42 10 639 https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/6ab7171e2ffc40527109b77abb7e48a2.jpg ca365a26113b2737e434641eac49eb4f 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 Portrait on title-page of a king in full regalia. https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/2db762184daa72dc4c75a76e44f0cf58.pdf dedda52fa5b5a868199e0c34f4d02371 PDF Text Text THE GUDE W M L 1 C E TO WHICH IS ADDED LORD THOMAS STUART. GLASGOW: PRINTED FOR THE BOOKSELLERS. 76. �THE GUDE WALLACE. WALLACE wicht, upon a nicht, Cam' riding ower a linn ; And he is to his leman's bouir, And tirl'd at the pin. 0 sleep ye, or wake ye, lady?" he cried Ye'll rise and let me in." " 0 wha is this at my bouir door, That knocks and knows my name ? " * My name is William Wallace ; * Ye may my errand ken." 44 " The truth to you I will rehearse— The secret 1 1 unfauld ; *1 Into your enemies' hands, this nicht, I fairly lia'e you sauld." If that be true ye tell to me, Do ye repent it sair?" M Oh that 1 do," she said, " dear Wallace, And will do evermair! " The English did surround my house, And forcit me theretill; But for your sake, my dear Wallace, I could burn on a hill." Then he ga'e her a loving kiss ; The teir drapt frae his e'e; �Says, " Fare ye weel for evermair; Your face nae mail* I'll see." She dress'd him in her ain claithing, And frae her house he came ; Which made the Englishmen admire To see sic a stalwart dame! Now Wallace to the Hi elands went. Where nae meat nor drink had he ; Said, " Fa' me life, or fa' me death, To some toun I maun drie." He steppit ower the river T a j — On the North Inch steppit he ; And there he saw a weel-faured May, Was washing aneath a tree. * What news, what news, ye weel-faured May * What news ha'e ye to me ? What news, what news, ye weel-faured May, What news in the south countrie ? " " 0 see ye, sir, yon hostler-house That stands on yonder plain ? This very day have landit in it Full fifteen Englishmen, '* In search of Wallace, our champion, Intending he should dee ! " 41 Then, by my sooth," says Wallace wicht, " These Englishmen I'se see. " If I had but in my pocket The worth of a single pennie, I wad gang to the hostler-house, These gentlemen to see." �4 She put her hand in her pocket, And pull'd out half-a-croun, Says, " Tak' ye that, ye beltit knieht, And pay your lawin doun." As he went frae the weel-faured May, A beggar bold met he, Was cover'd wi' a clouted cloke, In his hand a trustie tree. What news, what news, ye silly auld man What news ha'e ye to gie ?" 44 No news, no news, ye beltit knicht, No news ha e I to thee, But fifteen lords in the hostler-house Waiting Wallace for to see." " Ye'11 lend to me your clouted cloke, That kivers ye frae heid to shie ; And I'll go to the hostler-house, To ask far some supplied Now he's gane to the West-muir wood, And pulled a trustie trie ; And then he's on to the hostler gone, Asking there for charitie. Doun the stair the captain comes, The puir man for to see : •' If ye be captain as gude as ye look, Vou'll give me some supplie." " Where were ye born, ye cruikit carle ? Where, and in what countrie ? " " In fair Scotland, sir, was I born, Cruikit carle as ye ca' me," \ �5 " 0 1 wad give you fifty pounds Of gold and white monie ; 0 I wad give you fifty pounds, If Wallace ye would let me see." " Tell doun your money," quo' the cruikit carle, Tell doun your money good; I'm sure I have it in my pouir, . And never had a better bode." The money was told upon the table, Of silver pounds fiftie : " Now here I stand!" quo the gude Wallace, And his cloke frae him gar'd flie. He slew the captain where he stood; The rest they did quake and rair: He slew the rest around the room ; Syne ask'd if there were ony mair. " Get up, get up, gude wife," he says, 44 And get me some dinner in haste, For it soon will be three lang days time, Sin' a bit o' meat I did taste ! " The dinner was na weil readie, Nor yet on the table set, When other fifteen Englishmen Were lichtit at the yett. " Come out, come out, thou traitor, Wallace! This is the day ye maun d e e ! " " I lippen nae sae little to God," he says, " Although I be but ill wordio " �6 The gudewife had an auld gudeman; By gude Wallace he stiffly stude, Till ten o' the fifteen Englishmen Lay before the door in their blude. The other five he took alive, To the greenwood as they ran ; And he has hanged them, bot mercie, Up hieli upon a grain. Now he is on to the North Inch gone, Where the May was washing tenderlie. " Now, by my sooth," said the gude Wallace, It's been a sair day's wark to me." He's put his hand in his pocket, And pulled out twenty pounds ; Says, 44 Tak' ye that, ye weel-faured May, For the gude luck o' your half-croun." Full five-and-twenty men he slew, Five hanged upon a grain ; On the morn he sat, wi' his merry-men a'. In Lochmaben toun at dine. LORD THOMAS STUART. THOMAS STUART w a s a l o r d , A lord of mickle land ; He used to wear a coat of gold, But now his grave is green. Now he has wooed the young Countess, The Countess of Balquhin, And given her lor a morning gift, Strathbogie and Aboyne. �7 But woman's wit is aye wilful, Alas! that ever it was sae, She long'd to see the morning gift, That her good lord to her ga'e. When steeds were saddled and weel bridled. An' ready for to ride, There came a pajn 011 that gude lord, His back likewise his side. He said, " Ride on, my lady fair, May goodness be your guide, For I am so sick and weary that No farther can I ride." Now ben did come his father dear, Wearing a golden b^-nd, Says, " Is there na leech in Edinburgh Can cure my son from wrang?" 0 leech is come and leech is gane, Yet, father, I'm aye waur ; There's not a leech in Edinbro' Can death from me debar. But be a friend to my wife, father, Restore to her her own, Restore to her her morning gift, Strathbogie and Aboyne. It had been gude for my wife, father, To me she'd borne a son. He would have got my lands and rents, Where they lie out and in. �8 " I t had been gude for my wife, father, To me she'd borne an heir ; He would have got my lands and rents Where they lie fine and fair." The steeds they strave into their stables, The boys could not get them bound, The hounds lay howling on the beach, 'Cause their master was behind. 441 dream'd a dream since late yestreen, I wish it may be good, That our chamber was full of swine, An' our bed full of blood. " I saw a woman come from the west, Full sore wringing her hands, And aye she cried, Ohon, alas! My good lord's broken bands. " As she came by my gude lord's bower Saw mony black steeds and brown,— I'm feared it be mony unco lords Haying my love from town. " A s she came by my gude lord's bower, Saw mony black steeds and grey, — I'm fear'd it's mony unco lords Havin' my love to the clay." � 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 014: Title-page illustration in single ruled octangular border of a portrait of a king. 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Title A name given to the resource The gude Wallace; to which is added Lord Thomas Stuart Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1840-1850 per National Library of Scotland 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/alma9923325623505154">s0402b31</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 Description An account of the resource '76' is printed at the foot of the title page Extent The size or duration of the resource. 8 pages 16 cm 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. Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Glasgow: Printed for the Booksellers Type The nature or genre of the resource ballads & songs Subject The topic of the resource Chapbooks - Scotland - Glasgow Wallace, William, -1305 Source A related resource from which the described resource is derived Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario # of Woodcuts: 1 Bib Context: title-page Chapbook Date: 1841-1850 Chapbook Genre: ballads & songs Chapbook Publisher - Glasgow: Printed for the Booksellers Fashion (Clothing): armour Fashion (Clothing): cape Fashion (Clothing): crown Fashion (Clothing): military Fashion (Clothing): regalia Gender: man/men Monarch: king Portrait: Sir William Wallace https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/72de3ab9bf2367e8adee7308a8f46cd3.pdf 9a62408c98069ac956403487d004ec2f https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/b02ee256fdff672bb9b54cb8d1260097.jpg 957ff5c7e1c520acea2b0d335a03be9b https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/74cc741676f28b210622b80d7b361232.jpg 5917baebca2206f0769ee3fa634c79de https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/7fc682a73e4130197d9510c0b5af6b4a.jpg 5f097c063d2a9cb707ce255d722971c7 https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/39d155f78a997f7ac4f175d1108c8d98.jpg 21446fab50042be908d5e5fc960c4507 https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/2567f7e7c0dfae5598577acc583b6fcd.jpg bdb29a95fa52b21361c924f31773de50 https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/02147e6a8152e18d931312122b0ef0d7.jpg 0ff41f921f64c9857d550c3da11bbde8 https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/ead7d84b08b1412dcb2bc5c48255b74d.jpg 62c741f3d0bd8eb0a085e4a73b59e3ef https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/edfdd1bb041042660079ca4ae27b4737.jpg 2a4a087965e3ad5b9948dd5f557d8b15 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 The Hallow Fair; To which are added, Queen Mary's Lamentation, The Contented Lover, Ungrateful Nanny, Homeward Bound Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1826 Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context <a href="https://ocul-gue.primo.exlibrisgroup.com/permalink/01OCUL_GUE/mrqn4e/alma9953133973505154">s0042b27</a> Is Part Of A related resource in which the described resource is physically or logically included. A bound collection of 37 chapbooks; Chapbook #16 Alternative Title An alternative name for the resource. The distinction between titles and alternative titles is application-specific. Queen Mary's Lamentation The Contented Lover Ungrateful Nanny Homeward Bound Subject The topic of the resource Ballads and songs Courtship and Marriage Mary, Queen of Scots, 1542-1587 Chapbooks - Scotland - Paisley Wit and Humor Extent The size or duration of the resource. 8 pages Abstract A summary of the resource. A collection of several songs and ballads. The first song humorously depicts the ridiculousness of country courting, while in the second song Queen Mary bewails her fate in prison on the eve of her execution. In two more songs on the theme of love and courtship, a young woman is courted by her suitor and argues with her mother, while a shepherd is rejected by the one he loves, regardless of all the assistance he gives her with her own farm work. This song includes several good depictions of the types of field work and domestic tasks of rural life. In the final song, a sailor sails home to his love who waits for him faithfully. Is Referenced By A related resource that references, cites, or otherwise points to the described resource. <p dir="ltr"><span>University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks<br /></span><a href="http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/">http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/</a></p> Language A language of the resource 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. 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Bit Depth 8 Channels 3 Height 3250 Width 1891 https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/25d65981af10e6fefa65f51958813b4a.pdf 16d0c45f8b8f372c941786636c1dff30 PDF Text Text Glafgowj Printed by J, & IVL Salt market, 1802. �THE HANDSOME COBLER, O U that delight In fcierriment, conte liften to my fcng, f f i s very new and certain true* you will not tarry long, Before you laugh y o t r belly full, then pray be pleagM to ftay, And I hope you f Il be well ple&fed, before you go away* ^ Y There was a Knight in Derby (hire, that had a handfome fon, He kept a handfome chancer maid, the which feis favour won ; They dearly levM each other, and oft would fport and play, T i l l he had got her belly up, pray mifed now what 1 fayIn tears to him fee told the fiory,, my deareft love, faiJ ihc, I am no lefs than twenty weeks, now gone with child to thee ; lit faid, Love, be contented, there all that can be faid, And do not let my Father know, next Sunday we'll be wed* But mind how cruel fortune, their ruin? ftrove to force, �T h e old man ftood in a corner, and heard their whole difcourfe ; Next morn he call'd the chambermaid^ likewife the youth his fon, And with a faiiling leering look. The tale he thus begun, And faid, I wills you both much joy, you're to be wed on Sunday ; But prithee now be ruPd by me, and put it off till Monday: It will be but one day longer, with that he laughM outright} But ah! faid he, Fit part you both, left it fhould be to night. B e paid the girl her wages, and home the girl was fent, And he confined to his chamber, in tears for to lament; Nest morning away to London, along with a fturdy guide, T o his uncle Vhoufe in Cheap-fide^ , and there for to abide. And as they rode along the road, he faid unto the guide, I'll give thee full twenty guineas* let me but Hep aftde, Becaufe this very morning; one word my Father faid9 The which I will remember, and keep it in my head. �( 4 ) The guide he then gave confent; # be went to his fweetheart Sue, And told her the whole itory, what he defign'd to d o : Difguifed like an old Cobler, with (ham old mufty beard, In a leathern old coat not worth a groat, to his Father's houfe he rode. He knocked at the door right hard/ his father thither came. He faid, Sir, Are you fuch a one ? he aniwer'd, Yes I am ; He faid, I underftand your Son, a wanton trick has play'd, Unknown unto your worfhip, and with your chambermaid* I understand fome money, Sir, with her you're free to give, T o help to keep the child and flie* as long as they {hall live ; And I'm an honeft Cobler, that liveth here hard by. For fifty pounds I'll marry her, if that will fatisfy* T h e old man faid, before then the money I do pay, I'll fee her fairly married* and I'll give her away : With all my heart, the Cobler unto the old man laid 5 J �With that he fetch'd the fifty pounds! the bargain it was made. When he came into the church, as we do underiiand, The old man ftrutted boldly up, and took her by the hand, And cry'd out, Heavens blifs ye, and lend you long to live, For, as a token of my love, thefe fifty pounds i give. And Co they parted friendly ; the old man home he went, T h e bride and bridegroom rode away to London with content; Where Ihe was fairly brought to bed, with joy and much content: A letter into the country he to his Father lent. ; Sir, I think it is my duty, that you acquainted be, There is a Lady in this city, that's fallen in love with m e j Five hundred pounds a year £he*s go!, all in good boufe and land And if you're willing to the match, come up Sir out of hand., The old man got h h coach, Sir, and up to London came, For to fee this fair Lady, of noble birth and fame j �( 6 ) But coming to his brother's h®ufe f this beauty for to view, He little thought this bonny bride s had been his fervant S u e ; With gold and filver fpangles, Sue was drefsM all around, The noife of ber portion fpread, of fo many thoufand pound : The old man calPd his fan afide, and thus to him did fay, Take my advice and marry her, my child this very day. That morning they were married, and dinner being done, •Jhe old man being mellow, the ftory thus begun ; Says he, Dear Son, I'll tell to you, nothing but what is true, A poor blinking one ey'd Cobler, has married your fweetheart Sue* t The young man ftept afide, Sir, as I (hall here confefs, 'And in a very little time, put on the Cobler's drefs, And taking Sufan by the hand, he fell upon his knees; Saying, Pa*don honoured Father, Sir, pardon if you pleafe* Sir, I am John the Cobler, and this is honeft Sue* �( 7 ) O h ! pardon us dear Father, becaufe I tell you true, „ If thou be the Cobler, faid the old man, that had the blinking eye, You've cobled me out of fifty pounds, a pox on your policy. The Uncle has perfuaded him, and fo did all the guefts; The old man fell a laughing, and cty'd, I do confcfs* That I cannot be angry, and ftraight thefe words did fay, Come, do, call in the fidlcrs, and let's be merry to-day. Thus we fee the old and rich, are bit by policy; For beauty, wit, and manners, beyond all riches be. Then drink a health to the Cobier, another to honeO: Sue, See every one take off his glafs, fo I bid you all adieu* C A N N O F G R O G . H E N up the fhrostds the failor goes, and ventures on the yard, The landman he who better knows, believes his lot is hard; Bold Jack with fmiles each danger meets, •weighs anchor, heaves the log, W �< 8 ) Trims all the fails, belays the (beets, and drinks his cann of grog Bold Jack,etp« If to engage they give the word, to qiiarters he'll repair. Now linking in the difmal flood, now quivering in the air: Bold jack with fmiies each danger meets, weighs anchor, heaves the log^ Trims al! his fails, belays the (heets, and drinks his cinn of grog. Bold Jack,etc. When waves 'gainfi rocks & quick fands roar, you ne'er hear him repine. Though he's on Greenland's icy fhore, or burning on the line : Bold Jack with frniles each danger meets, weighs anchor, heaves the log, Trims all the fail?, belays the fheetsu and drinks his cann of gro#* Bold Jack,eta T Y 8 U R N T R E E , I N C E laws were made fq* ev*ry degree. T o curb vice in others, as well as me, I wonder we han't better company Upon Tyburn Tree! But gold O om Law can take out the Sting, And if rich men like us were to fwing, * f would thin the land, fuch numbers to firing Upon Tyburiv Tree. Cl&fgow, Printed by J . & M . Roberfcfon, Saltmarket^ 1803. � 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 The Handsome Cobler; or, The Father Outwitted. To which are added, A cann of Grog, and Tyburn Tree. Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1802 Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context <a href="https://ocul-gue.primo.exlibrisgroup.com/permalink/01OCUL_GUE/mrqn4e/alma9923326693505154">s0396b06</a> Alternative Title An alternative name for the resource. The distinction between titles and alternative titles is application-specific. The Father Outwitted. A cann of Grog. Tyburn Tree. Extent The size or duration of the resource. 8 pages 15 cm Description An account of the resource Woodcut image of a well-dressed young couple with another woman and a church in the background, 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 Is Referenced By A related resource that references, cites, or otherwise points to the described resource. <a title="University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks" href="http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/">University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks</a> <a title="National Library of Scotland" href="http://www.nls.uk/">National Library of Scotland&nbsp;</a> Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource In the public domain; For high quality reproductions, contact Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph. libaspc@uoguelph.ca, 519-824-4120, Ext. 53413 Format The file format, physical medium, or dimensions of the resource JPEGs and PDF derived from master file, which was scanned from the original book in 24-bit color at 600 dpi in TIFF format using an Epson Expression 10000XL scanner. https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/65c00a9cd3d8776c5c967942920c3f1f.jpg 1ce4227104fc4086fde0282462588493 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 3120 Width 1832 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 two men dueling wearing hats and long coats https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/b0a51037db2e30e567f74ca505a930ba.pdf 32bd63bf8fd02e92073893f50675b9cc PDF Text Text THE Haughs of Crumdel; Giving a full account of that Memorable Battle fought by the Great Montrose and the Clans, against Oliver Cronvwell; To wiiicb' are added, The Broom of Cowdenknowes, The Highland Plaid, STIRLING t Printed and Sold, Wholesale and Mtlail, b y W . MAGNUS, B o o k s e l l e r �T H E HAUGHS OF CRUMDEL, As I came in by Auchendown, A little wee bit frae the town, Uuto the Highlands I was bound, T o view the Haughs of CrumdeL Sing tanderadel, tanteradel, tanderadel* Unto the Highlands 1 was bound, To view the Haughs of CrumdeL I met a man in tartan trews, I spicr'd at him what was the news ? Says he, the Highland army rues, That ere they came to CrumdeL Sing, kc. Lord Livingston irode from Invernessj Our Highland lads for to distress, And has brought us a* into disgrace^ Upon the Harighs of CrumdeL Sing, &e. T h e English General he did say, - W e ' l l give the Highland lads fair play. We'll sound our trumpets, and give huzzaj And waken them at CrumdeL Sing �Says Livingstone I hold it best, T© catch them lurking in their nest, The Highland lads we will distress, And hough them down at Crumdel* - Sing, &c. So they were in bed, Sir, ev*ry one, When the English army on them came. And a bloody battle soon began* Upon the H a ugh of CrumdeU Sing, &c. The English horse they were so rude, They bath'd their hoves in Highland blood, Our noble clans most firmly stood, Up on the Hangh of Cromdel. Sing, &c. But our noble clans they could not stay, Out o'er the hill they ran away, And sore they do lament the day, That e'er they came to CrumdeL Sing, &c. Says great Montrose I must not stay, | Wilt thou direct the nearest may, For o'er the hills I'll go this day, And see the haughs of CrumdeL ng, &c. �4 Alas 1 my Lord you are not strong, You've scarcely got two thousand There's twenty thousand on the plain. Lies rank and file at CrUmdel, Sing, &c. Bays great Montrose I will not stayf So dkect to me the nearest way, F o r o'er the hill I'll go this day, And see the Haugli of CrumdeL Sing, & c . They were at dinner ev'ry man, When great Montrose upon them came. And a second battle soon began Uptrn the haughs of GrumdeL *Sing, &c» The Grants, .M'Kenaies, .and M'Kays, As soon's Montrose they did espy, They staod and fought M l manfully? Upon the haughs of CrumdeL * ' SiDgj The McDonalds they return'd again,| The Cameron8 did their standards join, M^Intoshes play'd a bonny game, Upon the Iiaughs of Cru^deL Sing? &<?*. �" 5 : The M'Phersons fougkt like lions bold, McGregors' none could them c o n t r o l , M'Lachlan's fought with valiant SQUU, Upon the haughs of Crumdel. Sing, &c, M'Cleans* Ml>O0g«!% and M N i e . % So boldly as they took the field.,: , And made their enemies 1® yield, Upon the haughs of Crumdel. Sing, &c. • The Gardens feoldy .did advance, The leasers fought with sword and lance, The Grahams they made their heads to danee? Upon the haughs of CraradeL Sing, &g. The Royal Stewarts and Monroes, So boldly as they fae'd their foes, And brought them down with handy .blowfr, Upon the haughs of Crumdel. |' Silfog, &c. Out of twenty thousand Englishman, F i v e hundred lied to Aberdeen, The rest of them they were all alain, Upon the haughs of Crumdel.j Sing, &c» A �€ THE HIGHLAND PLAID. Lowland lassie, wilt thou go, Where the hills are clad wi* snoW| Where, beneath the icy steep, The hardy shepherd tends his sheep ? Ill nor wae sh&ll thee betide, When row'd within my Highland Plaid. Soon the voice of cheerie spring, Will gar a* our plantins ring 5 Soon our bonnie heather braes, Will put on their summer claes ; On the mountain's sunnie side, We'll lean us on my Highland Plaid. When the summer spreads the flowers, Busks the glens in leafy bowers, Then we'll seek the cauler shed, &ean us on the primrose bedy While the hurning hours preside, I'll screen thee wi* my Highland Plaid. Then we'll leave the sheep and goat, I will launch the bonnie boat, Skim the loch in cantie glee, Rest the oars to pleasure thee) �- * ; <t ' When chilly breezes sweep the tide, I'll hap thee wi' my Highland P M d . : . Lowland lads may dress mair fine, Woo in words mair saft th&a mine^ Lowland lads hae mair o' art, A ' my boast's an honest heart, Whiik shall ever be my pride,— To row thee in my Highland Plaids Bonnie lad yeVe been sae leal f My heart wad break at our fare well £ L a n g your love has made me fain, Tak me—-tak me for your am? 'Cross the Frith, away they glide, Young Donald and his Lowland bride, T H E BUGOM O F C O W D E N K N Q W E & How blythe was I \ k morn to see, \ My swain come o'er the hill; He leap'd the brook, and flew to me, I met him w? gude.will. 0 the broom the bonny, bonny broom* The broom of Cowden kcowes, 1 wish I was with my dear swain, Wi* his pipe and my ewes. �v "' s I neither wanted ewe nor Iamb, # While his fipck round me lay, H e gathered in my sheep at night, And eheer'4 me all the day* O the broom, ^ e . He tun'd his pipe and reed sae sweet. The birds stood listening by 5 The fleecy flock stood still .and gafc'dL Charm4d \vf his melody. O the brotn% . 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O the hrootn, l i e tun'd his pips and reed sae sweety The birds stood lis tiling by \ T h e fieecv flock stood still and gazU]t Charm 4 d wd his melody. O the broom^ if" _ While thua , • s ws spent our time, by ' *' timv\ S3I^J 'tj!«?!<! oq] uo puusnoq; i^asMi s^jaqj^ «pp>q suoij q^ii ^qgnoj suosjtaqj,^ a q x I neither wanted ewe nor lamb, OG SFEG •ppmn.13 ^ 3]tJ pUB 3UBTjt5A q^TAi iq&noj s^usqqoB'j, ^uojjuoo maq* scuqos s y li Apa^os 3A.no^ UO^F P I O ' J ; SS|Y THE -'Haughs o f C r u m d e l ; Giving a full account of that Memorable Battle fought by the Great Montrose and the Clans, against Oliver •Cromwell; T o wli'.cb are adfled, The Broom of Cowdenknowes, The Highland Plaid, Betwixt OUT flocks and play, J envy4d not the fairest dame? Though e^or so rich and gay. - © the broum, He did oblige m&'^mtf hvvv9 Coald I W i f4t]vfuiM 1 , He $ioh my • c?ould I Tefost, What 4 ?? he of me, • © th« broc'iv&o* HfU'd fate that I mast Wfiteh^ heavily and fh.ar evor yet bor?;V • STIRLING; , Printed and Bold, Wholesale and Mdail, nsw, fey W . MAGKIB, B o o k s e l l e r �Sn!g •S9AV9 £ui puu 9(Iid Siq tpiii 8BM J IjSIM J •[spmiuj) ^ tuaq* U^EAI p a y fiTZ2nq 9atH puir 'sp^uinaj mo punos [{^Al 6 i«id arej spt?