thus been tormented,
whilst he and I were sitting together, condoling
each other at the misfortunes and miseries we
daily suffered, twenty scalps and three prisoners
were brought in by another party of Indians.
They
had unhappily fallen in their hands in
Cannojigge, a small town near the river Susquehana
, chiefly inhabited by the
Irish.
These
prisoners gave us some shocking accounts of the
murders and devastations committed in their parts.
T h e various and complicated actions of these
barbarians would entirely fill a large volume ; but
what I have already written, with a few other
instances which I shall select from the information,
will enable the reader to guess at the horrid
treatment the English, and Indians in their
interest, suffered for many years past.
I shall
therefore only mention, in a brief manner, those
that suffered near the same time with
This
party
who
myself;
now joined us, had it not, I
found, in their power to begin their wickedness
as soon as those who visited my habitation, the
first of their tragedies being on the 25th day of
October, 1754, when John Lewis, with his wife
and three small children, fell sacrifices to their
cruelty, and were miserably scalped and
murdered,
possessed
his house, barn, and every thing he
being burnt and destroyed.
On the 28th,
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Jacob Miller, with his wife and six of his family,
together with every thing on his plantation,
underwent the same fate.
T h e 30th, the house,
mill, barn, twenty head of cattle, two teams of
horses, and every thing belonging to the unhappy
George Folke, met with the like treatment—
himself, wife, and all his miserable family,
consisting
scalped,
of nine in number, being inhumanly
then cut in pieces and given to the swine,
which devoured them.
I shall give another
instance of the numberless and unheard of barbarities
they related of the savages, and proceed to
their own tragical end.
substantial
In short, one of the
traders belonging to the province, having
business that called him some miles up the country,
fell into the hands of these devils, who not
only scalped him, but immediately roasted him
before he was dead ; then, like cannibals for want
of other food, eat his whole body, and of his head
made what they called an Indian pudding.
From these few instances of savage cruelty,
the deplorable situation of the defenceless inhabitants,
and what they hourly suffered in that part
of the globe, must strike the utmost terror to a
human soul, and cause in every breast, the utmost
detestation, nor only against the authors of such
tragic scenes, but against those who, through
perfidy, inattention, or pusillanimous and erroneous
principles, suffered these savages at first,
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unrepelled, or even unmolested, to commit such
outrages and incredible depradations and
murders
; for no torments, no barbarities that can be
exercised on the human sacrifices they get into
their power, are left untried or omitted.
T h e three prisoners that were brought with
these additional forces, constantly repining at
their lot, and almost dead with their excessive
hard treatment, contrived at last to make their
; but being far from their own settlements,
and not knowing the country, were soon after
met by some others of the tribes or nations at
war with us, and brought back to their diabolical
masters, who greatly rejoiced at having them
again in their infernal power.
creatures,
T h e poor
almost famished for want of sustenance,
having had none during the time of their elopement,
were no sooner in the clutches of the
barbarians, than two of them were tied to a tree,
and a great fire made round them, where they
remained till they were terribly scorched and burnt,
when one of the villians, with his scalping knife,
ripe open their bellies, took out their entrails,
and burnt them before their eyes, whilst the
others were cutting, piercing, and tearing
the
flesh from their breasts, hands, arms, and legs,
with red-hot irons, till they were dead.
The
third unhappy victim was reserved a few hours
longer, to be, if possible, sacrificed in a more
�21
cruel manner—his
arms were tied close to his
body, and a hole being dug deep enough for him
to stand upright, he was put therein, and earth
rammed and beat in all round his body, up to the
neck, so that his head only appeared above the
g r o u n d ; they then scalped him, and there let
him remain for three or four hours in the greatest
agonies; after which they made a small fire
near his head, causing him to suffer the most
excruciating torments imaginable, whilst the poor
creature could only cry for mercy in killing him
immediately,
head.
for his brains were
boiling in his
Inexorable to all his plaints, they continued
the fire, whilst, shocking to behold, his eyes
gushed out of their sockets; and such agonizing
torments did the unhappy creature suffer for near
two hours till he was quite dead!
T h e y then
cut off his head and buried it with the other
bodies—my task being to dig the graves, which,
feeble and terrified as I was, the dread of suffering
the same fate, enabled me to do.
I shall
not here take up the reader's time, in vainly
attempting to describe what I felt on such an
occasion, but continue my narrative, as more equal
to my abilities.
A great snow now falling, the barbarians were
a little fearful lest the white people should, by
their traces,
find
which obliged
out their, skulking retreats,
them to make the best of
their
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way to their winter quarters, about two hundred
miles farther from any plantation or inhabitants,
where, after a long and tedious journey,
being
almost starved, I arrived with this infernal crew.
The place where we were to rest, in their tongue
is called Alamingo.
There were found a number
of wigwams full of their women and children.
Dancing, shooting, and shouting, were their
general
amusements; and in all their festivals and
lances they relate what successes they have had,
and what damages they have sustained in their
expeditions,
theme.
in which
I became part of their
T h e severity of the cold increasing, they
stript me of my clothes, for their own use, and
gave me such as they usually wore themselves,
being a piece of blanket, a pair of mogganes, or
shoe's, with a yard of coarse cloth to put round
me instead of breeches.
T o describe their dress
and manner of living may not be altogether
unacceptable to some of my readers; but, as the
size of this book will not permit me to be so
particular
observe,
as I might otherwise be, I shall just
that they, in general, wear a white blanket,
which in war-time they paint with various
figures, but particularly the leaves of trees, in order
to deceive their enemies, when in the woods
Their mogganes are made of deer-skins, and the
best sort have them bound round the edges with
little beads and ribbands.
On their legs they
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wear pieces of blue cloth for stockings, some like
our soldiers' splatter-dashes.
T h e y reach higher
than their knees, but not lower than their
ancles. T h e y esteem them easy to run in. Breeches
they never wear, but instead thereof two pieces
of linen, one before and another behind.
The
better sort have shirts of the finest linen they can
get, and to these some wear ruffles; but these
they never put on till they have painted them of
various Colours, which they get from the pecone
root and bark of trees, and never pull them on
to wash, but wear them till they fall to pieces.
T h e y are very proud, and take great delight in
wearing trinkets, such as silver plates, round their
wrists and necks, with several strings of wampum,
which is made of cotton, interwoven with
pebbles,
cockleshells, &c. down to their breasts, and
from their ears and noses they have rings or beads
which hand dangling an inch or two.
T h e men
have no beards, to prevent which they use
certain instruments and tricks as soon it begins to
grow.
T h e hair of their heads is managed
differently ; some pluck out and destroy all, except
a lock hanging from the crown of the head, which
they interweave with wampum and feathers of
various colours.
T h e women wear it very long,
twisted down their backs with beads, feathers,
and wampum, and on their heads most of them
wear little coronets of brass or c o p p a r ; round
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their middle they wear a blanket instead o f a
petticoat.
constant
T h e females are very chaste and
to their husbands; and if any y o u n g maiden
should happen to have a child before marriage,
she is never esteemed afterwards.
