30 10 639 https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/d148846335e1987f48d66b96df1ddac3.jpg 1538cf0da4c74eab489d08c299c66d20 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 3018 Width 1714 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 Woodcut on title-page portraying a girl holding a flower standing between two pillars with flowers in vases on top. Large house in the background https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/14749013fc1fddcbacb9ea767ba255d4.pdf 3a1edca03c89edaa4c82ea7a7e9365f2 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. 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University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks <a title="University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks" href="http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/" target="_blank" rel="noopener">http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/</a> Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada 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. Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource In the public domain; For higher quality reproductions, contact Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph. libaspc@uoguelph.ca 519-824-4120, Ext. 53413 Subject The topic of the resource Alcohol Chapbooks -- Scotland -- Newton Stewart Source A related resource from which the described resource is derived Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Newton-Stewart: J. McNairn Type The nature or genre of the resource ballads & songs Description An account of the resource Woodcut #05: Illustration on title-page of a girl holding a flower standing between two pillars in an outdoor scene. # of Woodcuts: 1 Architecture: gate Architecture: house Bib Context: title-page Chapbook Date: 1821-1830 Chapbook Genre: ballads & songs Chapbook Publisher - Newton-Stewart: J. McNairn Fashion (Clothing): bloomers Fashion (Clothing): children's clothes Fashion (Clothing): dress Fashion (Clothing): stockings Fashion (Clothing): upper class Gender: girl(s) Outdoor Scene https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/7adb24ce0bdc16c8a2fd8a22d1ce7b2b.jpg 611960244c6e30518cd64ec715f31dbb 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 2593 Width 1832 https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/1f0740729e06cea300f6d2ba9b28c858.pdf 6451d610e91d9e3e8c8c6dd5ac10cc2e Document A resource containing textual data. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre text. 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 Six Excellent Songs. It was upon a Lammas Night. How Cruel are the Parents. The Bonnie Wee Thing. O Condescend Dear Charming Maid. Thine am I. Why, Why tell thy lover. Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context <a href="https://ocul-gue.primo.exlibrisgroup.com/permalink/01OCUL_GUE/mrqn4e/alma9953134473505154">s0100b01</a> Alternative Title An alternative name for the resource. The distinction between titles and alternative titles is application-specific. It was upon a Lammas Night. How Cruel are the Parents. The Bonnie Wee Thing. O Condescend Dear Charming Maid. Thine am I. Why, Why tell thy lover. Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1820-1837 per University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks Extent The size or duration of the resource. 8 pages Is Part Of A related resource in which the described resource is physically or logically included. Chapbook #62 in a bound collection of 77 chapbooks Is Referenced By A related resource that references, cites, or otherwise points to the described resource. University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks <a title="University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks" href="http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/" target="_blank" rel="noopener">http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/</a> Description An account of the resource Woodcut image of a mother beside her baby in a cradle on the title-page. Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada 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. Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource In the public domain; For higher quality reproductions, contact Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph. libaspc@uoguelph.ca 519-824-4120, Ext. 53413 https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/8cf7e23bc7fcf8bf60e9e584029ef39c.jpg a0bf814855d3b3075874e57e5a468e11 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 3124 Width 1758 https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/2bc82f14465833f339c0dcb251713627.pdf 246b13aaab8c6a3764db19a223e404e8 PDF Text Text 3. Six Excellent S O NtheGBrethren of The Farewell to St James' Lodge, Tarbolton. Craigie-Bufn Wood. The Midges Dance aboon the Burn. Gloomy Winter's now Awa. Roy's Wife. Bonnie Lesley, NEWTON-STEWART f Printed and Sold, Wholesale and Retail, by J. M>Naijrn-. �\ wI 7A > & "" i THE FAREWELL TO THE BRETHREN OF ST JAMESLODOE, TARBOLTON. Adieu ! a heart-warm fond adieu Dear brothers of the mystic tie ! Ye favour'd, ye eulightened few, Companions of iny social joy ! Tho' I to foreign lands must hie, Pursuing fortune's sliddr'y ha', With melting heart and brimful eye, I'll mind you still, tho' far awa. Oft have I met your social band, And spent the cheerful, festive night ; Oft honoured with supreme command, Presided o'er the,.sons of light ; And by that ]tierogliphie bright, Which none but craftsmen ever saw ! Strong memory on my heart shall write Those happy scenes when far awa. May freedom, harmony, and love, Unite you in the grand design, Beneath the omniscient eye above, The glorious architect divine ! IKp H �That you may keep the-unerring line, Still rising by the plummets law, Till order bright completely shine, Shall be my prayer, when fata via. And you, farewell ! whose merits..claim Justly that highest badge to wear! Heaven Mess your honour d noble name, T® masonry and Scotia dear! A l as t request, permit me here, When yearly ye assemble a'; One round I ask it with, a,feaiy To him, tile bard that's far a wad CR AIGIE- B UBIi WOGDJ Sweet firs the- eve on Craigie-lmni,. ' And blyth awakes the morrow ; But a* the pride o' spring's- rgiura. Can yield me nocht but sorrow.. I see the flowers and spreading trees, I hear the wild.birds singing But what a weary wight earvpiease, And care hisbQ§om wiMngmg ? Fain, faili would I my griefs impart, Yet dare na for you ganger ; * �But secret love will break my heart.. If I conceal it langer., If lbou refuse to pity me, If thou shalt love anither, When yon green leaves fade frae the trce Around.my grave they'll wither.. ?i THE MIDGES DANCE ABOGN T H E BURN, The midges dance aboon the burn* The dews begin to fa', The "part-rick* down the rushy holnv Set up their e'ening ca\ Now loud and clear the blackbird's sang Rings thro' the briery shew, 'While flitting gay, the swallows play,Around the castle waV Beneath the golden gloaming sky., The mavis mends her lay, The redbreast pours his sweetest strain^ To charm the lingering day ; While weary yeldrins seem to wail Tli-eir little nestlings torn/ �The merry wren, frae den to den,, Gaes jinking through the thorn.. The roses fauld their silken leaves, The foxglove shuts its hell, The honysuckle, and the birk, Spread fragrance thro' the dell.. Let others croud the giddy court Of mirth and revelry, . The simple joys, that nature yields Are clearer far tp me.. GLOOMY' WINTER'S"NOW. AWAv Gloomy winter's now awa,, Saft the westliu breezes hi aw, 'Mang the biiks of Stanely shaw The mavie sings fu' eheary O ; Sweet the crawflower's early bell Decks Gleniffer's dewy delf, Blooming like thy bonnie sel, My young, my artless dearie O., Come, my lassie, let us stray O'er Glenkilloch's sunny brae, Blythly spend the gowden day, 'Midest joys that never weary ; �6 Tow'ring o'er the Newton woods, Laverocks fan the gnaw white cloudy Siller sauchs, with downy brads*. Adorn the hanks sae briery O 5 Hound the sylvan fairy nooks, Feath'ry breckaiis fringe the rooks,; 'Neath the brae the burnie jouks, And ilka thing is cheery O ; "Frees may bud, and birds may sing, Fiowrs may bloom, and verdure springs Joy to me they canna bring, Unless wi thee, my deary O. ROY'S WIFE.. Roy's w 1 fe of A1 d\ vaj 1 oeh,. Roy's wife of Akiivalloeh ; Wat ve how she cheated me As i came o'er the braes o' Bulloch. She vow'd, she swore, she wad be mine ; j She said sjieJoed me best of 01 vy ; But, all the faithless fickle queen ! She's taen.the carl,, and left her Johnny* Roy's wiiCj &c s �Her hair sac fair, her een sae clear*, Her wee bit mou sae sweet and bonny * To me she ever will be dear, Tho' she's for ever left her Johnny, Roy's wife, &c. Rut O she was a canty queen, And weel could dance the Highland walloch: How happy I, had she been mine, Or I'd been Roy of Aklivalloch! Roy's wife, &c. BONNY LESLEY. O saw ye bonnie Lesley As she gaed o'er the border ? She's gane, like Alexander, To spread her conquest farther. To see her is to love her, And love but her for ever ; For nature made her what she is, And ne'er made sic anither. �8 Thou art a queen, fair Lesley, Thy subjects we before thee, Thou art divine, fair Lesley, The hearts o' men adore thee. The Deil he could na scaith thee, Draught that wad belang thee; He'd look into thy bonny face, And say, " I canna wrang thee/' The Powers aboon---will tent thee, Misfortunes shanna steer thee ; Thotf rt like themselves, sae lovely, That ill they'll ne'er let near thee. Return again fair Lesley, Return to Caledonie! That we may brag we hae a las&, There's nane again sae bonnie. FINIS. � Document A resource containing textual data. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre text. 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 Six Excellent Songs. The Farewell to the Brethren of St James' Lodge, Tarbolton. Craigie-Burn Wood. The Midges Dance aboon the Burn. Gloomy Winter's now Awa. Roy's Wife. Bonnie Lesley. Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context <a href="https://ocul-gue.primo.exlibrisgroup.com/permalink/01OCUL_GUE/mrqn4e/alma9953134473505154">s0100b01</a> Alternative Title An alternative name for the resource. The distinction between titles and alternative titles is application-specific. The Farewell to the Brethren of St James' Lodge, Tarbolton. Craigie-Burn Wood. The Midges Dance aboon the Burn. Gloomy Winter's now Awa. Roy's Wife. Bonnie Lesley. Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1820-1837 per University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks Extent The size or duration of the resource. 8 pages Is Part Of A related resource in which the described resource is physically or logically included. Chapbook #21 in a bound collection of 77 chapbooks Description An account of the resource Woodcut image of a Masonic (Lodge) symbol on the title-page. No. 8. printed at the top of the title-page. Is Referenced By A related resource that references, cites, or otherwise points to the described resource. University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks <a title="University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks" href="http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/" target="_blank" rel="noopener">http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/</a> Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada 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. Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource In the public domain; For higher quality reproductions, contact Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph. libaspc@uoguelph.ca 519-824-4120, Ext. 53413 https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/c442e52d0ec61ea437131320162b86f7.pdf 02810e9b1ae87968de8cedcad638c842 PDF Text Text SIX FAVOURITE SONGS. BLACK EYED-SUSAN. THE LAMMIE. DRAW THE SWORD, SCOTLAND, LORD RONALD. A T E A R THAT FALLS. A SCOTS SANG. GLASGOW: PRINTED FOR THE BOOKSELLERS, 33. �BLACK-EYED SUSAN. All in the downs the fleet lay moor'd, The streamers waving in the wind, When black-eyed Susan came on board, " Oh! where shall I my true love find ? Tell me, ye jovial sailors, tell me true, If my sweet William sails among your crew?" William, who high upon the yard, Rock'd with the billows to and fro, Soon as her well-known voice he heard, He sigh'd, and cast his eyes below. The cord slides swiftly through his glowing hands, And quick as lightning on the deck he stands, " O, Susan, Susan, lovely dear! My vows shall ever true remain ; Let me kiss off that falling tear, We only part to meet again. Change as ye list, ye winds, my heart shall be The faithful compass that still points to thee. "Though battle calls me from thy arms, Let not my pretty Susan mourn; Though cannons roar, yet, safe from harms, William shall to his dear return ; Love turns aside the balls,that round me fly, Lest precious tears should drop from Susan's eye. �The boatswain gave the dreadful word, The sails their swelling bosoms spread. No longer must she stay on board ; They kissed—she sighed—he hung his head. Her lessening boat unwilling rows to land, " Adieu!" she cried, and waved her lily hand. THE LAMMIE. Whare ha'e ye been a' day, my boy Tammy? I've been by burn and flowery brae, Meadow green and mountain grey, Courting o' this young thing, Just come frae her mammy. And whare gat ye that young thing, my boy Tammy ? I gat her down in yonder howe, Smiling on a broomy knowe, Herding ae wee lamb and ewe For her poor mammy. What said ye to the bonny bairn, my boy Tammy ? I praised her een, sae lovely blue, Her dimpled cheek, and cherry mou' ; I pree'd it aft, as ye may true!— She said, she'd tell her mammy. I held her to my beating heart, my young, my smiling I ha'e a house, it cost me dear, [lammie ! I've walth o' plenishin' and gear; Ye'se get it a war't ten times mair, Gin yewillleaveyourmammy. �4 The smile gaed aff her bonny face—I mauna leave my mammy; She's gi'en me meat, she's gi'en me claise, She's been my comfort a' my days : My father's death brought monie waes— I canny leave my mammy. We'll tak' her hame and mak' her fain, my ain kindhearted lammie! We'll gi'e her meat, we'll gi'e her claise, We'll be her comfort a' her days. The wee thing gi'es her hand, and says,— There! gang and ask my mammy. Has she been to the kirk wi' thee, my boy Tammy She has been to the kirk wi' me. And the tear was in her e'e.— But O ! she's but a young thing, Just come frae her mammy. LORD RONALD. Lord Ronald cam to his lady's bower, When the moon was in her wane; Lord Ronald came at a late late hour, An' to her bower is gane. He saftly stept in his sandal shoon, An' saftly laid him down ; " It's late, it's late, quoth Ellenore— Syne ye maun wauken soon! Sail flap his siller wing! " L �5 An' saftly ye maun ope the gate, An' loose the silken string." " O Ellenore my fairest fair! O Ellenore, my bride! How can ye fear, when my merry men Are on the mountain side ?" The moon was hid, the night was gane, But Ellenore's heart was wae : She heard the cock flap his siller wing, An' she watch'd the morning ray. " Rise up, rise up, Lord Ronald, dear! The morning opes its e'e ; O speed thee to thy father's tower, An safe, safe may thou be!" But there was a page, a little fause page, Lord Ronald did espy, An' he has told his baron all Where the hind and hart did lye, " It isna for thee, but thine, Lord Ronald— Thy father's deeds o' weir ; But since the hind has come to my fauld, His blood shall dim my spear." Lord Ronald kiss'd fair Ellenore, An' press'd her lily hand ; Sic a stately knight an' comely dame Ne'er met in wedlock's band: �But the baron watch'd as he rais'd the latch An' kiss'd again his bride. An' with his spear, in deadly ire," He pierc'd Lord Ronald's side. The life-blood fled frae fair Ellenore's cheek ; She look'd all, wan an': ghast; She lean'd her down by Lord Ronald's side, An' the blood was rinnin' fast. She clasped his hand, an' she kiss'd his lip, As she sigh'd her last adieu ; For never, O never did lady love Her lord with a heart so true. A SCOTS SANG. [ ha'e lost my love, an' I dinna ken how, I ha'e lost my love, an' I carena; For laith will I be just to lie down an' dee. And to sit down and greet wad be bairnly ; But a screed o' ill nature I canna weel help, At having been guidit unfairly ; An' weel wad I like to gi 'e women a skelp, An' yerk their sweet haffets fu' yarely. O! plague on the limmers, sae sly an' demure, As pawkie as de'ils wi' their smiling ; As fickle as winter, in sunshine and shower, The hearts of a' mankind beguiling ; As sour as December, as soothing as May, To suit their ain ends never doubt them; Their ill fau'ts I couldna tell ower in a day, But their beauty's the warst thing about them! �Ay, that's what sets up the hale warld in a lowe— Makes kingdoms to rise an' expire ; man's might is nae mair than a flaughten o' tow, Opposed to a bleeze o' reid fire ! 'Twas woman at first made creation to bend, And of nature's prime lord made the pillow! An' 'tis her that will bring this ill to an end— An' that will be seen an' heard tell o'! DRAW Draw the sword, Scotland, Scotland, Scotland! Over mountain and moor hath passed the war-sign The pibroch is pealing, pealing, pealing, Who heeds not the summons is nae son o' thine. The clans they are, gath'ring, gath'ring, gath'ring, The clans they are gath'ring bylochandbylea; The banners they are flying, flying, flying, The banners they are flying that lead to victory. Draw the sword, Scotland, Scotland, Scotland ! Charge as ye've charged in the days o' langsyne ; Sound to theonset,theonset,theonset, He who but falters is nae son o' thine. Sheath the sword, Scotland, Scotland, Scotland! Sheath the sword, Scotland, for dimmed is its shir Thy foemen are fleeing, fleeing, fleeing, And wha kens nae mercy is nae son o' thine! The struggle is over, over, over, The struggle is over!