[ pu«|qf i j i sq> 9aiS ^ 'Xtrs p;p sq pjjftto*) 9q;£ uspMOf) jo ttiod.iq oqg, <KK>Qjq /Cuuoq 'iuuoq 9q* uioojq 9qj q •j]m-apriS ,uv uirq j «9tti o* M9g p.HB ^ooiq oq* ajl T TJIQ S Q ] J 9 , O 8 U I 0 0 UIBMS <3 as 05 tuotu 1 •pptunJEj) jo sq^jiBjj 9qj uodQ -'j3&i$stp-o),gi. so ?qStiojq s^q puy i s»aj;sip oj JOJ sptq put?[qSi|^[ atiQ 'SS91U9AUJ IUOJJ 9poar uojsSotai'j paorj[ XJ^ eq;iC{q MOjf • s m o N m a a A v o o J O MOOMS H I L L VPITFJ PTMJMORJ s i q P « B *9PR[S * OQI SSOJQ>4 . .. . i anoi aoj oai sra *am{ 9iu opwca s^q 9AOJ inoi SuBrj f (pA&nsj irio ^ 9 j q p*At _ *|T59{ 9B9 U99q 9At9iC OTUUOg; /M.l . / : SM9U 9qi St?Ai !)T?qAi Uliq *SA49JJ Ut^JB^ p439]ds I UBKI ^ •ppuitu^ j o sq^n«jj 9qy msia oj^ *paao<i s m j spa«[qSjjj 9qVo^«j[l 'aAiopuoqony Aq 01 'Yiawmo j o siionvH j sy j h x H^Ai A THE HIGHLAND Says Livingstone I hold it best, T© catch them lurking in their nest, The Highland lads we will distress, And hough them down at Crumdel* - Sing, &c. PLAID, Lowland lassie, wilt thou go, Where the hills are clad wi* snow Where, beneath the icy steep, e 7 So they were in bed, Sir, ev*ry one, When the English army on them came, And a bloody battle soon began* Upon the Haugh of Crumdel. Sing, &c. The hardy shepherd tends his sheep ? Ill nor wae sh&ll thee betide, When row'd within my Highland Plaid. Soon the voice of cheerie spring, Will gar a* our plantins ring 5 Soon our bonnie heather braes, Will put on their summer claes; On the mountain's sunnie side, We'll lean us on my Highland Plaid. J fpanoq s«ak J spu«(q§ijj 9ip oqiii£\ lppT8J9paB) pprana^ j o sqSaBg oqy M9TA oj^ •prgjj pu^q^rfj Km ui 93ip MOI o j ; — ^ p u u iCio oq X9A9 ^IHAi 'psaq ^sgtfoq s^sBoq, iCtu 4 y t o amu 9uq spu{ pu^iMorj f 9UUU }JTJS JIBOl SpJOAX UI 0 % >. i m » s & 9 j p i e u i sp^i pinqMorj 'opij9q; dggAvs s9Z99jq : •ppui013 0} 9U1B9 9J9 JtUf *3anj iuut? puiqq5ftj| oqj fiaq sAt}g PPSUC(J FOXW ' $ •ml The English horse they were so rude, They bath'd their hoves in Highland blood, Our noble clans most firrmly stood, U^on the Haugh of Cromdel. Sing, &c. When the summer spreads £he flowers, Busks the glens in leafy bowers, Then we'll seek the cauler shed, iLean us on the primrose bed j While the hurning hours preside, I'll screen thee wi* my Highland Plaid. But our noble clans they could not stay, Out o'er the bill they ran away, And sore they do lament the day, That e'er they came to Crumdel. Sing, &c. Then we 'll leave the sheep and goat, I will launch the bonnie boat. Skim the loch in eantie glee, Best the oars to pleasure theej Says great Montrose I must not stay, j: W i l t thou direct the nearest may, For o'er the hills I'll go this day, And see the haughs of Crumdel. ng, &c. <n � 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 059: Title-page illustration in a single ruled rectangular border of two men dressed in long coats and hats engaged in a duel. 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 The Haughs of Crumdel; Giving a full account of that Memorable Battle fought by the Great Montrose and the Clans, against Oliver Cromwell; To which are added, The Broom of Cowdenknowes, The Highland Plaid. Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context <a href="https://ocul-gue.primo.exlibrisgroup.com/permalink/01OCUL_GUE/mrqn4e/alma9923327183505154">s0390b05</a> Alternative Title An alternative name for the resource. The distinction between titles and alternative titles is application-specific. The Broom of Cowdenknowes The Highland Plaid Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource [1820-1830?] per National Library of Scotland Extent The size or duration of the resource. 8 pages 15 cm Description An account of the resource Woodcut image of two men sparring with swords 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 Is Referenced By A related resource that references, cites, or otherwise points to the described resource. <a title="National Library of Scotland" href="http://www.nls.uk/">National Library of Scotland&nbsp;</a> Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource In the public domain; For high quality reproductions, contact Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph. libaspc@uoguelph.ca, 519-824-4120, Ext. 53413 Format The file format, physical medium, or dimensions of the resource JPEGs and PDF derived from master file, which was scanned from the original book in 24-bit color at 600 dpi in TIFF format using an Epson Expression 10000XL scanner. # of Woodcuts: 1 Activity: dueling/fighting Bib Context: title-page Chapbook Date: 1821-1830 Chapbook Genre: ballads & songs Fashion (Clothing): upper class Gender: man/men Nature: tree(s) Weapon: sword(s) https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/6c649b0b64226b7412065d1e52fa510d.jpg efc11455a2ceb84dd0b4351f9a3560f3 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 3190 Width 1940 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 man wearing a hat, kilt, and plaid socks holding an upright rifle. To his left is a door marked with the letter V https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/421a8ca0eec46db5aed02673f0b3d9f0.pdf e2fd655504777c8f18d92c65459da115 PDF Text Text THE Ilanglis of Crumdel. THE CHARMING WIDOW. I'VE DREAMT THAT THOU ART FADING. LOVE, AND OUR OCJBAN HOME. YOU'LL FIND NO CHANGE IN ME. GLASGOW: PRINTED FOR TIIE BOOKSELLERS. 17. �It J»ii«tiri3 1® ml SONGS. d A I TtfA UOHT TAHT TMASHd THE HAUGHS OF CRUMDBL. As I came in by Aucliendown, A very wee bit frae the town, I'll to the Highlands I was bound. To view the Haughs of CrumdeL CHORUS. Sing tanteradel, tanteradel, Unto the Highlands 1 was bound, To view the Haughs of Crumdel. • I met a man in tartan trews, I spier'd at him what was the news, Says he, the Highland army rues That e'er they came to Crumdel. Sing, &c. Lord Livingston rode from Inverness, Our Highland lads for to distress; And has put us a' in a sad mess, Upon the Haughs of Crumdel. Sing, &c. �3 The English General he did say, We'll give the Highland lads fair play : We'll sound our trumpets, and giye huzza, And waken them at Crumdel. Sing, <fcc. 8ays Livingston, I hold it best To catch them lurking in their nest; The Highland lads we will distress, And hough them down at Crumdel. Sing, &e. So they were in their beds, sir, every one, When the English army on them came, And a bloody battle soon began, Upon the Haughs of Crumdel. Sing, &c. The English horse they were so rude, Tliey bath'd their hoofs in Highland blood Our noble clans they firmly stood, Upon the Haughs of Crumdel. Sing, &c. But our noble clans they could not stay. Out over the hills they ran away, And sore they do lament the day That ever they came to Crumdel. Sing, &e. Says great Montrose, I must not stay, Wilt thou direct the nearest way, Over the hills I'll go this day, And see the Haughs of Crumdel. Sing, �4 Alas my lord, you are not strong, You have scarcely got two thousand men, There's twenty thousand on the. plain, Lies rank and file in Crumdel. Sing, &c. Says great Montrose, I will not stay, So direct me to the nearest way, For over the hills I'll go this day, And see the Hauglis of Crumdel. Sing, &c. They were at dinner every man, When great Montrose upon them came, And a second battle soon began Upon the Haughs of Crumdel. Sing, &c. | The Grants, M'Kenzies, and M'Kay, As soon as Montrose they did espy, . They stood and fought most, manfully, Upon the Haughs of Crumdel Sing, &c. The M'Donalds they return'd again, ^ The Camerons did their standard join, M'Intoshes play'd a bonny game Upon the Haughs of Crumdel. Sing, &c. The M'Phersons fought like, lions bold, M'Gregors none could them control, M'Laughlans fought like valiant souls Upon the Haughs of Crumdel. jy sing, &c. �M'Leans, M'Dougels, and M'Neil, So bolcllj as they took the field, And made their enemies to yield Upon the Haughs of Crumdel. Sing, &c. The Gordons boldly did advance, The Frazers fought with sword and lance, The Grahams made their heads to dance Upon the Haughs of Crumdel. Sing, &c. The royal Stewarts and Munroes, So boldly as they faced their foes, And brought them down by hand and blows^ Upon the Haughs of Crumdel. Sing, &c. Out of twenty thousand Englishmen, Five hundred fled to Aberdeen, The rest of them they all lay slain Upon the Haughs of Crumdel. , Sing, &c YOU'LL FIND NO CHANGE IN ME. O, when I was, a younker, A maid would marry me, And often-times I drunk her, In toasts of three times three. �6 She said, were I extravagant, She never could agree ; Do you take me for a vagabond ? You'll find no change in me, You'll find no change in me. So quickly we got married, As many mad folks do ; And the priest swore we were only one, Though I swore we were two. lie talk'd about living happily, And then he ask'd his fee ; Kind man, said I, be not absurd, You'll find no change in me ; You'll find no change in me. A month had scarcely wander'd past, When my poor Sue did die, And no one ever wept so fast, Or sadly as did I. The Undertaker did the rest, With him I did agree ; And he and all have since confesvd, They found no change in me ; They found no change in me. THE CHARMING WIDOW. I'm a charming widow now, In age just twenty-two, And being rid of my former vow, New lovers come here to woo. �There's many a one with flattering tongue, Of high and of low degree ; But he that is both merry and young Is the brisk young man for me. There's, &c. Last time I wed a husband old, About fourscore or more ; But then his purse was lin'd with gold. Which woman-kind adore. He's dead and gone to his narrow home, So then let him quiet be ; And now my heart is free to roam, So a brisk young man for me. There's, be. I'VE DREAMT THAT THOU ART FADING. 