A s for their
food, they g e t it chiefly b y hunting and shooting,
and boil or roast all the meat
they eat.
Their standing dish consists o f Indian corn soaked,
then bruised and boiled.
T h e i r bread is likewise
made of wild oats, or sun-flower seeds.
Their
gun, tomahawk, scalping-knife, powder and shot,
they carry with them in time o f war.
T h e y in
war decline open e n g a g e m e n t s ; bush fighting or
skulking is their discipline; they are brave when
engaged, having great fortitude in enduring
tortures and are the most implacably vindictive people
upon the e a r t h ; for they revenge the death
of any relation, or any affront, whenever occasion
presents, let the distance of time be never so remote.
After l o n g enduring the greates of
hardships
with these Indians.
I at last escaped out
of their hand and went to Q u e b e c ; where, I was
put on board a French Packet, bound for
England,
and after a passage of six weeks.
We, at
last, to our great j o y , arrived at P l y m o u t h , on
the 6th of N o v e m b e r ,
1756.
FINIS
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The Life and Astonishing Adventures of Peter Williamson, who was carried off when a child from Aberdeen and sold for a slave.
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Told in first person, this autobiographic tale describes the life and miseries of Peter Williamson, who was kidnapped by slavers from the docks of Aberdeen when he was a child. Taken by the slavers to America, he was sold into bondage to a gentleman from North Britain who had experienced similar circumstances in his childhood and therefore treated Peter quite well, allowing him to pursue an education and rewarding him with freedom, a horse, and money upon his death. Peter worked his way up in the world, marrying well, gaining and working a tract of land of his own until the French-Indian War, at which point he was captured, enslaved, and tortured by Native Americans. The majority of the rest of the chapbook is dedicated to describing in gruesome detail the many acts of violence, murder, and torture that he witnesses and experiences while in the hands of his captors. The final few pages describe the fashion, food, warfare, and character of the Native Americans Peter observed during his time with this tribe before he escaped, fled to Quebec, and from there to England.
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Aberdeen, Scotland
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24 pages
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The Life and Adventures of Robin Hood.
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1858
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This chapbook covers the life, death, and many exploits of Robert, Earl of Huntingdon, aka Robin Hood. The tale focuses on his adventures at the head of his Merry Band as he robbed the excessively wealthy and corrupt churchmen of his day. The story emphasizes his willingness to help the poor, protect women, and relieve the wealthy of their undeserved riches, as well as his connections with other famous characters such as Little John and King Richard. Many woodcut images are interspersed throughout the text.
<a title="Wikipedia" href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robin_Hood">Wikipedia</a> entry on Robin Hood: Robin Hood (spelled Robyn Hode in older sources) is a heroic outlaw found in English folklore who, according to legend, was also a highly skilled archer and swordsman. Traditionally depicted as being dressed in Lincoln green,[1] he is often portrayed as "robbing from the rich and giving to the poor" alongside his band of "Merry Men". Robin Hood became a popular folk figure in the late-medieval period, and continues to be widely represented in modern literature, films and television...<a title="Robin Hood, Wikipedia Entry" href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robin_Hood" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><br /></a>
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T H E
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THE
Poor Rich Man, *
TO WHICH^RE jDDED,
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T H E L A D Y ' S C O M P L A N T.
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�THE L I N C O L N S H I R E K N I G H T .
Certain knight from Lincolnflrire*
came up to London city,
On purpofe for to Qiow his parts,
good L-~d how wondrous witty ;
He fiafliM away there were none fo gay,
but at home the cafe was alter'd,
At carrying vifisals, watching beer,
this knight he never faultcr'd,
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Full many a change of men he had,
maid-fervants foon were quitting;
For there to ft ay and ftarve ;heir guts,
they thought it was not fitting;
But one more bold than all the reft,
rogue Jack they did him call Sir,
He^fwore with pinch-gut he wou'dn't ft ay,
whatever might befal Sir.
On Monday Jack begun his work,
on Tuefday got no dinner;
And Wednefday he muft hold a faft,
and Tfeurf^ay he look'd thinner}
On Friday it no better was,
on Saturday not alterM,*
Quoth Jack I'll play this Knight a trick,
though for it i get JjakerM.
He went to Mofes Levy who,
had picklock keys in (lore Sir j
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Who foon provided Jack with one3
to opc the cellar door Sir ;
Alfo the cupboard 'twould unlock,
then uiightjie get his fill Sir,.
So to get hinifelf in flefh again,
his grinders ne'er flood ftill Sir*
Great devaflation he did make,'
his teeth were never quiet j
The fmall beer it efcap'd his rage,
becaufe the ftrong ftood by i t ;
The Knight began to ftorm and fwear,
to find his cupboard plunder'd,
But how the devil it was done,
this Chelfea Knight much wonder'd.
At length Jack found his fchemes they were
all drawing to an end* Sir ;
" Becaufe this Knight refolved was
his cupboard ta defend, Sir j
Eight times a night from his warm bed,
Sir Chealfea down the (lair came,
Quoth Jack for this I'll play a trick,
and thus he plari'd his rare game.
He bought fome cloth and made a drefs,
looked like Belzebub of old, Sir,
Long tail, large horns, and furious eyes,
mod dreadful to obferve, Sir ;
Arm'd with a whip, in kitchen ftood,
night Sir Charles c&me down,
^Vho when he faw this fpe&re grim,
upright flood tkt hyr on \w crown.
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Knight had only on his fhirt*
fo Jack iaflrd him with great fury j
In vain he loud for mercy beg'd,
but Jack was judge and j u r y ; *
At length his cries the fervanta hearJ, •
came down into the place, Sir,
BcfotslM upon the ground he lay,
ail in a we* ful cafe, Sir.
They deariM and brought htn* out of fits,
up flairs did hi in convey ftraight)
'lie vowM the devil had done this trick,
and ivus fare for hkn did thefe wait.
May this a warning be to fuch Knights,1 #
who bok and bar the fmall beer \
^ lipv had" not Sir Charles been fo mean,
he B^zebufc had need not fear.
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H A R V E S T
H O ME,
O M E Roger, come Neil,
Come Simkirx, come Bell,
Each lad, with his laft, hither come,
With fmgbg and dancing,
In pleafures advancing,
T o celebrate harveft home, '
For Ceres bids play,
Aqd keep holiday,
To^celebrate harveft home, harveft home,
To celebrate hat veil hosie.
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Onr labours are o'er,
Gur*bar&s in fuU/tore,
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Now fwell with rich gifts of the land, 1
Then let each man take
His, prone and r ake,
With his cann, and his Ms, in his hand.
What mortal can be.
So happy as we,
In innocent paftime and mirth',
While this we carpufe,
With our fwcetheart* and fpoufe,
And rejoice
the fruits of the earth*
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THE LADY'S
COMPLAINT,
Y Love has fairly proniifed,
that he would prove true,
No fooner I conftoted?
but he's left me to rue.