—the victory won!— There are tears for the fallen, the fallen, the fallen, And glory for all who their duty have done! �Sheath the sword, Scotland, Scotland, Scotland! With thy loved thistle new laurels entwine ; Time shall ne'er part them, part them, part them, But hand down the garland to each son o' thine. THERE'S A T E A R THAT FALLS. There's a tear that falls when we part From a friend whose loss we shall mourn ; There's a tear that flows from the half-broken heart, When we think he may never return—oh, never Tis hard to be parted from those With whom we for ever could dwell; But bitter indeed is the sorrow that flows, When perhaps we are saying farewell for ever. There's a tear that brightens the eye Of a friend, when absence is o'er; There'e a tear that flews, not from sorrow, but joy. When we meet to be parted no more—oh, never! Then all that in absence we dread Is past, and forgotten our pain; For sweet is the tear we at such moments shed, When we hold the loved object again, for ever! FI NIS. ! � https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/89fd3fad27dfd685d04688bd9a9e2c7c.jpg 1f782da26a558b5f1eb673108b71e790 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 2835 Width 1773 Document A resource containing textual data. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre text. 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 Six Favourite Songs. Black Eyed-Susan. The Lammie. Draw the Sword, Scotland. Lord Ronald. A Tear That Falls. A Scots Sang. Subject The topic of the resource Chapbooks - Scotland - Glasgow Ballads and songs Courtship and Marriage War Highlands Description An account of the resource Woodcut image of a fashionable young man in top hat waving on title-page 33 is printed at the bottom&nbsp;of the title page Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1840-1850 per University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context <a href="https://ocul-gue.primo.exlibrisgroup.com/permalink/01OCUL_GUE/mrqn4e/alma9923417143505154">s0153b26</a> Coverage The spatial or temporal topic of the resource, the spatial applicability of the resource, or the jurisdiction under which the resource is relevant Glasgow, Scotland Alternative Title An alternative name for the resource. The distinction between titles and alternative titles is application-specific. Black Eyed-Susan. The Lammie. Draw the Sword, Scotland. Lord Ronald. A Tear That Falls. A Scots Sang. Extent The size or duration of the resource. 8 pages 14 cm Abstract A summary of the resource. A collection of songs and ballads, many of which are written in Scots. Black-Eyed Susan: a love song describing the final parting between a sailor on the naval fleet and his lover, Susan, who comes on board to kiss him goodbye before he heads off to war. The Lammie: Written in Scots, this song is written as a question and answer dialogue describing a young man’s courtship of a young girl who at first refuses to leave “her mammy” until he assures her that he will provide for both her and her mother after marriage. Lord Ronald: Another Scots song about a late-night tryst between a lord and the wife of a baron; when her husband discovers the two in bed together, he slays the adulterous lord where he lay. A Scots Sang: Also written in strong Scots, a young man praises and complains about the beauty and wiles of women after his lover leaves him. Draw the Sword, Scotland: A nationalistic call to arms, praising the victories and sacrifice of those who fell in her defense. There’s a Tear That Falls: A song about the sorrow of being parted from friends, sometimes forever, and the joy of being reunited with those long absent. Is Referenced By A related resource that references, cites, or otherwise points to the described resource. University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks <a href="http://www.lib.uoguelph.ca/find/find-type-resource/archival-special-collections/scottish-studies">http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/</a> Language A language of the resource Scots English Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada 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. Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource In public domain; For higher quality reproductions, contact Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph. libaspc@uoguelph.ca 519-824-4120, Ext. 53413 Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Glasgow: Printed for the Booksellers Source A related resource from which the described resource is derived Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/97d48de710b22fdabbe9406aef1cf27a.pdf 4f5aeabd59711450c5100b9f5bcc1c8f PDF Text Text Six Favourite John Anderson my J o . There's nae Luck about the Hotnste, I G a e d a waefu Gate Yestreen. Auld Langsyne. Blythe and Happy are we. T h e Rose will cease to blow* Nte W T O N - S T E W A & T Printed and S o l d , ' m l Retail, by J. -M^Nairs. �J O H N A N D E R S O N , M Y JO. John Anderson, my jo, John, When we were first aequent, Your locks were like the raven, Your bonriie brow was brent ; But now your brow is beld, John* Your locks are like the snow, Yet blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson, my j o . John Aaderson, m y j o , John, W e clanab the hill thegither, And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi' ane anither, Now we maun totter down, John, But hand in hand we'll go, And steep thegither at the foot, John Anderson, my j<o* THERE'S NAE LUCK ABOUT THE HOUSE. And are ye sure the i*ews is true 9 And are ye sura he's weel ? Is this a time to think o' wark ? Mak haste, set by your wheel. Is this a time to think o* wark, When Colin's at the door ? �me my cloak 111 to the quay,. And see him come ashore. CHORUS. For there's nae luck about the house* There's nae luck at a* ; There's little pleasure in the house, When our gudeman's awa.. O g'i'fc me down my higonet, My bishop's satin gown,. For i maun tell tell the bailie's wife That Colin's come to town, My Sunday's shoon they maun gae on» My hose o* pearl blue, It's a' to please my ain gudeman. For he's baith leal and true; Rise up and make a clean fire-side, Put on tlie muckle p o t ; W e little Kate her cotton gown, And Jock his Sunday's coat : And mak their shoon, as black as Their hose as white as snaw ; It's a' to please my ain gudeman, For he's been Jang awa. There are twa hens upon the bank, They've fed this month and mair ^ �# Mak haste and thraw their necks about* That Colin wee! may fare ; And spread the table neat and clean, Gar ilka thing look braV ; \t'6 a ' f o r love'6' my gad em an, For he^ been lang aw a. Sae true his heart, sae smooth his speech* His breath like caller air, His very foot has music in't, When he qomes up the stain. And will I see his face again ? And will I hear him speak ? Vni downright dizzy w? the thocht. In troth 1'in like to greet. The cauld blast o9 the winter wind, Thftt thirled through n)y heart, T h e y ' l l a* blawn by, I hae him safe, Till death we'll never part ? But what/puts parting in my head ? It may be far awa ; The'present moment is our ain, ' The ncist vVe never saw, Si^ce Colin's weel Fm weel content, I ha'e nae qiair to aray^ ; Could 1 but live tp make ^i tn blest, 4 blest aboon the lave. �And will; I see bis face again ?' And will I hear him speak. ? I'm downright dizzy wi* the thochi In troth, I'm like to greet. I GAED A W AEFU; GATE YESTREEN. % gaed a waefu' gate yestreen, A gate, I fear, Til dearly rufe ; I gat my death frae twd sweet een, Twa lovely een o' bourne blue. •'Twas not her golden ringlets bright. Her lips like roses wat \vV dew, Her heaving bosom liy-white, It was her een sae boimle blue. She talked she smiled, my heart she wiled. She charmed my soul, I wistna ho\V; ; And ay the s to and, the deadly wound, Cam frae her een sae bonnie blue. But. spare to speak and spare to.'spee<4, ^ Shellablins^isten.to my* vow ; Should she refuse, I'll lay my dead Xo : her twa een sae bonnie blue.. �AULD langsyne; Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brougjit to min^ t Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And days o' langsyne ? For auld langsyne, my dear*, For auld langsyne, W e'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,. Far auld, langsyne.. W e tvva ha'e run about the braes,. And pu'd the go wans fine ; But we'ue wander'd niony as weary foot** Sin' auid langsynei