1 've dreamt that thou art fading. If thou'rt fading, love, for me— O resume thy early beauty, For I am not false to thee. The feelings that pervade thee, May have touch'd this heart as. sore ; Yet thy charms have ever bade me Behold thee, and adore. Fve mov'd among the many Who were beautiful and gay, And since last mine eyes beheld thee, I have wander'd far away. �8 Yet among each joyous circle, O my heart returnTd to thee— All was cheerless, all was sunless, For thou wert not there with'me; LOVE, AND OUR OCEAN HOME, Our home is amid the sea, Where the billows roll proudly and dark ; Our course and our thoughts are free, are free As the breezes that waft our bark ; And while, with the best of the brave, On our pathless domain we roam, The song that swells far on the wave, Is " Love, and our ocean home." 'IHsnrght in our sea-girt isle, And gaily the goblet goes round, But soon merry morn shall smile, shall smile, And away to battle we bound. And when from the deeds of our fams We dance o'er the crested foam, Our fondest song, and our proudest theme, Is *4 Love, and our ocean Home," � 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 026: Title-page illustration of a Highland soldier in a kilt and plaid socks holding an upright rifle in a outdoor scene. A door in background is imprinted with the letter "V". 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 The Haughs of Crumdel. The charming widow. I've dreamt that thou art fading. Love, and our ocean home. You'll find no change in me. Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1840-1850 per National Library of Scotland 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/alma9923327193505154">s0390b04</a> '17' is printed at the foot of the title page 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. The charming widow I've dreamt that thou art fading Love, and our ocean home You'll find no change in me 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. Extent The size or duration of the resource. 8 pages 16 cm 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 Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Glasgow: Printed for the Booksellers Type The nature or genre of the resource ballads & songs romance Subject The topic of the resource Chapbooks - Scotland - Glasgow War Courtship and Marriage Source A related resource from which the described resource is derived Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario # of Woodcuts: 1 Bib Context: title-page Chapbook Date: 1841-1850 Chapbook Genre: ballads & songs Chapbook Publisher - Glasgow: Printed for the Booksellers Fashion (Clothing): feather bonnet Fashion (Clothing): Highland attire Fashion (Clothing): kilt Fashion (Clothing): military Fashion (Clothing): sporran Gender: man/men Outdoor Scene Weapons: gun(s) https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/28320f7b49e4e3eeca15bf4805e94f17.pdf b7c862eac09a76974f34772e3a973a69 PDF Text Text T H H a w k i n g &O G o w f E W e n c h ; R, M y ' L o g i c . T o which are a (J Jed. The P L O . U G H M A N ' S R A N T . M I M A ' S T A M I E C H A R M S . LAMIE'S CURE Printed by J* k M, Robertfon, Saltjnarket, 1803. . �The Hawking Vencii, or Gowf my LogiCo F modeft maids in fingk weeds, v I've nothing for to fay man, But gainit the game of hawking wench, I'll tell you and you'll flay man. Chor, And ye bulk fae bra' lalfie, and yc bufk fae bra% • The lads will crack your maidenhead and that's againft the law. I view them aft come to the church, with meal upon their hair man; Whom I have fcen in former times, with back and buttocks bare man: O do not look fo high lafiie, O do not look fo high-, You'll mind your mither was but poor, though now you drink your tea Thofc dirty maids come to the church, holding their mouths fo mim man, Like riddle-rims their tails go round, fine coats ftript in the loom man. O vow but ye be vegie lallie, O vow but ye be vogie, YeVe proud to wear that whorellks coat its name is G O W F M Y L O G I E . I laugh to fee them come to fairs, with whalebone ftays it's queer man, So foolifliiy they are primpt up, like funks upon a mare mm. �O gin ye fee fo trig laffie, O gin ye be lo trig, The whalebone keeps their belly back, and yet it may turn big. With ftarningers into their breafts, their bubics they do cruih man; Whicll makes them jimp about the middle, and big where ye wad wifli man, O foon ye learn the trade laflie, O foon ye learn the trade* About fifteen you are fo keen, as venture to the bed. With ribbons rare and other ware, they're primped up fae nice man, They loftily do cock their heads, ev'n as their docks got fpice njant O weli does thou incline laflie, O well does thou incline. T o dance the blanket-hornpipe, as minnie did langfyne* Our Ladies now we do not knotty tho' they bujk ne'er fo bra' than* Our fervant-maids does wear the fame* we think they're Ladies a' man: O what needs a' this pride lafiie, O what needs a* this pride, To wear your fecit clothes every day£ and what when you're a bride? ^ i e y think their maidenheads fpoii^ * before young men comc near m n § �( "4 ) - 4 * It's pain to keep,, it's like a boil* it's duty them to clear mim. O heut awa' wi' pride laffie, O hout awa' wi1 pride, It'sthat, that makes young men go b f , they'ii BO raak you their bride* So all young mew that wants a wife, take warning by their look rtizn $ Love not a Life that rafts her head &bont like a game-cock man O well * know their eye laffie, ) well I know their eye, They'll vex a man, and chap his pa % his head they'll hormile. So beware when Maggy Idle comes, a oolitig to the fair man If fk x incline (he will refi'gn x the whole ufe of her ware man. And {he draw yon on laddie, and (he draw you on, She'll burn you wi* her merry bit, \ and then you'll figh and moan. M l R A ' 3 3REFAR J C H A R M 3. D to rail, rcfolv'd to part, when I approach the perjurM tair, What \does-my tongue forbear I ? why b it ctf;cs roy tim'rous heart �C 5 > With the leaft glance, a little kind, fuch 'won'rous pow'rs have Mira's cb'arms She arms my doubts, enflaves my mind, and all my rage difarms* For getful of her broken vows* wUeii gazing on.that form divine! Her injur'*! vaflal trembling bows* nor dares her Have repine. - . THE P L O B G H M 4 r S R A ^ r . ,1 T B Eplougfaman's he's a bonny lad, arid ail his work's at leifure, And whSn*that he comes hanie at e'en, he kififes me with pleafure? C H O R U S . tfp wi't a' my ploughman lad, up wi*t a* my ploughman, Of a5 tfce lads that S do know, commen4 me to the ploughman. Now the blooming Spring comes onr, he takes His? jokinsr fairly, And whittles o'er tfie fufrow'd land, he goes to fallow eaHy. Up \Vi*t a*, &c« The ploughman he comes harne at e'en, he's often wet and wear/, Call aff the wet„ put on the dry, feme to your bed my deary Upwi't a% �( 0 ) It's I will wafo my ploughman's hofe* and I will walfa his o'erlay, And I will mak my ploughman's bed, and chear him late and early. Up w i ' t a ^ c . It's merry but, and merry ben, t it's merry is my ploughman ; Of all the trades that I do ken, commcnd me to the ploughman. Up, Ssc, Plow on yon hill? plow on yon dale* plow yon haugh and fallow, W i a winna drink the ploughman's health, is but a dirty fallow, Up wi't a' my ploughman lad, &c. Tamie Lamie's Cure for a Drunken Wife. E E liv'd a wife THfheRlo'ed a drap o' in our town-end, cappie O, And a' the gear that e'er fhe gat, fhe flipt it ia her gabbie O, Upon a frc$y winter night, the wife had got a drappie Q, And fhe did piih