His adions always modeft,
his words were fweet and kind,
But he's gene to rasge the world,
and left me here behind.
But I hope he will return,
as conftant as the dove,
When I with open arms,
will meet with my true love.
When we will join our hands,
and happy we will be,
There's none in the world
ihail enjoy me but he.
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T h e grand ProGcffion on St. George's Day
T. George's day, the weather pleafant,
From a Duke down to the Peafant,
Ran to fee the grand proceffion,
U was almoft paft exprcfiion,
. Such a noble (how.
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The Strand and Fleet-flreeft as expeSed,
High and low were feats erefted,
From guineas two to fhillings ten, Sir,
Some for women fame for men, Sir,
To fee this noble (how.
As you paffed by each room* Sir,
You might fmell a fine perfume, Sir,
Some were fill'd with admiration,
Others fqueez'd to perfpiration,
Anxious for to fee the {how.
The proceffion grand advancing,
Horfes proudly rearing, prancing,
Wifliing that they coufd go faftejy
Proud to draw their royal Mafter,
What a noble fliow.
\That joy in every face was feen,
T o view our noble King and Queen,
Atuithoufands came of each profeflion,
For to fee the grand proceffion,
Such a noble fliow.
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The bells were ringing, which difcover'd,
Joy, the King is now recover'd,
Af St. Paul's the King arriving*
For to fee eadh one was driving,
Such a noble fhow.
Guns were fired, colours flying,
Women (quailing, children crying,
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Such a fight not feen before,, fir,
Hats and clocks were loft and tore, fir,
At this noble fhow.
Next comes on the illumination,
Really worth your obfervation,
The Bank of England decorated,
No place was e'er fo illuminated,
It was a noble fhow.
The Sunfire Office next in view, fir,
Tranfparencies were noble too, fir,
The Lord Mayor's court, a clever fight, fir,'
Which gave the people great delight, fir,
It was a noble (how.
This fhews the Britons fliil were loyal,
To a family fo royal,
Now we've finifhed the fcene, fir,
God blefs our noble King and Queen, fir,
Wherever they do go.
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HOME WARD BOUND.
O O S E every fail to the breeze,
the courfe of my veffel improve,
I've done with the toils of the fea,
iailors I'm bound to my love*
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J3ince Emma is true as foe's fair,
niy grief I fHng all to the wind,
' l i s a pleafant return for my care*
my niiftrefs is conftanf and kind.
My fails are fill'd to mv dear,
what tropic bird fwiftly can move.
Who cruel fliall hold his career,
that returns to the neft of his love.
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Hoift every fail to the breeze,
come fhipmates and join in the fong,
L a ' s drink while The fhip cuts the fea,
tQ the gale that may drive her along.
L I S T E N TO THE VOICE OF L O V E .
Liften, liiien to the voi^e of love*
he callsjmy Daphne to the grove,
The primrofe Tweet bedecks the field,
the tuneful birds invite to rove.
T o fofter joys let fplendor yield,
O liilen, M e n to the voice of love.
Where flowers their blooming fweets exale,
my Daphne let us fondly ft ray,
Where whifp'ring love breaths forth its gale,
and fhepherds tune their artiefs lay. &c.
Come fhare with me the fweets of foriiig,
and leave the town's tumultuous noife.
The happy fwains will fweetly ling,
an echo fti|l repeat their joys,
&:c.
Piloted by J,:6t M. Robertfon, Saltmnrkt. i8c2.
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The Lincolnshire Knight; Or, The Poor Rich Man. To which are added, Harvest Home. The Lady's Complant. The Grand Procession on St George's Day. Homeward Bound. Listen to the Voice of Love.
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Harvest Home.
The Lady's Complant [sic].
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Homeward Bound.
Listen to the Voice of Love.
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T H E
Buxom Dame of Reading;
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T H E
CUCKOLD S CAP
TO WHICH IS ADDED,
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S U M M E R P I E C E.
W I N T E R
P I E C E.
H a s l h e n o t D e l e e a o u g h has an Auld Man,
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THE B U X O M D & h t £ OF R E A D I N G ^
E A R Reading there lived a buxom dame,
The wife of a cobler, Joan was her name,
-She had a fine hen of a delicate
fizfc,
The like you never beheld with your eyes.
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She had a red head, grey wings, yellow k g s ,
Each Summer (he laid a buftiel of eggs ;
And Joan la ft Summer v^oald fet her indeed,
For fhe was refdlv'd to have more of her treed.
And as (lie was fet ting her upon a day,
A ffcepherd came to her, arsi thus he did fay ;
Oh ! what are you doing ! (he anfwer'd him then,
I ' m going to fet a miraculous'be
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Why than fays the fbepherd to keep the egg's warm*
^ n d that they-may profper and come to no harm i
You 'natfft fet the eggs in a hrgc cuckpW's car,
And then, all the chickens wiR come to good hap,
I have neVr a cuckold's cap, fltephcrd. fays fhe,
But rseverthelefs Twill be ruled by thee.
For this very momfnlTil trudgeup and down,
A n d borrow one, If there be one in the town.
She went to her neighbour, and thus die did fay,
Came lend me thy cuckold's cap* neighbour, I pray,
I am going to fet a miraculous hen,
And when I've done with it, Pil brmg.it again.
The neighbour's tvife anfwer'd, & thus reply'd,
Had 1 fuch a thing, y^u fliould not he denyM ;
Years fourteen or fifteen I have been a wife,
Jind my huihaad had rse'ct fukch 3 thing it his life.
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But go to my coufra that lives at the milljShe had one 1 know,
may have it iilli;
Tell her i fent you, ilie'll'lend it I know
I thank you, faid Joan, and away (he did go*
Then fir sight to the houfs oT the miller (he wentp
And told her that fne by her con fin was-fept,
T o borrow a thing that was ablblute Tare,
A large cuckold's cap which her hufband did wean
I do not deny but fuch things there may be,
But why ftiould my caufin dire& you to m £ !
Thefe nineteen or twenty years I have been wed5
And my hulband had ne'er fuch a cap on his head.
But go to the Quaker that lives by the $wan s
If I am not mift&ken, I think fhe has one, v
And tell her, fhe'il lend it I know for my fake, "
Add I for the fame a great favour will take.
So (lie went to the-houfe of old Yea and Nay ?
And fpoke to his wife that was youthf ul and gay %
Saying,I'm come for to borrow, if you will but lend
A large cuckold's cap, I was fent by a friend.
T h e Quaker's wife nodded, & faid with a frewtf*
1 hzvJt fuch a thing if thou'd givcrae a.crown;
Bcfides, I'd not lend it, fuppofe that I had,
For fe^r it &ovld make my poor hufband run mad.
In town there are many young women, perhaps
Are cunning and artful in making fuch caps j
But what are their nature, I cannot well fay,
Therefore excufe me friend Joan, I thee pray.