For auld langsyne* W e twa h-affe; paid el*t i' the burn Frae morning sun till dine ; But seas between, us braid hae roar'd Sin auid langsyne Far auld langsyne &c. Now there^ a hand my trusty fiere, And giVs a hand o' thine, And we'll tak a right guid willie wauchfc For auld langsyne. For auld langsyne, �And surely ye'II be your pint stoup, And surely Til be mine, And and we'll tak a cup o9 kindness yet, For atild langsyne. For auld langsyne, &c. BLYTHE AND HAPPY ARE WE, Blythe, blythe, an'happy are we, Cauld care is fley?d awa ; This is but ae night o' our lives, And wha could grudge tho' it were twa? The evening shade around is spread, The shilling tempest sweeps the sky ; We're kindly met, and warmly set, An' streams o' nappy rinning by. Blythe, blythe, See. The days o' man are but a span, This mortal life a passing dream, Nought to illume the dreary gloom, Save love and friendship's sacred gleam, Blythe, blythe, Then tootn your glass to my sweet lass, And neist we'll turn it o'er to thine ; The. glowing breast that lo'es them best, Shall dearest eyer be to mine. Blythe, blythe, �8 An' here's to you, my friend sac true, May discord ne'er a feeling wonnd, An' should we flyte, ne'er harbour spite, But in a bowl be't quickly drown'd. Blythe, blythe, 3fow rap and ring, and gar them bring The biggest stoupfu' yet we've seen ; Why should we part, when hand and heart At ilka bumper grows mare keen ? Blythe, blythe, &c. TriE ROSE WILL CEASE TO BLOW, The rose will cease to blcrr, The eagle turn a dove, The stream will cease to flow, Ere I will cease to love. The sun will cease to shine, The world will cease to ifteve* The stars their light resign, Ere I can cease to love. � https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/fc624d11398734b5c793f7f146c26be9.jpg 7bff36b7d63a3a6aba97bcf77d144d32 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 3256 Width 1772 Document A resource containing textual data. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre text. 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 Six Favourite Songs. John Anderson my Jo. There's nae Luck about the House. I Gaed a waefu Gate Yestreen. Auld Langsyne. Blythe and Happy are we. The Rose will cease to blow. Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context <a href="https://ocul-gue.primo.exlibrisgroup.com/permalink/01OCUL_GUE/mrqn4e/alma9953134473505154">s0100b01</a> Alternative Title An alternative name for the resource. The distinction between titles and alternative titles is application-specific. John Anderson my Jo. There's nae Luck about the House. I Gaed a waefu Gate Yestreen. Auld Langsyne. Blythe and Happy are we. The Rose will cease to blow. Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1820-1837 per University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks Extent The size or duration of the resource. 8 pages Is Part Of A related resource in which the described resource is physically or logically included. Chapbook #26 in a bound collection of 77 chapbooks Subject The topic of the resource Chapbooks--Scotland--Newton-Stewart Songs Ballads Is Referenced By A related resource that references, cites, or otherwise points to the described resource. University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks <a title="University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks" href="http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/" target="_blank" rel="noopener">http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/</a> Description An account of the resource Woodcut image of two men with a young boy pointing at them on the title-page. Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada 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. Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource In the public domain; For higher quality reproductions, contact Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph. libaspc@uoguelph.ca 519-824-4120, Ext. 53413 Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Newton-Stewart: Printed for the Booksellers, by J. McNairn https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/65f4810d06f403baecd3af63c3486075.pdf 762378a3c257152eb1a406240105b5e3 PDF Text Text SIX Favourite Songs. THE S A I L O R S EPITAPH. BLUE-EYED MARY. THE SONG OF THE OLDEN TIME. BLACK-EYED SUSAN. ROY'S WIFE. GREEN BUSHES. GLASGOW: P R I N T E D F O R THE B O O K S E L L E R S . 51 �S O N G S THE SAILOR'S EPITAPH. Here, a sheer hulk, lies poor Tom Bowling, The darling of our crew ; No more he'll hear the tempest howling, For death has brought him to. His form was of the manliest beauty. His heart was kind and soft; Faithful below he did his duty, And now he's gone aloft. Tom never from his word departed, His virtues were so rare ; His friends were many and true-hearted— His Poll was kind and fair. And then he'd sing so blithe and jolly, Ah ! many's the time and oft; But mirth is turn'd to melancholy, For Tom is gone aloft. Yet shall poor Tom find pleasant weather, When He, who all commands, Shall give, to call life's crew together. The word to pipe all hands. Thus death, who kings and tars despatches, In vain Tom's life has doff'd ; For tho' his body's under hatches, His soul is gone aloft. �3 BLUE-EYED MARY. As I walked out one May morning, The flowers they were a-springing, I met a fair maid by the way, She being so sweetly singing. I did salute this pretty fair maid, It being so brisk and airy, She appeared to be a venus bright, Was the charming blue-eyed Mary. Where are yon going, my pretty maid, This summer morning early ? I am going to milk my cows, And then to mind my dairy. Shall I go with you, my pretty maid ? She answered me so cheerily, Just as ye please, kind sir, says she, Replied the blue-eyed Mary. We were walking over the flowery field, The flowers they were a-springing, Down on a mossy bank we sat, Where the larks were sweetly singing. Down on the mossy bank we sat, I'm sure no one was near me, So there I kiss'd the ruby lips Of my charming blue-eyed Mary. �4 O now you've had your will of me, Kind sir, O do not leave me ; For if I should prove with child by thee. My parents they will slight me. O then I kiss'd her rosy cheeks, Soon as these words she'd spoken, I gave to her a diamond ring, To keep now as a token. I said, fair maid, I must begone, My ship will sail so early, I'll prove as true as a turtle-dove, To you, my blue-eyed Mary. When six long weeks were gone and past, No letter came to Mary ; She often view'd her diamond ring, When she was in her dairy. She was crossing o er the flowery fields Next Monday morning early, A sailor stepped up to her, Saying, how are you, my Mary? For I am now return'd from sea— Forsake your cows and dairy, And I'll make you my lawful bride, My charming blue-eyed Mary, She went with him without delay, Forsook her cows and dairy, �5 And he made her a captain's bride, The charming blue-eyed Mary. G R E E N BUSHES. When I was a-walking one morning in May, To hear the birds whistle, and nightingales play, I heard a young damsel, so sweetly sung she, Down by the green bushes, where he thinks to meet me. I'll buy you fine beavers, and fine silken gowns, I'll buy you fine petticoats flounc'd to the ground, If you will prove loyal and constant to me, Forsake your own true love, and marry with me. I want none of your beavers and fine silken hose. For I ne'er was so poor as to marry for clothes ; But I will prove loyal and constant to thee, Forsake my own true love, and married we'll be. Come let us be going, kind sir, if you please, Come, let us be going from under these trees, For yonder is coming my true love I see, Down by the green bushes, where he thinks to meet me. But when he got there and found she was gone, He stood like some lambkin left quite forlorn ; She's gone with some other, and forsaken me, So adieu to the green bushes, for ever adieu. �6 I'll be like some school-boy, spend my time in play, For I never was so foolishly deluded away, There's no false-hearted woman shall serve me so more, So adieu to the green bushes, it's time to give o'er. BLACK-EYED SUSAN, All in the Downs the fleet lay moor'd, The streamers waving in the wind, When black-eyed Susan came on board, Oh! where shall I my true love find ? Tell me, ye jovial sailors, tell me true, If my sweet William sails among your crew ? William, who high upon the yard, Rock'd with the billows to and fro, Soon her well-known voice he heard, He sighed, and cast his eyes below. The cord slides swiftly through his glowing hands, And quick as lightning on the deck he stands. O Susan, Susan, lovely dear! My vows shall ever true remain ; Let me kiss off that falling tear, We only part to meet again. Change as ye list, ye winds, my heart shall be The faithful compass that still