her coats fae weel, fhe ccu*«5 nae find the pattie O. But fliers awa' to her goodman, they ca'd him Taupe Lamie O, Gae ben and fetch the key to me, that I may get a drammie 0# �* * 9 Tamie was an honcft man, himfell he took a drappie O, It was nue weii out o'er his craig, till fhe was on his tappie O She paid Him well baith back and fide, and fair fhe crri&'d his backie O She made his (kin baith blue and blacfcj and made his ihouldcrs crackie 0» Then he's awa' to the ma't barn, and he has ta'en a fackie G, He put her in baith head and tail,, sad cait her o'er his backie 0« The carline fputr'd wi'h head and Feet, the carle he was fae nkie O, T o ilk: wa' that he came hyf ;he garr'd her head play knackie O. Goodman, -1 think ye'll murder me, my brains ye wifl out knockie O* He gi'ed her ay the ither hitch* iy (till ye de'ii's buckie O. Goodman* I'm like to mak m? burn, O let me out good Tamie O, Then he fet her upon a ftane and bade her pifh a damie 0 « Then ramie took her 4ff the flane, and put her in the fackie O, And when fibe did begin T fpur, O he lent her ay a haockic O. �( 8 ) Awa* he went to the mill-dam, and there gae her a duckie O, And ilka chiel that had a ftick ptey'd thump upon her backie O. And when he took her hame again,^ he did hing up the fat kie Q, At her bed-fide as I heard fay, upon a little knaggie O. And ilka day when flic r&ife up, > in naethhng but her fmockie O, Sae fbon's me IcokM him in the face, {he might behold the fackie O. Now all ye men both far and near, that have a drtiiiken toutie, O, Duck ye your wife in time o* year, and I'll lend you the fackie O. T h e wife did tivc for ninteen- years, and was fu* frank and couthie O j And ever fince fiie got the duck, flie never had a drouthie CX At laft the catline chaacM to die, * and ramie did her hurie O, And for the public benefit* he did gar print the curie O. And this he did her motto make, " Here lies an honeft luckie O. " Who never left the drinking trade, " until <he got a du~kie O. Glafgow, Printed by J. & M. Ri i>ettf<m,. S altmatfcet, 1803. � https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/636d9fe74911a646d2032fd2c78b569b.jpg bce145c4e64070f7bac79bbe1b3e2832 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 3296 Width 2009 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 The hawking wench; or, Gowf my logie. To which are added, The ploughman's rant. Mira's charms. Tamie Lamie's cure for a drunken wife. Subject The topic of the resource Chapbooks-Scotland-Glasgow Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1803 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/alma9923327253505154">s0389b35</a> Alternative Title An alternative name for the resource. The distinction between titles and alternative titles is application-specific. Gowf my logie The ploughman's rant Mira charms Tamie Lamie's cure for a drunken wife 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 by J. & M. Robertson Extent The size or duration of the resource. 8 pages 15 cm Description An account of the resource Woodcut image of a woman and man holding hands on title page https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/fca2451c2816141c833cd180bf9e9a0f.pdf d03b4298a7afcecd2925b3c57d6e66f1 PDF Text Text The Heaving of the Lead. Lash'd t o the H e l m . The Lass o' Arranteenie. CAULD BLAWS THE WIND. Dearest Ellen. From the white-blossom'd Sloe. GLASGOW : PRINTED FOR THE BOOKSELLERS. �THE HEAVING OF THE LEAD. For England, when with fav'ring gale, Our g a l l a n t ship up c h a n n e l steer'd, A n d s c u d d i n g under easy sail, The high blue western land appear'd; T o heave the lead the seamen sprung, And to the pilot cheer]y sung, By the deep nine! And bearing up to g a i n the port, Some well-known object kept in view, An abbey tow'r, a harbour fort, Or beacon to the vessel true; While oft the lead the seamen flung, And to the pilot cheerly sung, By the mark seven! And, as the much lov'd shore we near, With transport we behold the roof, Where dwells a friend, or partner dear, Of faith and lave a matchless proof; The lead once more the seamen flung, And to the watchful pilot sung, Quarter less five! �3 Now to her birth the ship draws nigh; We shorten sail—she feels the tide— Stand clear the cable! is the cry; The anchor's gone—we safely ride. The watch is set, and through the night We hear the seamen, with delight, Proclaim—All's well! LASH'D TO THE HELM. In storms, when clouds obscure the sky, And thunders roll, and lightnings fly, In midst of all these dire alarms, I think, my Sally, on thy charms. The troubled main, The wind and rain, My ardent passion prove; Lash'd to the helm, Should seas o'erwhelm, I'd think on thee, my love. When rocks appear on every side, And art is vain the ship to guide: In varied shapes when death appears, The thought of thee my bosom cheers; The troubled main, The wind and rain, �4 M y ardent passion prove; Lash'd to the helm , Should seas o'erwhelm, I'd think on thee, my love. But should the gracious powers be kind, Dispel the gloom, and still the wind, And watt me to thy arms once more, Safe to my long lost native shore. No more the main I'd tempt again, But tender joys improve; I then with thee Should happy he, And think on nought but love. THE LASS OF ARRANTEENIE. Forlorn, amang the Highland hills, 'Midst nature's wildest grandeur, By rocky dens, and woody glens, With weary steps I wander. The langsome way, the darksome day, The mountain mist so rainy. Are nought to me when gaun to thee, Sweetlasso'Arranteenie! �5 Yen mossy rose-bud clown the howe, Just op'ning fresh and bonny, Blinks sweetly 'neath the hazel bough, An's scarcely seen by ony; Sae, sweet amidst her native hills, Obscurely blooms my Jeanie, Mair fair and gay than rosy May, The flow'r o' Arranteenie. Now from the mountain's lofty brow I view the distant ocean; There av'nce guides the bounding prow Ambition courts promotion. Let Fortune pour her golden store, Her laurel'd favours many; Gie me but this, my soul's first wish, The Lass o' Arranteenie. UP IN THE MORNING EARLY. Cauld blaws the win' frae north to south And drift is driving sairly; The sheep are couring i' the heugh, O sirs! it's winter fairly. Now up in the morning's no for me, Up in the morning early; �6 I'd rather gang supperless to my bed Than rise in the morning early. Rude rairs the blast amang the woods, The branches tirlin barely; Amang the chimney-taps it thuds, And frost is nippin sairly. Now up in the morning's no for me, Up in the morning early; T o sit a' night I'd rather agree, Than rise in the morning early. The sun peeps o'er yon southland hill, Like ony timorous earlier Just blinks a wee, then sinks again, And that we find severely. Now up in morning's no for me, Up in the morning early; When snaw blaws into the chimley cheek, Wha'd rise in the morning early. Nae linties lilt on hedge or bush, Poor things, they suffer sairly; In cauldrife quarters a' the night, A ' day they feed but sparely. �7 Now up in the morning's no for me, Up in the morning early; No fate can be waur, in winter time, Than rise in the morning early. A cosey house; and cantie wife. Keeps ay a body cheerly; And pantry stow'd wi' meal and maut, It answers unco rarely, But up in the morning, na, na, na, Up in the morning early; The gowa S maun glent on bank and brae, When I rise in the morning early. DEAREST ELLEN. When the rose-bad of summer, its beauties bestowing, On winter's rude banks all its sweetness shall pour; And the sunshine of day in night's Oh! then, dearest Ellen, I'll love you no m o r e . ' darkness �8 When of hope, the last spark which thy smile us'd to cherish, In my bosom shall die, and its splendour be o'er; And the pulse of this heart which adores you shall perish, Oh! then, dearest Ellen, I'll love you no more. THE THORN. From the white-blossom'd sloe my dear Chloe requested, A sprig her fair breast to adorn : No, by heaven! I exclaimed, may I perish, If ever I plant in that bosom a thorn. Then I showed her a ring, and implored her to marry, She blush'd like the dawning o f morn, Yes, I'll consent, she reply'd, if you'll promise, That no jealous rival shall laugh me to scorn. No, by heaven ! &c. FINIS. � https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/e2e4449d312f7b263ed409756362cc77.jpg 1f67caf23e46f1bb3350a362d2a47e18 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 1722 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 The Heaving of the Lead. Lash'd to the Helm. The Lass o'Arranteenie. Cauld Blaws the Wind. Dearest Ellen. 