Now Joan being tired, and weary withal,
Says (he, I have no "good fortune St all ;
It is the beginning, I think of all farrow, (row.
TQ trudge up and down, "and of neighbours to bor?
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A poor cuckold's cap, I would borrow indeed*
A thing of fmall value, bur yet could not fpeed|
But 28 I'm a woman, adzooks, cries young Joan*
Before it be long, I'll have one of my own.
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S U M M E R
P I E C E .
Hen the treesall their beautiful verdure renew,
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and the meadows look charmingly gay,
When Trailing Creation looks blooming to view,
. replete with ths beauties of May.
When the light-kearted fhepherd chants mufical
as he pipes to his ilocks on the hiii;
(ilrains,
An d t h el a mbk ins d el ig b te d, fkip bl y th o'er the plain,
or frifk by the murmuring rill.
"When the cows round the country a gadding repair,
or beneath the cool (hade (hun the heat;
When the crimfon-cheekM milk-maid does kindly
for her fwectheart a fyllabub treat.
(prepare,
When the country girls wantonly /port in the deep,
fo cautious, that all muft be hufh,
¥et oft the fly ruftic procures a full peep,
from the fide of a hillock or bufh.
At eve when the lads and the lafies d o m e c t ,
in a circle to dance on the green ;
What a native finQplicity void of deceit,
and modefty ftampt on their mein *
While the birds feem infpir'd by the fouling fererte,
in muGcal melody vie ;
(ftiain,
And;the hares midft the corn fields they fafely re*
mJkc%wre hi the green meadows lie.
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In a fnugTural cottage furrounded with tree^
whetc murmuring rivulets glid?,
My attendants be plenty, contentment and eafe*
in folitude let me refute.
Where grant me kind Powers in this feafon oflove ?
a fond fay* one my blefk to complete,
Whofe tender endearments can fadnefs remove^
and imparadife this my retreat.
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W I N T E R
P I E C E ,
Hen'the trees were all bare,not aleaf to be feen,
and the meadows their beauty had l o f t :
W h e n all Nature difrob'd of her mantle of green*
and the rivers bound up by the frofi.
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When thepeafanUnaftiveftandsihjv'ring with cold^
as the bleak winds northerly b l o w ;
The innocent lambs feud away to their fold,
with their fleeces all covered with fnow.
In the yard where the cattle were fodder5 d withftraw*
and they/end forth their breath like a ftream j
And the neat looking dairy-msid fees ihe muft thaw
flakes o f ice
beholds on the cream«
There the fweet country maiden as frefli as a rofe f
{he carcltily flips and thenilides ;
T t r h the ruftiq laughs loud, if by falling fee fcow3g
all the charms which her modefty hides.
When the lads and ik* laffes in company join,
and fet round the e bers, they chat *
Talk of Witches and F ries, that ride on the wind f
and of Ghofts tiU they're all in a fwcau
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Whem the birds to the barn door come hearing for
and they eameflly drop from theirfpray; (food,
Then i he poor f righted hare in vain walks the wood,
leit her foot^eps her CQD.rie'fhou'd betray*
Heaven grant in tl>at feafon it may be my lot,
with the maid whom I love and admire,
While ice-fickles hing from the eves of my cot, .
may we live therein fafely retir'd.
In peace and in pieafure, and free from all care,
may we live and each other admire
And thus in due feafon when fjchiefs foils out,
then £ach of each other .may take care.
H a s (He not DOLE enough that has an A U L D MAS!,
LL young damfels both handfome and pretty,
Come draw near unto me,-fitdo#ri and fing,
A fong of mifcarriage, concerning my marriage,
And by daily dolour my hands 1 da wring.
My age is fcarce twenty as plain doth appear,
I married an old man of (eventy-three year,
And by my mifguiding you may very well ken,
What mould a young ttom-ando with an auld man!
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He's fnuffing & freezing he's banning & fwearHc'S hard o* the hewing, he canna well fee*, (ing,
l i e fumbles and grumbVcs3 and over he tumlJb,
And what is his'fnoring, alas I unto mju?
His pate it is bald, his beard it is thin,
Rough is his hair, and hard is his fida :
Bis breath it is ftrong, his face pate and wan,
And that's the hail properties of an auld man.
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When be down Herb, he groaneth, he cneih,
A s a n c -were a dying in dolour and pain ;
In ilea d of love-kiiles he itches arid fejatcjVes, _
Hirnfdf he outftref^eth with groaning again,
But when he Kes down at ten q9 the dock,
Turns fir (I to the wall, and then to the (lock ;
I then wipe the tears, now as they down rum,
And fay Wo to the dayt ere I faw an auld man !
Young giglet hz ca's me, & fays he will lame me,
Young gimlet he names me, & fometi-rnes a yfvore,
But haud (bytongue auld.man, & fay nae mair fuch,
Fain would I fay cuckold but I think as much.
But I will lay by my mafic And my fan,
Ancf bid wo to the day ere I (jtw an auld man!
Otherwife for to crop-.Vim I will do the bed,
And with his old feathers I'll build a new neft.
THE K I N G
ANB THE
MILLER,
¥ o W, hippy a Oat'*'-: does1 the miller j^oflefs,
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1 W h o wou'd be no^reatrr, nor fears to He left.
O n his mill and himf^if h * depends for fupport,
Which is better tfen Jervilly cringing at court,
Wh at tho* be all dufly and whit'ned do p s
The more hc's bept>wd£%• M the-more Like a bean4
A clown in Ms drefa may be h'on'efler far,
Than a courtier who ftiuts in his garter and ftar.
Tho* his hands are fo daub'd, they're not fit C5 be
The hands of his betters are not very clean ; {feen,
A palm more polite may as dirtily deal,
Gold ia handling wrli ftick to his fingers Like-meal.
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What i f when a pudding for dinner he Jacks,
H e Cribs without fcruple from other men's facks :
In this ©f right noble example he brags,
W h o borrow as freely from other mens' bags.
Or (hould be endeavour to heap an eftate,
In this too he ffiimicks the tools of the ftate,
W h o f e aim is alone their coffers to fill,
And all his concern's to bring grift to his mill.
He eats when he's hungry, and drinks when heV
And down when he's weary contented does ly, (dry,
Then rifes up cheerful to work and to fing:
If fo happy a Miller, then wh®'d be a King !
A SMILING FULL
BOWL.
ill you credit a Mifer, 'tis gold makes us wife r
The blifs of his life, the joy of his eyes t
And a(k a fond lover, where wifdom he places, ,
^ o be fure in his miftrefs}her charms & her gracea*
But let the free lad fpeak the joy of his foul,
f f i s a fparkling Glafs, and a fmiling full Bowl.
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The Mifer is wretched, unhappy and poor i
B e fuffers great want in the midft of his (tore :
T h e lover's difconfolate, mopilh, and fad,
Forthat which when gain'd will foon make him mad,
T h e Mifer's a Fool, and the Lover's an Afs>
And he only's Wife, who adores the full Glafs.