points to thee. Though battle calls me from thy arms, Let not my pretty Susan mourn ; �7 Though cannons roar, yet safe from harms, William shall to his dear return ; Love turns aside the balls that round me fly, Lest precious tears should drop from Susan's eye The boatswain gave the dreadful word, The sails their swelling bosoms spread, No longer must she stay on board ; They kissed—she sighed—he hung his head. Her lessening boat unwilling rows to land, Adieu ! she cried, and waved her lily hand. THE SONG OF THE OLDEN TIME There's a song of the olden time, Falling sad o'er the ear, Like the dream of some village chime, Which in youth we lov'd to hear. And even amidst the grand and gay, When Music tries her gentlest art, I never hear so sweet a lay, Or one that hangs so round my heart, As that song of the olden time, Falling sad o'er the ear, Like the dream of some village chime Which in youth we lov'd to hear. And when all this life is gone— Even the hope lingering now, Like the last of the leaves left on Autumn's sear and faded bough— �8 'Twill seem as still those friends were near Who loved me in youth's early day, If in that parting hour I hear The same sweet notes—and die away To that song of the olden time, Breath'd like Hope's farewell strain, To say, in some brighter clime, Life and youth will shine again. ROY'S WIFE. Roy's wife of Aldivalloch, Roy's wife of Aldivalloch, Wat ye how she cheated me As I came o'er the braes of Balloch ? She vow'd, she swore she wad be mine, She said she lo'ed me best of ony ; But ah, the fickle, faithless queen, She's ta'en the carle and left her Johnnie. Roy's wife, &c. Oh she was a canty queen, And weel could dance the Highland walloch ; How happy I, had she been mine, Or I'd been Roy of Aldivalloch, Roy's wife, &c. Her hair sae fair, her een sae clear, Her wee bit mou' sae sweet and bonnie To me she ever will be dear, Though she's for ever; left her Johnnie. Roy's wife, &c. � https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/2b5dd93cf1725552562a89032c007de8.jpg 6b3e93e32222380025fc466eb1012613 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 3072 Width 1773 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 on title page of a tall ship at sea 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 Woodcut 081: Title-page illustration of a tall ship at sea. Document A resource containing textual data. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre text. 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 Six Favourite Songs. The Sailor's Epitaph. Blue-Eyed Mary. The Song of the Olden Time. Black-Eyed Susan. Roy's Wife. Green Bushes. Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context <a href="https://ocul-gue.primo.exlibrisgroup.com/permalink/01OCUL_GUE/mrqn4e/alma9923417163505154">s0153b25</a> Alternative Title An alternative name for the resource. The distinction between titles and alternative titles is application-specific. The Sailor's Epitaph. Blue-Eyed Mary. The Song of the Olden Time. Black-Eyed Susan. Roy's Wife. Green Bushes. Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1840-1850 per University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks Extent The size or duration of the resource. 8 pages 16 cm Description An account of the resource 51 is printed at the bottom of the title-page. Woodcut #81: Illustration on title page of a tall ship at sea Coverage The spatial or temporal topic of the resource, the spatial applicability of the resource, or the jurisdiction under which the resource is relevant Aldivalloch, Scotland Subject The topic of the resource Courtship and Marriage Chapbooks - Scotland - Glasgow Is Referenced By A related resource that references, cites, or otherwise points to the described resource. University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks <a title="University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks" href="http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/" target="_blank" rel="noopener">http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/</a> Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Archival and; Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource In the public domain; For high quality reproductions, contact Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph. libaspc@uoguelph.ca, 519-824-4120, Ext. 53413 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 Glasgow: Printed for the Booksellers Source A related resource from which the described resource is derived Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario Type The nature or genre of the resource ballads & songs # of Woodcuts: 1 Bib Context: title-page Chapbook Genre: ballads & songs Chapbook Publisher - Glasgow: Printed for the Booksellers Outdoor Scene Transportation: ship/boat(s) https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/614d13327def025b2de85a04ddb5875d.jpg cffb70dc55570399110576b360047b60 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 3072 Width 1891 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 on titel-page of a young woman wearing a hat, dress, and shawl standing before a gate. https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/42d7baa1d81c007882f189e674c91130.pdf d1eb23751eb9a896c193f8bbd1ee7a16 PDF Text Text SIX L O V E SONGS JOCKEY TO THE FAIR. W H A ' S AT T H E WINDOW, WHA? FAIREST OF THE FAIR. THE F L O W E R O' D U M B L A N E . THE MAID OF ARUNDEL. F A R EWELL, F A R E W E L L. GLASGOW r PRINTED FOR THE BOOKSELLERS. 34. �SONGS. WHA'S AT THE WINDOW, WHA? O wha's at the window, wha ? wha ? 0 wha's at tli© window, wha ? wha ? Wha but blythe Jamie Glen, He's come sax miles and ten, To tak bonnie Jeanie awa, awa, To tak bonnie Jeanie awa. He has plighted his troth, an' a', an' a\ Leal love to gi'e, an' a', an' a', And sae has she dune, By a' that's aboon ; For he loe's her, she lo'es him 'boon a', 'boon a* He lo'es her, she lo'es him 'boon a'. Bridal maidens are braw, braw, 0 bridal maidens are braw, braw, But the bride's modest e'e, And warm cheek, are to me 'Boon pearl ens and brooches, an* a', an' a\ 'Boon pearlens and brooches, an' a'. There's mirth on the green, in the ha', the ha\ There's mirth on the green, in the ha', �There's laughing, there's quaffing, There's jesting, there's daffing, But the bride's father's blythest of a', of a', But the bride's father's blythest of a'. It's no that she's Jamie's ava, ava, It's no that she's. Jamie's ava, ava, That my heart is sae wearie, When a' the lave's cheerie, But it's just that she'll aye be awa, awa, But it's just that she'll aye be awa. THE FLOWER 0 ' DUMBLANE. The sun had gane down o'er the lofty Benlomond, And left the red clouds to preside o'er the scene ; While lanely I stray in the calm simmer gloaming, To muse on sweet Jessie, the flower o' Dumblane. 0 sweet is the brier wi' its saft faulding blossom, And sweet is the birk wi' its mantle o' green; Yet sweeter and fairer, and dear to this bosom, Is lovely young Jessie, the flower o' Dumblane. She's modest as ony, and blythe as she's, bonny, For guileless simplicity marks her its ain ; And far be the villain, divested of feeling, Wha'd blight in its blossom the flower o' Dumblane Sing on, thou sweet mavis, thy hymn to the e'ening, Thou'rt dear to the echoes of Calderwood glen, Sae dear to this bosom, sae artless and winning, Is charming young Jessie, the flower o' Dumblane. �4 How lost were my days till I met with my Jessie, The sports of the city seem'd foolish and vain ; I ne'er saw a nymph I would ca' my dear lassie, Till charm'd wi* sweet Jessie, the flower o* Dumblane, Tho' mine were the station of loftiest grandeur, Amidst its profusion I'd languish in pain ; And reckon as naething the height o' its splendour, If wanting sweet Jessie, the flower o* Dumblane. T H E M A I D OF A R U N D E L . Thou fairest of the fairest maids, In Arundel's embowering shades, When beauty smiles in all her charms, And love's delighted bosom warms, With thee I woo each sylvan scene, Of fragrant bower and arbour green, While smiling hope our care dispels, We bless the shades of Arundel. When twilight steals along the world, And wandering shepherds leave the fold, To woo the bower, the scented grove, And sigh upon the lips of love ; Again my lovely Rosalie, With bounding heart I fly to thee, Love's dear and fond delights to tell Amid the shades of Arundel. As wandering by the castle mound, Or moving in the festive round, �o I feel the power of love divine, Bright beaming in these eyes of thine. And sweeter is thine artless tale, Than midnight song of nightingale, Soft dying on the breezy swell That fan the shades of Arundel. JOCKEY TO T H E FAIR. 