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Chapbook #67 in a bound collection of 77 chapbooks Subject The topic of the resource Ballads and songs Chapbooks - Scotland - Edinburgh Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada Is Referenced By A related resource that references, cites, or otherwise points to the described resource. University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/ Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource In the public domain; For high quality reproductions, contact Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph. libaspc@uoguelph.ca, 519-824-4120, Ext. 53413 Format The file format, physical medium, or dimensions of the resource JPEGs and PDF derived from master file, which was scanned from the original book in 24-bit color at 600 dpi in TIFF format using an Epson Expression 10000XL scanner. Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Edinburgh: Printed for the Bookseller Source A related resource from which the described resource is derived Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/45c6551bb7114a15b209ca1b0fa61482.pdf 732e22420e0acb99858edb592f1bc0f4 PDF Text Text T H E H e n - p e c k ' d H u s b a n d ; OR, EASY JOHN. TO WHICHAREADDED, CUPID'S P A S T I M E . The S A I L O R ' S JOURNAL. The L O V E R ' S SUMMONS The S A I L O R ' S D E P A R T U R E . GLASGOW, Printed by J. & M.ROBERTSON, Saltmarket, 1802. �2 The H E N - P E C K E D H U S B A N D . Y O U N G men and wives I pray attend, while I relste my ditty, A wife I have, I do declare, (witty* {he's- neither handforne, good-natur'd, nor For better for worfe I took my wife, ail joys of life with me mifcarry'd, I eft-times wiih'd, but wifh'd in vain, that to her I had ne'er been marryM* O n Mondy morning, ere it is light, like a horfe then I do labour And when that I come home at nighr, madam's goffiping with each neighbour. The fire is oat* the bed ? s unmade, on her coming home I'm chfig'd to tarry* And when Ihe dotes, thefe words (he fays, I'll make you rue you e'er did marry* I am your wife, your lawful wife, to maintain me you muft endeavour. 1 call her jewel dear and wife, but all thefe loving worfls won't p t &fe'er# Then with a ftdol fiie combs my ears, my coat to the pawnbroker carries* J oft-times and mfh in vain, that I had ne'er been marry M. �C 3 ) On Sunday morning (he dots begin, , as foon as e'er her eyes a*e open, Come rife up John, and fetch feme gih-, dear me, I think you're quite provoking:, Your fhitten clouts I waPn and dry% rock the cradle, and tend the fire, The chamber-pot then at me does fly, crying. You dog, then take your hire* Fve got the cholia fetch more gin in, w hi I ft Vm gone then comes young Harry j My horns to complete is the next thing, 11 this is wedlock, then who would marry I T h e n I hurry'd back with the gin, thinking to gain my dear wife's favour* She calls me her contented buck and bids me drink to my neighbour. Then, from my fight* fhe fays, begone ; the Devil take both her and Harry, It would be well for EASY JOHN, believe me, I never more would marry* I C U P I D ' S P A S T H M E* T chanc'd of late a (hepherd fwain, that went to feek his itraying iheep 5 Within a thicket on a plain, efpy'd a dainty maid aftcep. Her golden hair o'erfpread her face ; her carelels arais abroad were caft % �, . _ ( 4 ) Her quiver Lad her pillage; place; her breaft lay bare to ev'ry blaft* The fliepherd.ftoqd and gazM his fill ; nought dnrft he do, nought dnrft he fay, WliiJft chance, or die perhaps his will5 did guide the god of love.ihat ~ The crafty boy thus fees hsr- fieep mhom if llie wak*ti he darft not fee ; Behind her defely ieeks to creep, Before her nap could ended be. / I b e f e come, he ileah her fhafts away, " and puts his own, into their place j t^ov dares he any longer fby, hut ere file wak.es> lie's "hence away, Scarce was he gone, bat line n^akefr, .. ZTLW fpies the fli^pherd jtauding by ; Her bended how in h:ule Hie takes, and at the fixnple fwain lets fly. Forth flew the flVafe., and pkrcV! his hearty that to the ground he fell With pain j Tet up a^ain forthwith he fltarts. tivA tU^he nyn^ph he ran amain. Amaz'd-to fee fo ftrange a fight, .{he (hot, and ihot but all in Vam : T h e moie his wounds, the more his mighty love yielded ftrength amidft his pain, Her'angry eyes were-great with tears, fee b h n r a her bands, flie blam'd her /kill, �C 5 ) The blantnefs of her fhafts (he fears, and try them on herfeff fhe will, •Take heed fweet try not thy (hafts, each little touch will1 pierce thy heart $ Alas! thou knew*it not Cupid's craft } revenge Is joy ; the end is 'fin-art. Yet try fhe will and pierce forae bare : * her hands were gloVd* but nevt hand, Was that fair.breafl, that breaft fo rare, that made the fhepherd fenfdels (land. That bread "Sie picrc'd, and thro' that breaft* love found an entry to her heart At feeling of this new come gueft* oh! how this gentle nyrapii did flart She runs not now; ihe fhoots no more; away ilis throws both feaft and b o w ; She feeks for what flie IhunM before, flic thinks the fhepherdVhafte too flow. Though mountains meet not, lovers may { what other lovers do, did they j •fl'he God of love fat on a tree, and laughM' that pleafant fight to fee. THE S A I L O R * S J O U R N A L 5 l p W A 3 ..poft meridian half paft four* by fignat ! from Nancy parted, At fix (lie lingered on the ihoie, wifcli uplift hands, and broken hearted j �f 6 ) At feven, while tautning the fore-ftay^ { faw her faint, or effe 'twas fancy. At eight we all got under weigh, and bid a long adieu to Nancy* Night came, and now eight'"bells had ruog, where carelefs failors ever cheerly. On the mid»watch, fo jovial lung, with tempers* labour cannot weary j I little to their mirth iodin'd, while tender thoughts rufh'd on ray fancy, And my warm fighs increa^d the wind, looked on the moon, & thought on Nancy* And now arrivM that jovial night. when ev*ry true-bred tar carcufes, When o'er the g r c g y i hands delight, to tofs their Sweethearts and their fpoufcs» Round went the cup, the jWt, the glee, while tender withes filFd rach fancy, And when in turn it came to me, I heaVd a figh and toafted Nancy* Next morn a florm came, on- at four, at fix* the elements in motion, PiungM me, and three poor failors more, headlong within the foaming ocean ; Poor wretches they foon found their graves^ for me it may be only fancy, But Love feetnM to forbid the waves, to fuatch me from the arms of Nancy. ' Scarce the foul hurricane was ctear'd, faarcc winds and waves had ceas'd to rattle, �( 7 ) When a hold enemy appetir'd, and dauntlefs we prepared for battle ; And now, while fame lov'd friend or wifci like lightening ru(Vd on every fancy. T o Providence I trafted life, put up a prayer, put up a .prayer, and thought on Nancy« At lait, *tw%% in the month of May, the crew, it being lovely weather, At three A. M. difcoverVl day, and England's chalky cliffs together. At fevciu up caannei bow we bore, while hopes and fears rnfh*d on my fancy, At twelve, I gaily jump'd aftiore, and to my throbbing heart preftM Nancy, THE LOVER'S SURCMONS, A R I S E thou miflrefs of my heart, and do not me difdain ; Come now and quickly take the part # of me, your conquerM fwain. T o you alone I am a flave, there's none on earth can cure, The flame that in my bread f have, for you | do endure. Com- now dear nymph and eafe my fmart^ of me your daHing fwain, My love for you within my heart, does coaliaiuly remain® �8 Now we m Hymen's bands will wed, -out hearts united he therefore, In love live without any dread, in joys for evermore. - The S A I L O R ' S D E P A R T U R E * F S E E, yiavj 9 the fails are all full, now I tvmft away to the fea, Let danger come when, how it will, I' 11 heave a fvgh only for thee, ' - AIL hardfhips 1'H boldly endure, if you Mary only prove true, When of riches I've gain'd a good fiore, I'll bring them all home lore to you. The heat of the Esft and the Weft, the cold of the North too I'll bear, Should war, Mary, pierce my firm bread, 111, dying* ev*n think on my dear* Think thou on thy Edward a^ray, a h ! have him for ever in The fhip ftiis, and I cannot rfayf one kifs mors, and now love adieu. ,» He's gone! njny Fete loeed his career, while I for Bis abfcnce do mourn, Day and night will 1 figh for my dear,, snd weep till mf Edward return. G L A S G O W, Printed by J.&M, ROBERTSON,Saltmarket, I Boa. � https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/2dcfc564946438d5786aaeea9dac454c.jpg 72ca6266e0930a07f505298cf788c74f 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 3254 Width 1891 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 The Hen-peck'd Husband; or, Easy John. To which are added, Cupid's Pastime. The Sailor's Journal. The Lover's Summons. The Sailor's Departure. Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1802 Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context <a href="https://ocul-gue.primo.exlibrisgroup.com/permalink/01OCUL_GUE/mrqn4e/alma9923327873505154">s0389b04</a> Alternative Title An alternative name for the resource. The distinction between titles and alternative titles is application-specific. Easy John. Cupid's Pastime. The Sailor's Journal. The Lover's Summons. The Sailor's Departure. Extent The size or duration of the resource. 8 pages 15 cm Description An account of the resource woodcut image ofwomen (2) chasing a man away with a broom on t.p. Subject The topic of the resource Chapbooks-Scotland-Glasgow Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada Is Referenced By A related resource that references, cites, or otherwise points to the described resource. <a title="University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks" href="http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/">University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks&nbsp;</a> Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource In the public domain; For high quality reproductions, contact Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph. libaspc@uoguelph.ca, 519-824-4120, Ext. 53413 Format The file format, physical medium, or dimensions of the resource JPEGs and PDF derived from master file, which was scanned from the original book in 24-bit color at 600 dpi in TIFF format using an Epson Expression 10000XL scanner. Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Glasgow: Printed by J. & M. Robertson https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/dd07291632908ee914b9a7fabbfe00f2.pdf 0541b60b8bc08a46f2f36b9e37edced0 PDF Text Text No. 2. Bon-Accord Rhymes and Ballads. The Heresy Hunters AND THE HERETIC HUNTERS' SONG. Respectfully Inscribed to the Baffled Inquisitors. "Their reasons are like two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff; you shall seek all day ere you find them ; and when you have them they are not worth the search. " Shakespeare. Aberdeen: GEORGE MIDDLETON, SKENE SQUARE. 1 8 7 8. �TO T H E PUBLISHER. DEAR SIR, Th' enclosed is sent for publication, If it should meet your approbation. It's not a learned lucubration As ye may see, For that's beyond a' expectation From ane like me. As Poet I make nae pretence, But if you think it common sense, And likely to draw in the pence To fill your coffer, Go on, tho' TYKES may tak' offence And ca' you Scoffer. Perhaps ye dinna ken yersel' My name, or even where I dwell, But if you de ye manna tell, Or I may soon Be hurried headlong down to h . . l By Davie B . . n. 15th April, 1878. THE AUTHOR. �The Heresy Hunters. "Opinions and systems, like time, pass away — And yesterday's truth may be falsehood to-day." I'll tell you why the QUACK'S are quakin', Their beaten path has been forsaken, Such liberties were never taken By them at College, A prying youth they find has shaken The Tree of Knowledge. If angels' wings the rogue had clippit, And heels o'er head auld " MOSES" trippit, Nae wonder tho' they raised a rippit— 'Tis nothing odd Tho' SELBIE for salvation grippit To Aaron's rod. But such is really not the case, Although they do not acquiesce ; 'Tis clear, their object's to distress A gifted youth, Who bravely tells them face to face What's gospel truth. �'Tis true, when we survey the lot (We mean the planners of this plot), We do not find a man of note, Whom we could name— And noble minds would scorn to blot A neighbour's fame. Perhaps there's some, if we had space, Whose doubtful writings we could trace, And bring the crimson to their face ; Nor are we sure, That even the leaders in the chase Are Simon Pure ! There's one, who in his younger days Like other fools, was fond of praise, We know he penn'd some pious lays He did acknowledge, But one important " Sceptic " says He wrote " The College !" But whether that be true or not. It matters little what he wrote. 'Tis only with his present vote That we're concerned. Which henceforth must for ever blot What fame he's earn'd. �No wonder tho' the young deride, To see such men puff'd up with pride, And try by stealth to set aside A learned youth, Who's proved himself their safest guide In search of truth. And is he thus to be rewarded— From his Professorship discarded ? Is sense and justice disregarded To please a few ? And must our progress be retarded By such a crew ? Must he be placed in this position, By such unhallowed inquisition, And fairly crush'd to crokinition, Because he's clever, And all to please a few's ambition? No ! surely never. Let dabblerDAVIESspit their spite, A n d CRAVENS croak, a n d BINNIES bite, And slippery SLOANS, and all unite, They've neither pith, Nor can, nor calibre to fight Professor Smith. �6 But yet its sad to see them wink At fulesome fops, who sport and drink, And with the stale tobacco stink, Or steal a sermon, Yet pounce on pious men who think, As vilest vermin! T i s sad to see such men of mark, Attacked by doubtful dogs like C . . . k , Who, had they lived when Noah's Ark Was built of yore, They'd never been allow'd to bark, Even at the door. And yet they hold the grave position Of Judges at the inquisition— Surely a grosser imposition, Could scarcely be, Yet such is now the KIRK'S condition Yclept the "FREE" �The Heretic Hunter's Song. Raise the cry, ye holy few— "Lat's be th' kirk's avenger," A clever loon has spak' his min', And, lo ! the faith's in danger. It's no a case o' fleshly lust, It's no a case o' drinkin' (The kirk can wink at sic sma' fauts)— We've catched a rascal thinkin'. Professor Smith's a wily loon, But faith his zeal we'll quell yet; We'll tak' his jobbie oot his hands, And mak' him live on kail yet. He's broken the foundation stane Whereon oor faith reposes ; He's clippit aff the angels' wings, And ta'en the feet frae Moses. Lawyer Davie, stop yer wark, Sit doon and frame a Libel, Ye'll mak' a figure in the case— " Smith versus Holy Bible." Ye'll mak' yer claim tae heaven sure, And prove yoursel' a brither ; The case'll bring ye fame ; ye ne'er Won fame in ony ither. �8 Heretics maun a' be daft, They dinna think as we dae ; Heretics maun a be blin', They dinna see as we see. In maiters holy and divine Inquiry's oot o' season : Since faith is a' the Lord demands, It's foolishness to reason. Th'gither then lat's pit oor heeds, And hunt the Sceptic doon; Gin he hae learning on his side, We've God and Dr. Broon. Lat's sweer tae neither rest nor stop, Nor mak' the least concession, Till ilka teacher i' the kirk Becomes a live CONFESSION. � https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/69665983a48f68a884306391e7dc56cd.jpg ceef8e430c6d25c8dfd3ce3a9d8c7946 Omeka Image File The metadata element set that was included in the `files_images` table in previous versions of Omeka. 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The chapbook begins with a short address to the publisher, submitting the following ballad for publication while also disavowing the publisher’s knowledge of the author’s own identity (written as Davie B…n) as the contents of the poems may be considered inflammatory. The chapbook includes two poems, both of which defend the actions and speech of one Professor Smith of “the College”, who has apparently been accused of heresy by certain members of the college. The verses name or allude to the identities of certain accusers, declaring them hypocrites or worse, and defends the ideals of higher learning and progress as well as the Professor himself. This chapbook is part of a collection of chapbooks produced in Aberdeen which have been bound together in this volume. Alternative Title An alternative name for the resource. The distinction between titles and alternative titles is application-specific. No. 2. Bon-Accord Rhymes and Ballads. 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Title A name given to the resource The hermit of Powis: a ballad romance of the olden times Subject The topic of the resource Chapbooks-Scotland-Glasgow Description An account of the resource Scottish chapbook containing a single tale: The Hermit of Powis This Chapbook was published in Aberdeen in 1873, and was created by George Middleton Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Middleton, George Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1873 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/1gg5hgs/alma9923328273505154">s0255b37</a><a href="https://ocul-gue.primo.exlibrisgroup.com/permalink/01OCUL_GUE/mrqn4e/alma9953134483505154"></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 Scotland Extent The size or duration of the resource. 8 pages 16 cm Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Aberdeen: George Middleton