Let the Mifer then hug up his ill gotten Pelf,
And to feed empty bags,he may ftarve his ownfelf^
Let the Lover ftill langutfh 'twixt hope & defpair,
And doat on a face as inconftant as fair :
But ftill may his^blifs be as great as his foul,
W h o pays no devoir but to Wine and the Bowl.
Printed by ]* & M. Robcrtfon, Saltrntrket, i S o a .
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The Buxom Dame of Reading; or, the Cuckold's Cap. To which is added, A Summer Piece. A Winter Piece. Has the not Dole enough has an Auld Man. The King and the Miller. A Smiling Full Bowl.
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The Cuckold's Cap.
A Summer Piece.
A Winter Piece.
Has the not Dole enough has an Auld Man.
The King and the Miller.
A Smiling Full Bowl.
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15 cm
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Woodcut #<span>72: Illustration on title-page a woman in conversation with a man in front of building.</span>
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ballads & songs
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Chapbooks - Scotland - Glasgow
Courtship and Marriage
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# of Woodcuts: 1
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Chapbook Date: 1801-1810
Chapbook Genre: ballads & songs
Chapbook Publisher - Glasgow: J. & M. Robertson
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T H E
B r o o m
of
Cowden-knows,
TO ^HLFH AR3 ADDED,
The D I S A P P O I N T E D S A I L O R .
C R U E
L,
N E L L .
THE A U L D M A N ' ^ M A R E ' S DEAD.
'
�The BROOM of COWDEN-KNOWS.
T
Hrough Liddefdale lately I went,
and mufing on did pafs,
I heard a maid was difcontent,
fhe figh'd, and faid, alas !
All maids that e'er deceived were,
bear part of this my .woes ;
For once I was a bonny laf%
when I milk'd my daddy's ewes.
O the broom, the bonny bonny broom,
the broom %f Cowden«knowsf
Fain I wad be in the fouth country,
to milk my daddy's ewes.
My love into the field did come,
when my daddy was frae hame j
Sug'red words lie gave me there,
prais'd me for fuch a o n e ;
His bonny breath and lips fo loft,
and his alluring eye,
And tempting tongue that woo'd me oft,:
now forces me to cry. AH maids, &c.
He jpy'd me with his pretty chat,
fo well difcourfe could he,
Talking of this thing, and of that,
which greatly liked me.
1 was fo taken with his Ipeech,
and with his co§xely making !
He ufed all the means could be,
t'encbam me with his fpeaking* 411,
�H
3 )
In Danby-foreft I was born,
my beauty did excel*
My parents dearly loved me,
till my belly began to fwelh
I might have been a princefs' peer,
when I came o'er the knows,
•Till the fhepherd's boy beguiled mc ?
milking my daddy's ewes. All maids, Bcc,
When once I felt my belly fwell,
no longer migjit 1 Bide ; .
My mother put me out of doors,
and bang'd me back and fide.
Then did I range the world fo wide.,
wand'ring among the knows,
Curfing the boy who helped me,
to fold my daddy's ewes. All maids,
Who would haf e thought a boy fo youngs
wou*d us'd a maiden (o,
For to allure her with his tongue,
and then from her to go.
Which hath, alas! procurM my woe,
to credit his fair Ihews ;
Which R W too late, repent I do
O
the milking of the ewes. All maids, he*
All maidens fair, then have a care,
when you a milking g o ;
Truft not to young men's-tempting tongues,
* that would deceive you ib ;
For you Ihall find them prove unkuid>
and glory i cry our woes j
�For the (hepherd's boy beguiled me*
efteeming of them dear;
You i%eed not then to wail and weep,
or your parents" anger fear.
^
As I nave faid, of thei$ beware
. would glory in your woes ;
You then may Sag with merry cheer,
milking your daddy's ewe3, 111 maids, &c
A young man. hearing her complain,
did pity this her cafe.
Saying to her, jSweet beauteous faint,
I grieve fo fair a face
Should for row fueh,. then my fweethig,
to eafe thee of thy woes,
PU go with thee to the fouth country,
to milk thy daddy's ewes. All maids, &c
Then modeftly £hq did reply,
might I fo happy be,
Of you to find a huloand kind f
and for to marry me ;
Then to you,, I will during lift,
continue ccnftaotftilS;
And be a imc obedient wife*
. cbfervmg a' your will. All maids*
s
leander like, I will remain
{till conftant to,thee ever,
As Py ramus or Troilus
till deaih our lives feali ferer®.
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Let me be hated everraopcf
of all men thai me knows,*
If faife to thee, fweetheart, I be*
milking tixy daddy's ewes. Aft maids, &c,
Thus with a gentle foft, embrace,
he took her in his arms,
And with a kifs, he fmiling faid,
I'll (hield thee from all harms j ; _ •
And inftaatly I'll marry thee,
to keep thee from ail woes j
And go With thee to thefonth county,
to milk thy daddy's ewes.0 the broom, the bonny bonny broom*
the broom of Cowden-knows,
Fain wad I be in the" fouth country,
* to milk my daddy's ewes.
THE b l S A P P Q I N T E D SAILOR.
A R L Y'one morning hi the S^ring^
E
1 went on board to ferve the King,
Leaving my dearefl dear behind.
Who often told me her heart was mine®
I often took her in miae arms,
I thought fhe had a thouiand .chariri?,With vows, and oaths, and kiffes iwestf
WeVe to be marry'd nerft'time we mzcu
While I was failing on the fea,
I found au opportunity
For to fend letters to my dear,
But not one word conk! from liet hear*
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When we came near .Carthagena town,
Where cannon balls flew up and down } ,
Whilff in the midft of danger there.
My thoughts werp on my dcareft dear,
When I arrivM on the Britifh fhore*
I went to fee her I did adore j
Her father he made this reply,
My daughter does your love deny.
0 then he afk'd me what I mean,
Or if I ldv'd his daughter Jean ?
She's marry'd now, Sir, for her life,
1 pray young man feek another wife.
1 curs'd the gold and the filver too,
And all falfe women that were not true;
Who firft make vows and them do break,
And break their vows for riches fake.
I would rather be on yonder fhore,
Where thundring cannpns loudly roar j
I would rather be where bullets fly,
Than in falfe women's company.
So Fll "bid adieu to all woman-kind,
HI fail the ocean round and round j
Fll fail the fea until I die,
I'll cut the waves that run mountains high*
Now from a window that was nigh,
The Lady (he made this reply,
I pray let rcafon now take place,
Before you do our fex difgracc*
�Now hold your tongue you cruel mas,
For if you fent letters I never got one.
If the fault be great, love, 'tis not mine,
So don't fpeak fo haid of poor wo mankind.
C R U E L
N E L L Y .
A H ! * grieve with me, for I have loft*
What to my foul is dear j
In meagre black defpair I'm toft,
And in my hot love paffion croft,
I now a ghoft appear.
Now o'er the mead where flowers grow,
And yield a fragrant fmell,
Alone I penfive wandering go,
And look a melancholy woe,
And figh for cruel NelL
Her beauieous face, her iv'ry neck,1
Her moulding bofom round,
Raife fuch defire in me, e-feck j
.
I fear at laft my heart will break, /
Behold in tears I'm drown'd.
But then her fhape 'tis fuch a one,1
That I could almoft fpan,
But oh! fee's gone, and
undone !
And oh! alas i furt as a guo,
I m i a dying man.
A h ! fahat a taper leg has the,
And ah ? her fnowy thighs;
And gartered too above the knee,
*Tis true (if yqu'll but believe me)
Or tlfc I tell a lye.
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Now ftie may give another fwain,
Her wilfa'd for maiden-hea'd ;
And grieve for me (ah,! haplefs fwain)
When deep in grave my head is lain—
What's that when I am dead ?
The AULD MAN'S MARE'S D E A D .
H E a d d man's mare's dead.
The puire man's mare's dead,
The auld man's mare's dead,
A mile, aboon Dundee.
She had the hooks they ca'd the crooks,
The jaw pifli and the wanton looks:
On every lug fiie had the brooks,
And the hooks aboon her eye,
Chor. And the auld man's mafe's* cte«
T
She was cut-luggit, panch-lipit,
s
Steel-warned, .ftanchii-Stit,
Chanler-chaftet, and lang-neckit,
And yet the bxuit did die, And, etc*
When firft my matter tame to town,
' He tied me to a ftanchel round,
He took a chappin io himfel,
But ne'er a drap^gae me.
Chor. And the auld inan^s mare's dead*
The puire man's mar eY dead j
The peats and tujs and a's to lead,
And yet the brute did die*
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Britifli
T
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G r e n a d i e
O L A S G O W,
Printed By J. & M. Eobertfbn, Salrniatket, rScz
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The BRITISH GRENADIERS.
Q Q ME talk of Alexander*
^ an&fome .of Hercules*. •
Of Hector aud Lyfatider^
and foch great mtn as thde
Bat all tie world acknowledges*
trie valour keft appears,
With a tow, row, row, row* rows row, 1
brave Brhifjh Grenadiers-.
Thefe ancients of &tuiquuy,
ue'erfewa eanfton ball;
Bfor knew the force of powder,
to flay their foes with all ;
But braver beys have known ir,
snd baniiVd all their fears,
•"With a toW> row, raw, row, row* row/
/brave Otitiftt Greoadcersi
When recekf fke orders/ •
tdftormtheir paliTadoes ;
^Jur leaders match wirh fuzees,
:
and we with hand gracado^, We toils them from the glacis,
araongft our enemies cars,.
'With a tow, row, row5 row, row, rotf ,
brave Bririlh Grenadiers.
Then Jove the God of thunder,
and Mars die God ctf war 5
�( 3 )
Rough Neptune ^ t h
Tridsnt*
Apollo in his Car ?
And all the GtfAs ceieftiaU
defceociiog from their fpheres*
Do behold with admiration
brave BritiJh Grenadiers*:
But be you Whig or Tory,
or any other thing,
I'd have yon dill remember,
fobey Great George our King,
For if yoa prove rebellious,
we'll thunder in your ears,
With a tow, row row, row, row, row
biave J3rl£I{h Grenadiers.
And when the liege js o?er,
we to ^he town repairs,
The Citizens cry, huzza, boys,
here come the Grenadiers :
Here come the Grenadiers boys
without e'er dread or fe&r,
With a tows row, rc^w, row, row, row
brave Britilh Grenadiers.
t~?ome fill us up a bumper,
and let us drink to thofe,
Who carry Caps and Pouches,
and weae the lajced clothes, ,
May they and their commanders,
live happy maay years,
With a tow, row, row, row, row, :rm
brave Brinih Grenadiers.
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O the D AYS when I was f O U N G / \
Thc day? \fhzn I was young!
when I fough'd -d Fortune's fpight,
TaikM of love tht whole day long,
and wiili Nkchr crown'd the nighty
Then, it was Did Father Care,
little ccckM I of thy (coxvn,
Hall ilit ninlice youth coirM hear,
and nt night s bumper drown,;
Chpr* O the days when 1 \rv> young I
f" /
wheo I iaoghM at Fortune's fpightj
l>!k'd of love the whole day loqgf
ar.d \vkh Utlbir crpwifd die night*.
Truth they fay lies in u well'; :
u*hy ? \ vow 1 ne'er cou'd fee j "
•Let the water-drmkers tell, ' ' ,
there It always hy'for me.j
For when fparkiiug wine went rotrad,
never faw i faJfc hood's mafic;
Bdt ftili hooelt troth f fbund
- In the bottom of the Balk. O the day3> &c*
True, at length my vigour's fldWQf
. f have years to bring decays
* ••
Few the locks that now f owa 5 «
• and the few i have, are greys
Yet bl-.hJerome'ihfcm- pT*y*(i boafti
while chy fpiriis do not tire,
Still htneata'thy age's; £ro:L
' x glows a fpuri ofjputhfu! fire. O'the. Sec,
O
�I N V A S I O N T H R U A T E N ED.
" O Oufeop Briton's! raufe ! here's danger jf
Frenchmen'dare iuvacje our toafh y
To fight and conquer—you're no ftraogers,
- fooa we'll tame their haughty boafts.
Awak^i, Britoas ! Frenchmen threaten,
to fuhdue oar peaceful file :
T o arms'! to arms ! let them be beatea-,
in front, in rear, each raok aad-file.
Roafe up, Britons I roulc! here's, &'c.
f
..
Our King h wi% aod w^ji fapporredf
\ has men and money in his haud j
R k Oeaerals are'well efcorted,—— '
* \his fleets at fea bear fole commaaJ. &c.
Oi^ Cavalry are (tour and healthy,
our Regulars, there's none Co brare \
Our Feocibles are young void wealthy,
and like the Train, none cm behave. &c«
Field Marflial York* Great BHtaia's glory,
where'* the mm will fit his call ?
Fm fare hcJ$ neither Whig oar Tory,
tq's country bt's bat a ilafcal. Ho^fe, &c.
4. wake, millions! Tork will lead you,
fhoiiW Freachmen dare to oofs the main;
And Britoii*s Daughters they will feed-you,
**uli Frenchman be by Britons ilain.
'
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Lords & Lairds arc on tiptoe ftanding,
ready to rcpe! the foe;
And Volunteers, with thofe commanding, •
\ to deal to Freathmea mighty wee i ,&c.
Farmers and Peafaots—alFare willing^
to fuppon both King & Country's caufe ; ;
He's nothing but a cowardly Villain.'
thai will not defend brave Britain's laws*
Roufe up Britons! roufe! berets dangers^
• Frenchmen' dire invade our'coafU : '
To tight and conquer—you're no it/angers,
foon well tame thefe haughty fc.>a(lv
A NEW
SEA.