'Twas on the morn of sweet May-day, When Nature painted all things gay, Taught birds to sing, and lambs to play, And gild the meadows fair ; Young Jockey early on the morn Arose, and tript it o'er the lawn, For Jenny vow'd away to run With Jockey to the Fair ; For Jenny vow'd away to run With Jockey to the Fair. The cheerful parish bells had rung, With eager steps he trudg'd along, While garlands round him hung Which shepherds us'd to wear: He tapt the window, 44 Haste my dear," Jenny impatient cried, " Who's there I" " 'Tis I, my love, and no one near, Step gently down, you've nought to fear, With Jockey to the Fair ; Step gently down, &c. �6 " My dad and mammy's fast asleep, My brother's up and with the sheep, And will you still your promise keep Which I have heard you swear ? And will you ever constant prove ? 44 1 will, by all the powers above, And ne'er deceive my charming dove: Dispel those doubts, and haste my love, With Jockey to the Fair Dispel those doubts, &c. " Behold the ring," the shepherd cried, " Will Jenny be my charming bride? Let Cupid be our happy guide, And Hymen meet us there." Then Jockey did his vows renew, He would be constant, would be true, His word was pledg'd, away she flew With Jockey to the Fair ; O'er cowslips tript, &c. In raptures meet the joyful train, Their gay companions, blithe and young, Each join the dance, each join the throng. To hail the happy pair ; In turns there's none so fond as they, They bless the kind propitious day, The smiling morn of blooming May, When lovely Jenny ran away With Jockey to the Fair ; When lovely Jenny, &c. �7 F A I R E S T OJ? T H E FAIR. 0 Nannie, wilt thou gang wi' me, Nor sigh to leave the flaunting town ; Can silent glens have charms for thee, The lowly cot, and russet gown ? Nae langer drest in silk and sheen, Nae langer deck'd wi' jewels rare, Say, canst thou quit each courtly scene, Where thou wert fairest of the fair O Nannie, when thou'rt far away, Wilt thou not cast a look behind ? Say, canst thou face the parching ray, Nor shrink before the wintry wind ? 0 can that saft and gentlest mien Severest hardships learn to bear, Nor sad, regret each courtly scene, Where thou wert fairest of the fair ? O Nannie, canst thou love so true, Thro' perils keen wi' me to gae ? Or when thy swain mishap shall rue, To share with him the pang of wae. And when invading pains befal, Wilt thou assume the nurse's care, Nor wishful those gay scenes recal, Where thou wert fairest of the fair ? And when at last thy love shall die, Wilt thou receive his parting breath ? Wilt thou repress each struggling sigh, And cheer with smiles the bed of death �8 And wilt thou o'er his much-lov'd clay Strew flowers, and drop the tender tear ; Nor then regret those scenes so gay, Where thou wert fairest of the fair I FAREWELL, FAREWELL. Farewell, farewell, dear Erin's Isle! My native land, adieu! I've seen thy hours of sunshine smile, And mark'd thy sorrows too. The pale moon trembles on the deep, But ere the morning dawn, Th© winds will only hear me weep For thee, my Peggy Bawn. And though I haste beyond the sea, Where sweeter scenes may smile, My heart unchanged will turn to tliee, My own, my native isle. But now a long, a kind farewell, To mountain, grove, and lawn, While tears alone my parting tell, From thee, my Peggy Bawn. � 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 Woodcut 062: Title-page illustration of a young woman wearing a hat, dress, and shawl standing before a gate. Document A resource containing textual data. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre text. 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 Six love songs. Jockey to the fair. Wha's at the window, wha? Fairest of the fair. The flower o' Dumblane. The maid of Arundel. Farewell, farewell. Subject The topic of the resource Courtship and Marriage Chapbooks - Scotland - Glasgow Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1840-1850 per University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks Language A language of the resource English Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context <span class="EXLResultStatusAvailable"><span class="EXLAvailabilityCallNumber"><a href="https://ocul-gue.primo.exlibrisgroup.com/permalink/01OCUL_GUE/mrqn4e/alma9943830973505154">s0615b35</a></span></span> Alternative Title An alternative name for the resource. The distinction between titles and alternative titles is application-specific. Jockey to the fair. Wha's at the window, wha? Fairest of the fair. The flower o' Dumblane. The maid of Arundel. Farewell, farewell. Extent The size or duration of the resource. 8 pages 15 cm Description An account of the resource Woodcut #62: Illustration on title-page of a young woman wearing a hat, dress, and shawl standing before a gate. '34' is printed at the bottom of the title page Accrual Method The method by which items are added to a collection. Purchased through Jane Grier Family Trust. 2012 Is Referenced By A related resource that references, cites, or otherwise points to the described resource. University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks <a href="%20University%20of%20Glasgow%20Union%20Catalogue%20of%20Scottish%20Chapbooks%20%20http%3A//special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/">http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/</a> Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada 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. Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource In the public domain; For higher quality reproductions, contact Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph. libaspc@uoguelph.ca 519-824-4120, Ext 53413 Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Glasgow: Printed for the Booksellers Type The nature or genre of the resource ballads & songs # of Woodcuts: 1 Architecture: gate Bib Context: title-page Chapbook Date: 1841-1850 Chapbook Genre: ballads & songs Chapbook Publisher - Glasgow: Printed for the Booksellers Gender: woman/women Outdoor Scene https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/756892b9351e64d2d55ee01ed7158869.jpg 321b031b438a3703aeee8736b90b124f 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 3072 Width 1825 https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/4fd5d579129c111e0cb3bc1d3d7eb95e.pdf 14425703ee0015ef09397869288e1a51 PDF Text Text SIX LOVE SONGS. See the Ship. I sigh for the girl 1 adore. Hand awa frae me, Donald, Had I the wyte. The fair young Knight Banks of Doun. F a l k i r k : — P r i n t e d for the Booksellers, ioi all ifahdrf �SONGS. See the Ship. $ee the ship in the bay is riding, Dearest Ellen, I go from thee ; Boldly go, in thy love confiding, O'er the deep and the trackless sea. W h e n thy loved form no more is near me, When thy sweet smile no longer I see, i h i s soothing thought shall at midnight cheer K M y love is breathing a prayer for me. Nor can Heaven, a deaf ear lending T o its loveliest work below, T h e boon she begs, on her krnees low bending, Refuse -in goodness to bestow. So then, my Ellen, all doubts defying, H e n r y shall dauntless cross the wide sea, His heart on this firm anchor relying, M y love is breathing a prayer for me. W h e n the thunder of war is roaring, A n d the bullets around me fly ; W h e n the rage of the tempests pouring, Blends the billowy sea and sky ; T h e n shall my heart, to fear a stranger. Cherish its fondest hopes for thee, �T i m dear reflection disarming danger. My love is breathing a prayer for me. And when the din of war is over. And sweet peace sets the sailor free, With what joy shall your faithful lover Fly on love sweetest wings to thee 1 Then with delight each other caressing, D a y after day we shall happier be, And as my Ellen tells o'er each blessing, She still will whisper a prayer for me. I sigh for the Girl I addre. When fairies trip o'er the gay green, And all nature seems sunk into r e s t ; T h r o ' valleys I wander unseen, My heart with sad sorrow opprest There oft by the murmuring 'streams, Fair Eleanor's loss I d e p l o r e ; As alone by the moons silver beams, I sigh for the girl I adoro. When my flocks wander o'er the wide plain T o some thicket of woodbine I rove i T h e I pensively tune some soft strain, Or sing forth the praise of my love. Where does my fair Eleanor stray ? M u s t I ne'er see the nymph any more ? T h u s destracted I mourn the long day, And sigh fol the girl 1 adore. �% 4 When first I beheld the sweet maid, Bv moonlight alone in the vale, Far, far from the vil'age we strav'd, Where I tenderly told my soft tale. How long must I wander forlorn ? Ah ! when will my sorrows be o'er ? Such grief it can never be born : I sigh for the girl I adore. Hand alva frae mc, Donald, H a u d awa, bide awa, B a u d awa frae me, Donald ; W h a t care I for a' your wealth, A n ' a' that ve can gie, D o n a l d ? I wadna lea' my Lowland lad For a' your gowd an' gear, Donald Sae tak your plaid an o er the hill, An' stay nae langer here, Donald. H a u d awa, bide awa, &c. My Jeamie is a gallant youth, I lo'e but him alane, Donald, And in bonny Scotland's isle, Like him there is nane, Donald. H a u d awa, bide awa, Aaud awa frae me, Donald, W h a t care I for a' your wealth,. An' a' that ye can gie, Donald ? �5 He wears nae plaid nor tartan hose, Nor garter at his knee, Donald, But, oh ! he wears a faithfu heart, And love blinks in his e'e, Donald. Sae baud awa, bide awa, Come nae rnair at e'en, D o n a l d ; 1 wadna break my Jeamie's lvjart, To be a Highland queen, Donald. Had I the tvyte she bade me. Had I the wyte, had I the wyte, Had I the wyte she bade me ? She watch'd me by the hiegate side, And up the loan she show'd me. And when I wadna venture in, A coward loon she ea'd me : Mad kirk and state been in the gate, i d lighted when she bade me. l a e craftilly she took me ben, Aud bade me make nae c l a t t e r ; For our rumgunshock, glum gudemaii i* o'er ayont t h e water. Whae'er shall say I wanted grace, When I did kiss and daut her, �5 Let him be planted in ray place. Syne say, I wns a fautor. Could I for shame, could I for shame, Could I for shame refus'd h e r ? And wadna manhood been to blame, Had I unkindly us'd heiv H e ela vd her wi' the rippling-kame, And blae and bluitly bruis d h e r ; When sic a husband was frae hame. W h a t wife but wad excus'd her ? I dighted ay her een sae blue, And bann'd the cruel randy ; And weel I wat, her willing mou Was e'n like sugarcandy. At gloanin-shot it was I wat, I lighted on the Monday ; But 1 cam' thro' the, Tiseday's dew, To wanton Willie's b r a n d y . . The fait young Knight. At the Baron of Mowbray's gate was seen A page with a courser blacK; There came out a knight of noble mein, And he leapt on the courses back. �/ His arms were bright, his heart was light, And he sung this merry lay, " H o w jollily lives this fair young knight, H e loves and h e rides away." A lady look'd over the castle .wall, And she heard the knight thus sing: T h e lady's tears began to fall, And her hands she began to wring. " And didst thou then my true love plight, And was it but to betray ? Ah ! tarry a while, my own dear knight, In pity don't ride away." T h e knight of her tears he took no heed, While scornful laugh d his eye ; H e gave the spur to his prancing steed,—" Good b'ye, sweetheart, good b'ye." And soon he While she H Ah ! ladies He'll love vanish'd from her sight, was heard te say, beware of a fair young knight and he'll ride away." Banks of Doun, Ye banks and braes of bonny Doun, H o w can ye bloom so fresh and f a i r ; H o w can ye chant ye little birds, While I ' m so wae and fu' o' care ? �5 Ye*l! break my heart ye little bird?, That wanton thro' the flow'ring thorn, Ye mind me of departed joys, Departed never to return. Oft have I roam'd by bonny Doun. To see the rose and woodbine twine, Where ilka bird sung o'er its note, A n d cheerfully I join'd wi' mine. Wi' heartsome glee I pu'd a rose, A rose out o' yon thorny t r e e ; £ u t my fause love has stown the rose, And left the thorn behind to me. Ye roses blaw your bonny blooms, And draw the wild birds to thy burw ; For L u m e n promis'd me a ring, And ye maun aid me should I mourn. Ah ! na, na, na, ye needna mourn, M y een are dim and drowsy w o t n ; Ye bonny birds ye needna sing, For L u m a n never can return. My L u m a n ' s love, in broken sighs, At dawn of day by Doun ye'se hear, And mid-day, by the willow green, For him I'll shed a silent tear. gweet birds, I ken ye'll pity me, A n d join rne wi' a plantive sang, While echo wakes, and joins the mane I niak for him I lu'ed sae iang. � Document A resource containing textual data. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre text. 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 Six Love Songs. See the Ship. I sigh for the girl I adore. Haud awa frae me, Donald. Had I the wyte. The fair young Knight. Banks of Doun. Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context <a href="https://ocul-gue.primo.exlibrisgroup.com/permalink/01OCUL_GUE/mrqn4e/alma9953134473505154">s0100b01</a> Alternative Title An alternative name for the resource. The distinction between titles and alternative titles is application-specific. See the Ship. I sigh for the girl I adore. Haud awa frae me, Donald. Had I the wyte. The fair young Knight. Banks of Doun. Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1830-1840 per University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks Extent The size or duration of the resource. 8 pages Is Part Of A related resource in which the described resource is physically or logically included. Chapbook #69 in a bound collection of 77 chapbooks Subject The topic of the resource Ballads and songs Chapbooks - Scotland - Falkirk Is Referenced By A related resource that references, cites, or otherwise points to the described resource. University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks <a title="University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks" href="http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/" target="_blank" rel="noopener">http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/</a> Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada 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. Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource In the public domain; For higher quality reproductions, contact Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph. libaspc@uoguelph.ca 519-824-4120, Ext. 53413 Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Falkirk: Printed for the Booksellers Source A related resource from which the described resource is derived Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/dc369a7d67e748a0422f9e31cfc58b49.jpg 90fd8de560773e4e857582f3cf4ca680 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 2954 Width 1890 https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/1bfc3ac8c409210d25b40fa80fbe904b.pdf 95b5eb12e328d32bc5b587a9bd00b52e Document A resource containing textual data. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre text. 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 Six Popular Songs; Viz: Donald Card. Gin a body meet a body. Come auld Acquaintance, stop awee. Donald O' Dunblane. The Thistle. Address to the Wood-Lark. Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context <a href="https://ocul-gue.primo.exlibrisgroup.com/permalink/01OCUL_GUE/mrqn4e/alma9953134473505154">s0100b01</a> Alternative Title An alternative name for the resource. The distinction between titles and alternative titles is application-specific. Donald Card. Gin a body meet a body. Come auld Acquaintance, stop awee. Donald O' Dunblane. The Thistle. Address to the Wood-Lark. Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1825-1826 per National Library of Scotland Extent The size or duration of the resource. 8 pages Is Part Of A related resource in which the described resource is physically or logically included. Chapbook #46 in a bound collection of 77 chapbooks Subject The topic of the resource Ballads and songs Chapbooks - Scotland - Falkirk Is Referenced By A related resource that references, cites, or otherwise points to the described resource. National Library of Scotland <a title="National Library of Scotland" href="http://www.nls.uk/" target="_blank" rel="noopener">http://www.nls.uk/</a> Coverage The spatial or temporal topic of the resource, the spatial applicability of the resource, or the jurisdiction under which the resource is relevant Dunblane, Scotland Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada 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. Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource In the public domain; For higher quality reproductions, contact Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph. libaspc@uoguelph.ca 519-824-4120, Ext 53413 Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Falkirk: R. Taylor, Printers Source A related resource from which the described resource is derived Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/0d02a71ac4614bac6c4b48391c5ed8d8.pdf ed225c2bd08bc7517614e94eabb442f6 PDF Text Text SIX Popular Songs. ALICE GRAY. ENGLAND, EUROPE'S GLORY. A LIGHT H E A R T & THIN P A I R OF BREECHES THE B R A E S OF BUSBIE. WAES ME FOR PRINCE CHARLIE. SCOTLAND YET. GLASGOW: PRINTED FOR THE BOOKSELLERS. 