SONG.
l y r £ hearts of oak, who; with to try
fj[- johf fbrtoces on the fta,
And Briton's enemies defy,
come enter- here with one:
Here/s fifty pounds bounty, two momhVpay,
and leave to go on there!
With pretty girls to kifs and play,
cah British l ars zlk mt>re ? ;
Our (hip is fkmt and fails Mice wind, .
to chafe a hbflile foe9
To fight like Britons we're inclined,
we'll let the Monfieuxs knojg;
Que Captain's gen'rousj brave, and good,
of grdg we'll have great ft ore,
�• ( 7 )
Or prizes rich we'll fweep the flood,
can Britifli Tars wifo more ?
And when from driving Bourbon*s fieqj,
vi&orious we arrive; .
With nlufic, dance. and -jovial treaty
to pitfcfe our gid,~. we'll Thrive ;
Both Spanifh filver and French gold,
well count m plenty e'er,
Which we have won, my ihipmate^ bold,
can Britiih Tars wifti more ?
The KTND are YOU f t G and FAlfU
T
O
beauty born a willing Have,
a merry happf man,
i flight the cymph (cannot have,
and doat on thofe',1 can*
Chofr this conftant m^xiarfulllhok!,
to baffle ali defpair,
The Iroward, ugly are and old,
the kind are young and .fair.
The-women would no more perplcs,' ,
were men refohrd and free/
Soft finiies become the charmingTex,
' m pouting Mjfs for me.
In wedicck's bands if e'er I join,
good humour be my guide,
Let dimpled foaiies and lore be feme,
i l l laugh at female pride.
�QJJ E EN M 4 R Y>3' Lamentation*
I
S I G H and lament me In vain,
thefe
can but echo my moan,
Alas.! it increafes ray pain,
when I think otf the days that are gone.
Thrctighv the grate of my prifon I fee
the birds as they wanton in air
My heart how it pants to be free,
my looks they are wild with dtfpair.
.Above, though oppreft by my fate,
I burn with contempt f o r m ? foes* 1
1 hough fortune has aherM tey flare,,
ihe ne'er can inbchie nie to thofe®
Falfe woman, in ag<rs to came,
•• *
thy -malice ditched {kill be.
And when we are'cold in the' tomb* •
fame heart will Itiil forrow for me.
• Ye roofs where cold damps and clifinaj.
s
with filence and formude ewi*1i,
How.comfortable pjfTes the day
. Ii/W fadly tollsnhe evening bell"?
T h e owls from the battle :uen? "cry, . hollow wit:ds k?m t o murmur around,
O M A R T ! prepaie thee to die,
my biood it rmrs cold at the found.
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The British Grenadiers. To which are added, O the Days when I was young. Invasion Threatened. A New Sea Song. The Kind are Young and Fair. Queen Mary's Lamentation.
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1802
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Invasion Threatened.
A New Sea Song.
The Kind are Young and Fair.
Queen Mary's Lamentation.
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Glasgow: J. & M. Robertson
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ballads & songs
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Chapbooks - Scotland - Glasgow
War
Mary, Queen of Scots, 1542-1587
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Woodcut #09: Illustration on title-page of a group of 3 soldiers wearing feathered caps and kilts (1 playing bagpipes, 1 playing drums, 1 holding a sword) standing next to a gentleman wearing a hat and holding a walking stick.
Bib Context: title-page
Chapbook Date: 1801-1810
Chapbook Genre: ballads & songs
Chapbook Publisher - Glasgow: J. & M. Robertson
Fashion (Clothing): bonnet (military)
Fashion (Clothing): coat
Fashion (Clothing): feather bonnet
Fashion (Clothing): Highland attire
Fashion (Clothing): jacket
Fashion (Clothing): kilt
Fashion (Clothing): knee breeches
Fashion (Clothing): military
Fashion (Clothing): sporran
Fashion (Clothing): upper class
Gender: man/men
Musical Instruments: bagpipe(s)
Musical Instruments: drum(s)
Occupation: soldier
Outdoor Scene
Weapons: sword(s)
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Kitty- of .Coleraine*
Black-eyed Susan*
Merrily bounds the
Bark*
The Hay of Biscay*
Tlie Cabin Boy®
March, to the Battle
Bonny Dundee*
Hide ye yet®
GLASGOW,
P R I N T E D FOR T H E
BOOKSELLERS.
�S 0
K I T T Y OF
N
G
S.
COLERAINE.
'An beautiful Kitty one morning was trippisag,
With a pitcher o f milk from the fair of Coieraine,
W h e n she saw me she stumbl'd, the pitcher it
tumbi ed
And ail the sweet butter milk water'd 4 h e plain.
Oh! what shall I do n o w , 'twas looking at you
now,
Sure, sure, such a pitcher III ne'er meet again,
Twas the pride o f my dair} ; - O f Barney M'Cleai'y
You resent as a plague to the girls o f Coleraifte
jl sat down beside her/and gently did chide h^r.
That such a misfortune should give her such pain,
A kiss tllelrllgjiye her, and, before I did leave her
She- vow "3"''for siicIVpleasure,'"she'd break it again,
Twas hay making season, I can't tell the reason,
Misfortune will never c»>'me single, tis plain,
very soon,after poor Kitty,s ; disaster,
Mlve de\il a pitcher was whole in CoTerttine.
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B L A C K - E Y E D SUSAN.
v. • T>0 a .•:;;>/:' ..
•
:
All in the Downs the fleet was moor'd,
The streamers waving with the wind,
W h e n hlapk-eyed Su^san came on board,
()!- vvfierce phal\ I my ,tr,ue love find?
Tell me, ye jovial sailors^ tell me true,
Does my sweet William sail among your crerr?
William who.high upon the yard,
Iiock'd with the billows too and fro,
Soon as her well-known voice he heard,
• He.sighed and cast his eyes b e l o w ;
The cord glides swiftly thro' his glowing hands,
And quick as lightning on the deck he stands.
So sweet the lark—high pois'd in air,
Shuts close his pinions to his breast,
I f chance his mate's shrill call he hear,
And drops at once into her nest;
The Noblest Captain in the British fleet
Might envy William s lips those kisses swee
O, Susan! Susan, lovely dear!
M y vows shall ever true remain;
L e t me kiss off that falling tear,
W e only part to meet again:
Change as ye list, £e winds, ray heart shall be,
T h e faithful compass that still points to thee.
Believe not what the landsmen say,
W h o tempt with doubt thy constant mind;
They'll tell thee sailors when away,
In ev'ryport a m'stress find:
Yes, yesv believe them when they tell you* s®,
For thou are present wheresoever I go.
*
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IT to fair India's coast we sail,
Thy eyes are seen in diamonds bright,
Thy breath is * fVic's spicy gale,
Thy skin is ivory so white:
Thus every beautious object that I view,
Wakes in ray soul some charms of lovely Sue,
Tho' Battle call me from thy arms,
Let not my pretty Susan mourn;
Tho'cannons roar, yet save from harm,
William shall to his dear return ;
L o v e turns aside the balls that round me fly,
Lest precious tears should drop from 5usan s eye
T h e boatswain gave the dreadful word,
The sails their swelling bosoms spread;
No longer she must stay on board,
They kiss'd, she sigh'd he hung his head;
Her lessening boat unwilling rows to land.
Adieu!' she cries, and wav'd her lily hand.
.MERRILY, M E I U i l L Y BOUNDS T H E
BARK.
. . .
Merrily, merrily bounds the bark,
She bounds before the gale;
The mountain-breeze from Burn ad arch,
Is joyous in her sail.
With fluttering sound like laughter, hoarse,
The chords and canvass strain,
The waves divided by her force,
In rippling e idies chased her course,
As if they laughed again.
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Merrily, merrily hounds the b a r k ,
O'er the broad ocean driven
H e r path b y R o u e n ' s mountains dark,
T h e steerman's hand has g i v e n .
Merrily, merrilv g o e s the bark,
On a breeze from the northward f r e e ;
So shoots the morning- sky the lark,
O r the swan through the summer sea.
Merrily, merrily goes the bark,
Before the gale she b o u n d s ;
So the dolphin from the shark,
Or the deer b e f o r e the hounds.
THE
B A Y OF BISCAY.
L o u d roared the dreadful thunder,
T h e rain a deluge s h o w e r ;
T h e clouds were rent asunder,
By lightning's vivid powers.
T h e night both drear and dark,
Our pour devoted bark ,
T h e r e she lay,
Till next day,
In the Bay o f Biscay O
N o w dashed upon O e billow,
Our opening timbers creak
E a c h fears a wat'ry pillow,
N o n e stop the dreadful leak,
T o dinar to slippery shroucb,
E a c h breathless seam&i c r o w d ? ,
As she lay,
Till the day
In the Bay of Biscay, 0 ,
0!
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At length the wish'd f o r m o r r o w ,
Broke through the h a z y ^ k y ;
Absorbed in silent sqrrQvy^,
Each heav'd $ hitter &ighf;. .
T h e dismal wreck to;,view,^
Struck hor m r \to th,ei f r e w n f
As she lay,
Till the day* .
n the Bay of Biscay,, 0
H e r yieilding timbers, se^er,
Her pitchy seams ark rent,
W h e n heaven, all bounteous ever,
Its boundless, m e r c y sent,
A sail in sight appears,
W e hail her with tlire^ ch^er^,
N o w we sail,
With a gale,
From the Kay of Biscay,. O.
THE CABIN
BOW
,'fflD
T h e sea was rough, the clouds
Far distant every j o y ,
W h e n f o r c e d by fortune to embarjc,
I went a cabin boyr
M y purse soon filled with
ftenchJWi^
I hastened home with j o y ;
But wrecked in sight o f port, behold,
A helpless cabin b o y .
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7
MA&6H
TO THE
BATTLE3¥1ELD.
M a r c h 16 thb battl^fieid,
fo'e is n o w b e f o r e us,
E a c h Mkri IsTreeflMMI/ shield,
A n d h g a t d i is s a i l i n g o ' e ^ u s .
The w
p&fftt? 1 the g t i l i t i ^ M f i t J
W h i c h kept our spirits under,
In p r o u d disdain we've broken again,
And tore each link asunder.
M a r c h , &e.
W h o , f o r his ebuntry brave,
W o u l d Hy from the invader;
W h o his ba>e life tp save,
W o u l d traitor Tike degrade her?
Our hallowed c'&use, our home and K*ws,
Gainst 11 rant power sustaining,
W e ' l l gain a c r W i v o f b r i g h t renown,
Or die our rights maintaining.
Mar eh, <&e.
BONNY
DUNDEE.
0 whare gat y e that bonny blue hansel?
o silly blind b o d y canna y e see?
1 gat it frae a bonny >eois call an,
A tween Saint Johnstone and bonny D u n d e e ,
I .And €), gin I saw but the laddie that gae me't,
Vu eft lias he doudl'd upon his k n e e ;
B u t now he's aw a. end I dinna ken whare he's j
O gin he was back to his minny and me.
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My heart has nae room when I think on my dawty
His dear rossy haflits bring tears in my e e ;
But now he's aw a, and I dinna ken whar he's;
Qin we could ance meet, we's ne'er part till we dee.
And O, gin I saw but my bonny Scots callan,
Fu' aft has he doudi'd me upon his knee;
But now his awa, and I dinna ken whar he's;
Q gin h | was back to his minny and me.
BIDE YE YET.
Gin I had a wee house, an' a canty wee fire,
A n ' a bonnie wee wifie to praise an* admire,
W i ' a bonnie w e e yardie aside a wee burn,
Fareweel to the bodies that yaumer and m o w n .
$ae bide ye yet, an' bide ye yet,
Y e little ken what's to betide ye yet;
Some bonnie wee body may fa' to my lot,
A n ' I'll aye be canty wi' thinkin' o't.
W h e n I gang a field, an' come hame at e'en,
I'll get my wee wifie fu' neat an' fu' clean,
W i ' a bonnie wee hairnie upon her knee,
'that'll cry papa or daddy to me.
Sae bide y e yet, &c.
An if there should ever happen to be
A difference atween my wee wifie a n ' m e ,
la hearty good humour, although she be teased,
I'll kiss her a n ' c l a p her untill she he pleased.
^ Sae b i d e y e yet, &c
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Kitty of Coleraine. Black-eyed Susan. Merrily Bounds the Bark. The Bay of Biscay. The Cabin Boy. March to the Battle Field. Bonny Dundee. Bide ye yet.
Black-eyed Susan
Merrily Bounds the Bark.
The Bay of Biscay
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The Cabin Boy.
March to the Battle Field.
Bide ye yet.
Bonny Dundee.
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1850 per <span><span>University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks </span></span><span><span><br /></span></span>
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8 pages
17 cm
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woodcut of 2 men beating a man with a bat
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A collection of several short songs and ballads mostly on the theme of sailing, including: a song about a boy who is so handsome, dairy maids drop milk pitchers when they see him and then count it a blessing when he kisses them; a song where a young woman comes aboard seeking her William who is about to set sail for India, kissing him goodbye and seeking reassurances of his love and return; a sailing song describing the music and beauty of the sailing of a ship; a crew is beset by a storm in the Bay of Biscay and is shipwrecked, but rescued; a cabin boy seeks his fortune on the seas but loses all in a shipwreck; a marching song calling on the valor of those who defend the country; a lament of a lass who is looking for a Scottish rogue who had dandled her on his knee and given her his bonnet before disappearing; and a final Scots song describing the delights of marriage waiting for young men who bide until they are married.
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Bay of Biscay, France
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Ballads and songs
Courtship and Marriage
War
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<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>
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Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada
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In the public domain; For high quality reproductions, contact Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph. libaspc@uoguelph.ca, 519-824-4120, Ext. 53413
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Scots
English
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Glasgow: Printed for the Booksellers