46. �SONGS. A LIGHT H E A R T AND A THIN P A I R OF BREECHES. Ye frolicsome sparks of the game, And you that's got money in store, Come listen to Jamie by name, Who once had his hatful of gold ; Seven score acres of land, Corn and cattle in store; But now he's as poor as a rat, And he goes as genteel as before. And it's what need we quarrel for riches, Or any such glittering toys, A light heart and a thin pair of breeches Pass through the wide world brave boys My father went clothed in leather, My mother in cheapest of gray, They trudged through all sorts of weather, That I might go gallant and gay. With my beaver hat mounted with feather, My heart was as light as a cork, An all that the old folks could gather I trifled away on my sport. Singing, what need we quarrel, &c. �3 Some say that care killed the cat, Which made her to starve alive, But I will be wiser than that, For never a care had I. With the toast of a full flowing bowl, W e l l drive away sorrow and strife, Here's a health to each good-hearted fellow Who never knew care in his life. And sing, what need we quarrel, &c. SCOTLAND YET. Gae bring my gude auld harp ance mair, Gae bring it free and fast, For I maun sing anither sang Ere a' my glee be past; An' trow ye as I sing my lads, The burden o't shall be— Auld Scotland's howes, and Scotland's knowes, And Scotland's hills for me ; I'll drink a cup to Scotland yet, Wi' a' the honours three. The heath waves wild upon her hills, And foaming frae the fells, Her fountains sing of freedom still, As they dash down the dells; For weel I lo'e the land, my lads, That's girded by the sea— Then Scotland's vales, and Scotland's dales, And Scotland's hills for me ; �4 I'll drink a cup to Scotland yet, Wi' a' the honours three. The thistle wags upon the fields Whare Wallace bare his blade, They gave her foemen's dearest blude To dye her auld grey plaid ; And looking to the lift, my lads, He sang this doughty glee :— Auld Scotland's richt, and Scotland's micht, And Scotland's hills for me ; I'll drink a cup to Scotland yet, Wi' a' the honours three. They tell o' lan's wi' brichter skies, Whare freedom's voice ne'er rang; Gi'e me the land whare Ossian dwelt, And Coila's minstrel sang— For I've nae skill o' lan's, my lays, That kenna to be free— Then Scotland's richt, and Scotland's micht, And Scotland's hills for me ; I'll drink a cup to Scotland yet, Wi' a' the honours three. W A E S ME FOR PRINCE CHARLIE. A wee bird cam' to our ha' door, He warbled sweet and clearly, And aye the o'ercome o' his sang Was, ' Waes me for Prince Charlie.' �5 Oh, when I heard the bonnie bonnie bird, The tears cam' drappin' rarely, I took the bonnet aff my head, For weel I lo'ed Prince Charlie. Quo' I, my bird, my bonnie bonnie bird, Is that a tale ye borrow, Or is't some words ye've learnt by rote, Or a lilt o' dool and sorrow ? Oh no, no, no, the wee bird sang, I've flown sin' morning early ; But sic a day of wind and rain— Oh waes me for Prince Charlie. On hills that are by right his ain, He roams, a lonely stranger ; On every side he's press'd by want— On every side by danger. Yestreen I met him in a glen, My heart maist bursted fairly, For sadly chang'd indeed was he, Oh waes me for Prince Charlie. Dark night cam' on, the tempest howl'd, Out o'er thy hills and valleys ; And whare was't that your Prince lay Whase hame should been a palace ? He row'd him in his Highland plaid, Which cover'd him but sparely, An' slept beneath a bush o' broom— Oh waes me for Prince Charlie. �6 THE BRAES OF BUSBIE. What anguish wrung my throbbing heart, When fate decreed I should depart, Far from the lovely banks of Cart, And the bonny braes of Busbie, O. In vain I strove to check the sigh, Or tear that glitter'd in my eye, While thinking that the hour drew nigh Which drove me far from Busbie, O. 'Twas not to leave the verdant bowers, Nor glen bespread with summer flowers, 'Twas not to leave that stream which pours Its murmuring tide thro' Busbie, O. But parting with Eliza dear, Of blooming cheek, and eye so clear— 'Twas that which brought the frequent tear, When I took leave of Busbie, O. Tho' far from her embraces torn, Yet oft on fancy homeward borne, With her I sat beneath yon thorn Amang the braes of Busbie, O. And cheering hope, with radiant smile, Would still the fleeting hours beguile, When far from my dear native isle, And the bonny braes of Busbie, O. But now return'd, again I rove With her by lonely grot or grove, And fan the mutual flame of love Among the braes of Busbie, O. �7 Let heroes chase the phantom fame, Peru's rich ore let miser's claim, My only wish, my dearest aim, Is that sweet nymph of Busbie, O. ALICE GRAY. She's all my fancy painted her, She's lovely, she's divine ; But her heart it is another's, She never can be mine. Yet loved I as man never loved, A love without decay ;— Oh, my heart—my heart is breaking For the love of Alice Gray. Her dark brown hair is braided o'er A brow of spotless white ; Her soft blue eye now languishes— Now flashes with delight. The hair is braided not for me, The eye is turn'd away ;— Yet my heart—my heart is breaking For the love of Alice Gray. I've sunk beneath the summer's sun, And trembled in the blast; But my pilgrimage is nearly done, The weary conflict's past. �8 And when the green sod wraps my grave, May pity haply say, Oh his heart—his heart was broken For the love of Alice Gray. ENGLAND, EUROPE'S GLORY. There is a land amidst the waves, Whose sons are famed in story ; Who never were, or will be slaves, Nor shrink from death and glory. Then strike the harp and bid it swell, Admiring worlds adore ye ; Shout blessings on the land we dwell! To England, Europe's glory! Blest land, beyond all lands afar, Encircled by the waters ; With lion-hearted sons in war, And beauty's peerless daughters. Go ye, whose discontented hearts Disdain the joys before ye ; Go seek a home in foreign parts, Like England, Europe's glory. � https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/c82df9a76de1b46cc133b13b0b3dbd48.jpg 045b3a6e3fe436d8e07fb899f3b6f0a5 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 3245 Width 1938 Document A resource containing textual data. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre text. 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 Six Popular Songs. Alice Gray. England, Europe’s glory. A light heart &amp; thin pair of breeches. The Braes of Busbie. Waes me for Prince Charlie. Scotland yet. Subject The topic of the resource Ballads and songs emigration Highlands Charles Edward, Prince, grandson of James II, King of England, 1720-1788 Jacobites Courtship and Marriage Chapbooks - Scotland - Glasgow Description An account of the resource 46 is printed at the bottom of the title page Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1840-1850 per National Library of Scotland Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource In the public domain; For high quality reproductions, contact Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph. libaspc@uoguelph.ca, 519-824-4120, Ext. 53413 Language A language of the resource English Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context <a href="https://ocul-gue.primo.exlibrisgroup.com/permalink/01OCUL_GUE/mrqn4e/alma9923417263505154">s0153b27</a> Coverage The spatial or temporal topic of the resource, the spatial applicability of the resource, or the jurisdiction under which the resource is relevant Busby, East Refrewshire, Scotland England Alternative Title An alternative name for the resource. The distinction between titles and alternative titles is application-specific. Alice Gray. England, Europe's glory. A light heart & thin pair of breeches. The Braes of Busbie. Waes me for Prince Charlie. Scotland yet. Extent The size or duration of the resource. 8 pages 16 cm Abstract A summary of the resource. A collection of songs and ballads. A Light Heart and A Thin Pair of Breeches: A young man fritters away his inheritance living his life in high style. Scotland Yet: Offering to drink a cup in Scotland’s honor, the singer praises the beauty, honor, and pride of Scotland in this nationalistic tribute. Waes Me for Prince Charlie: A listener is brought to tears upon hearing to the song of a bird who describes the fall and woe of Prince Charlie. The Braes of Busbie: A young man laments being parted from his love upon leaving Scotland, but then returns to her. Alice Gray: A heartbroken young man pines away after the beautiful Alice Gray, who sadly loves another. Is Referenced By A related resource that references, cites, or otherwise points to the described resource. <p>University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks <a href="http://www.lib.uoguelph.ca/find/find-type-resource/archival-special-collections/scottish-studies">http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/</a></p> 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 Glasgow: Printed for the Booksellers Source A related resource from which the described resource is derived Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario