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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.
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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
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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,
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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®
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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.
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David, King of Israel--Songs and music.
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<p dir="ltr"><span>A collection of songs and ballads. The first is descriptive song of a warrior who escapes the field of battle to take refuge in a cottage and dreams of his lover’s embrace. The second ballad reminisces of the joys of young love’s passion, while in the next song a soldier recalls the beauty and love he has for his home. In another song, the life of a friar is described as a merry time, full of wine and nuns and other perks, while rather lacking in religious principles. Similarly, in the next song, a shepherds’ life is described as carefree, but the economy—and indeed everything—suffers when they fail to keep track of their sheep. In the last song, a soldier is rejected by a young woman due to his profession, to which he responds with a defense of all soldiers, citing King David as a role model. </span></p>
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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,
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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.
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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? &<?*.
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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
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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)
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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,
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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.
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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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, Though ej'er m rich and gay.
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And hough them down at Crumdel*
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Upon the Haugh of Crumdel.
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When row'd within my Highland Plaid.
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While the hurning hours preside,
I'll screen thee wi* my Highland Plaid.
But our noble clans they could not stay,
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And sore they do lament the day,
That e'er they came to Crumdel.
Sing, &c.
Then we 'll leave the sheep and goat,
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Skim the loch in eantie glee,
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Chapbook Genre: ballads & songs
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Glafgowj Printed by J, & IVL
Salt market, 1802.
�THE HANDSOME COBLER,
O U that delight In fcierriment,
conte liften to my fcng,
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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*
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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
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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.
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The Handsome Cobler; or, The Father Outwitted. To which are added, A cann of Grog, and Tyburn Tree.
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A cann of Grog.
Tyburn Tree.
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15 cm
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GROG
Row, Brothers, Row.
ON A BANK OF FLOWERS.
Here's to the Soger wha bled
Glasgow—printed for the Booksellers.
�GROG.
A plague on these musty old lubbers,
W h o tell us to fast and to think,
And with patience fall in with life's rubbers,
With nothing but water to drink;
A cann of good stuff had they twigg'd it.
Would have set them with pleasure a gog,
In spite of the rules
Of the schools,
The old fools
Would all of them swigg'd it,
And swore there was nothing like grog.
M y father, when last I from Guinea,
Returned with abundance of wealth,
Cried Jack, never be such a ninny
As to drink...says I, Father your health;
So I shew'd him the stuff, and he twigg'd it,
And it set the old cadger agog,
And he swigg'd, and mother
And sister, and brother,
And I swigg'd, and all of us swigged it,
And swore there was nothing like grog.
�3
'Tother day as the chaplain was preaching,
Behind him I curiously slunk,
And while he our duty was teaching,
How we should never get drunk,
I shew'd him the stuff and he twigg'd it,
And it soon set his reverence agog,
And he swigged and Nick swigg'd
And Ben swigg'd and Dick swigg'd
And I swigg'd, all of us swigged it,
And swore there was nothing like grog.
Then trust me there's nothing like drinking.
So pleasant on this side the grave ;
It keeps the unhappy from thinking,
And makes e'en more valiant the brave,
As for me the moment I twigg'd it,
The good stuff has so set me agog
Sick or well, late and early,
Wind fouly or fairly,
Helm a-lee or a wether,
Four hours together.
I've constantly swigg'd it,
And damme, there's nothing like grog.
ROW, BROTHERS, ROW.
Faintly as tolls the evening chime,
Our voices keep tune and our oars keep time,
Soon as the woods on shore look dim,
We'll sing at Saint Ann's our parting hymn.
�4
Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast,
The rapids are near, and the day-light's past
Why should we yet our sail unfurl ?
There is not a breath the blue wave to curl.
But when the wind blows off the shore,
speedy, we'll rest our weary oar.
Blow, breezes, blow, &c.
Utawa tide, this trembling moon
Shall see us float over thy surges soon :
Saint of this green isle, hear our prayer,
Grant us cool heavens and favouring air,
B l o w , breezes blow, &c.
ON A BANK O F FLOWERS.
On a bank of flowers in a summer's day,
Inviting and undress'd
In her bloom of years, bright Celia lay;
With love and sleep oppress 'd;
When a youthful swain, with admiring eyes
Wished he durst the fair maid surprise,
With a fa, la, la, &c.
But he fear'd approaching spies.
As he gazed, a gentle breeze arose,
That fann'd her robes aside;
�5
And the sleeping nymph did charms disclose
Which, waking, she would hide.
Then his breath grew short, and his pulse
beat high,
He long'd to touch what he chanc'd to spy,
With a fa, la, la, &c.
But durst not yet draw nigh.
All amazed he stood, with her beauties fir'd,
And bless'd the courteous wind;
Then in whispers sigh'd, and the gods desir'd,
That Celia might be kind.
Then, with hope grown bold, he advanc'd
amain:
But she laugh'd aloud in a dream, and again,
With a fa, la, la, &c.
Repelled the tim'rous swain.
Yet, when once desire has enflamed the soul,
All modest doubts withdraw,
And the god of love does each fear controul
That would the lover awe.
Shall a prize like this, says the vent'rous boy,
Escape, and I not the means employ,
With a fa, la, la, &c.
To seize proffer'd joy ?
Here the glowing youth, to relieve his pain,
The slumb'ring maid caress'd,
�6
And with tremb'ling hands (oh, the simple
swain,)
Her glowing bosom press'd
Then the virgin wak'd and affrighted flew,
Yet look'd as wishing he would pursue,
With a fa, la, la, &c.
But Damon miss'd his cue,
Now repenting that he had let her fly,
Himself he thus accus'd:
What a dull and stupid thing was I,
That such a chance abus'd !
T o my shame 'twill now on the plains be said,
Damon a virgin asleep betray'd,
With a fa, la, la, &c.
Yet let her go a maid.
H E R E S ' TO THE SODGER WHA BLED.
Here's to the year that's awa,
W e will drink it strong and in sma';
An' here's to ilk bonny young lassie we lo'e ;
While swift flew the year that's awa.
An' here's to ilk, &c.
Here's to the soger wha bled,
An' the sailor wha bravely did fa':
Though their fame is alive, yet their spirits
are fled,
On the wings of the year that's awa.
Though their fame is alive, &c.
�7
Here's to the friend we can trust,
While the storms of adversity blaw;
May they live in our song, and be nearest our
hearts,
Nor depart like the year that's awa.
May they live, &c.
LOVELY
JEAN,
Of a' the airts the wind can blaw,
I dearly like the west,
For there the bonnie lassie lives,
The lass that I loo best;
Tho' wild woods grow, and rivers row,
W i ' monie a hill between,
Baith day and night, my fancy's flight
Is ever wi' my Jean.
I see her in the dewy flow'r,
Sae lovely, sweet and fair ;
I
hear her voice, in ilka bird,
W i ' music charm the air :
There's not a bonnie flower that springs,
By fountain, shaw, or green,
Nor yet a bonnie bird that sings,
But minds me o' my Jean,
Upon the banks o' flowing Clyde
The lasses busk them braw ;
But when their best they hae put
My Jeanie sings them a ' ;
�8
In hamely weeds she far exceeds
The fairest o' the town ;
Baith sage and gay confess it sae,
Tho' drest in russet gown.
The gamesome lamb, that sucks its dam,
Mair harmless canna be;
She has nae faut, (if sie ye ca't)
Except her love for me :
The sparkling dew, o'clearest hue,
Is like her shining een ;
In shape and air, wha can compare
Wi' my sweet lovelv Jean ?
O blaw, ye westlin winds, blaw saft
Amang the leafy trees;
Wi' gentle gale, frae muir and dale,
Bring hame the laden bees,
And bring the lassie back to me
That's aye sae neat and clean ;
Ae blink o' her wad banish care,
Saelovelyis my Jean.
What sighs and vows, amang the
Hae past atween as twa,
How fain to meet, how wae to part
That day she gaed awa !
The powers aboon can only ken,
T o whom the heart is seen,
That nane can be sae dear to me,
As my sweet lovely Jean.
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Alcohol
Chapbooks-Scotland-Glasgow
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the crooked horn*
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Sic a ewie ne'er was bom,
Hereabout aor far awa%
- She never needed t$r nor keiS,
T o mark her upo hip or heel,
Her crooked horn did as weeL
So ken her by zmof them a*.
the, cte.
Sue never threatened f o b nor rot,
-But keepit ay her am jogtrot*,,
Both to the fan! J and to the cot.
Was atver fweer t > lead or ca*.
dHCauld nor hunger never dang her, 7
Wind nor ram could utvtr wrung her,
Anes ihe lay an otvk arid langer
Forth anesfth a wreath of fnaw.
etc.
When ither ewieS lap the dyke,
And eat the kail for a* the tyke,
.My ewie never play'd the like,
..But tces'd about the barn wa\
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A better nor a thriftier beafc,
Nae hoacft man con'A wed hae mfts
For filly thingfl^tenever mift.
To hae ilk year a faub cr twa. the*. etcf
The firft fhe had I gas to jock,
To he to him a kind o f ftock,
And now tht laddie has a fl?ck,
Of tiiair than thirty head and t*a s &c»
I looked ay at een for her,
Left mifhanter ihouM come o'er her,
Or the fomart might devour her*
if the bcafty bade awaV
the/etc*
The ewie wi* the croaked horn,
Well dcfervcd baiih garfe and corn,
Sic a ewie ne'er was bora,
Hereabout nor far awa\
the, &c®
Yet iaft owk for a* my keeping,
Wha cart fpeak it without weeping f
A villain came t?hen t was fleeping,
And iiaw my ewie, horn and a\
etc« '
1 fought her fair upo* the morn,
And down btnesth a bufhy thorn, '
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crooked horn,
But n:y ewie was awa*. •
t|ie,
But an I had the lawn that, did ir,
J have {worn as we!! as- faid it,
Though a* the world had forbid it* \
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Fitac* her and her's foe aflep iliora .
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upon my' Kitty's face*
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and bade me kifs the -friacc.
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iaibifahd bp.Ui i'ieerarill fnrart j
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he 9 J coldly J go to fca lor more*
His father being Safely ttefd*
he lovM his mother as his Vth9
He did maimamjier gallantly^
this lovely -youth ho had no v>ife»
0 he was neither rich nor poor,*
but ftiii kept company of t f e befl, *
A briik young widow hom the ..more*-;
theft words to him {he did txpref^
Young man I am in love with you,
I never was the like before,
An i if you let my love pais by,
V*n lure that i for you malt die®
1 have fi^e (hips upon the Tea*,
and they dre .loaded to the brim,
I am fo deep in love mih you,
1 care not.whether they link or fwha.
God bled you %pA your i'hips, he fai !,
• and'all the men that *rt on board,
May God in heaven be their guide, '
whether they fiii by wind or tide®
A eiiain of gold Jove I give thee,
ana round your acck pray let it he*
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think how you Hole away my heart.
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Ah! whoitf does he rove
My love is long abferit from ibe
Come hither my dove*
I'll write to my Jove*
And fend him a letter by thee.
T o hiin fwiftly fly,
The letter mi tie'
Secure to thy leg with a filing $
Ah not to my leg,
Fair •'Lady, 1 beg,
BtU fallen it under my wing*
Her dove flic did deck,
She drew o'er his neck*
A bell and a collar"fo gay,
She ty'd to his wing
The fcroll with a fliing,
Then kifs'd him and lent him av/ay.
It blew and it ratn'd*
T h e pigeon difdaiaM
To fsek fhelter, undaunted he fbw,
Till wet was his wing,
, * • And painful the firings
. So lieavy the letter it
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He flew all round
•Till CJoftn he found, Then ifercb/d on his hand with the prize,
Whofe heart while hn reads.
With tendernefs bleeds*
For the Pigeon that flutters and dies.
THE B I R D . A M E W - S O N G .
^ p H £ bird that hears her nettling feng,
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and fiiee J road for food*
Returns impatient through the Iky,
to nurfc her called brooch
The tender mother knows no joy,
but bodes a thoufand harms,
And fickens for the darling boy,
while abfcnt fr.ra her arms.
Such fondoefs with impatience join'd,
my faithful bofom fire,
Nor forc'd to 'feave my fair behind,
the Q^ieen of my defires.
The powers of verfe too languid prov*^
v'b fimiles are vain,
To iljew how ardently I Ioves
or to relieve my pain*
The faint with ardent -zeal infpir'J^
for heaven and joys divine,
The faint is not with rapture fh:\L
more- pure, more warm than mins.,I take what liberty I d:ire%
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w».ofr frowns itMf can kHi :
Say. \yi!t.vou dan the vcr/'^to hear,
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* beaVs'no p^rt,
An honed verfe that flows fiticcrt,
and c?;:cIour from my'hqart.
Or.eat is thy r a w r h^t greater yet, trarkmd it vmh fct en^rr?,
If. a?
all can roake'? m*>5
' yeval! could, mike a rage :
Each n W f h a th^iifand hearts might gain,
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uintk ye have ft*vngth to bind
Attend the ccun'cV! of*en to!d,«.
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loo often tokl m vaia ;
Learn tbc be ft art, \}ya hrart to bold,
and lorli th<* loves chain,
'Gar:/flers to little purpofe vwff.,
;vdio lofo again as (aft
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The Goodman's Grief for the Ewie wi the Crooked Horn. To which are added, Sweet and Smart. The Sailor in the West. The Pigeon on an errand. The Bird. A New Song. The Lover's Chain.
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1802
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Sweet and Smart.
The Sailor in the West.
The Pigeon on an errand.
The Bird.
A New Song.
The Lover's Chain.
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8 pages
16 cm
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Woodcut image of a herder with two sheep and a cow on the title-page.
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Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada
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<a title="University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks" href="http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/">University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks </a>
<a title="National Library of Scotland" href="http://www.nls.uk/">National Library of Scotland</a>
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FOUR
Popular Songs.
R O G E R AND N E L L Y .
G A B TAR* Y O U R A U L D CLOAK ABOUT Y E .
A LASSIE L I V E S B Y Y O N D E R BURN.
LOW DOWN IN T H E BROOM.
GLASGOW: ,
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TAK* YOUR A^TLtt CLOAK ABOUT YE,
In winter when the rain rain'd caulcl,
And frost and snaw on ilka Kill,
And Boreas, with his blast sae baulcj.
Was threatening a' our kyrto kill.
Then Bell, my wife, wha lo'es nae strife,
She said to me right hastily,
Get up, goodman, save Crummie's life.
And tak' your auid cloak about ye.
My Cruminie is a useful cow,
And she is come of a good kin'.
Aft has she wet the bairns' mou\
And I am laith that she should tyne ;
Get up, goodlnan, it is fu* time,
The sun shines frae the lift sae hie,
Sloth never made a gracious end,
Go tak* your auld cloak about ye.
My cloak was ance a guid grey cloak,
And fitting for my wear ;
But now it's scantlv worth a groat,
For I've worn't this thretty year,
s m a L u a a a o e a -J^T
Twai
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Let's spend the gear that we hae won*
We little ken the day we'll die :
Then I'll be proud, since I hae sworn*
To bae a new cloak about, me.
Jsrf^d aHwmow tiuiww >d oJ j fguoV!
in days when our King Robert rang,
His trews they cost but lialf-a-ci;own ;
He said they were a groat too dear,
And ca'd the tailor thief and loon.
He was the king that wore a crown,
And thou a man of laigh degree ;
Tis pride puts a' the country down,
Sae tak your auld cloak about ye.
Every land has its ain burgh,
Ilka kind o' corn has its ain liool;
I think the world has a' gane daft,
When ilka wife her man wad rule.
Do you not see Bab, Jock, and Hab,
How they are girded galiantlie,
While I sit hurklen in the ase ;
I'll hae a new cloak about me.
Goodman, I wat it's thretty year
Since we did ane anither ken;
And we hae had between us twa,
Of lads and bonny lasses ten.
Now they are women grown and men,
I wish and pray weel may they be;
And why wilt thou myseV misken?
E'en tak your auld cloak about ye.
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Bel! my wife, she lo'es nae strife.
But she wad guide me if sli6 can ;
And to maintain an easy life,
I oft maun yield, tho' T m goodman.
Nought's to be won at woman's hand,
Unless ye gi'e her a' the plea;
.Safe I'll leave aff where I began,
And tak my auld cloak about me.
LOW DOWN IN THE BROOM.
My daddie is a canker'd carle,
He'll no twin wi' his gear,
My mither she's a scolding wife,
Hands a' the house a steer.
But let them say, or let them do,
It's a' ane to me,
For he's low down, he's in the broom
That's waiting on me ;
Waiting on me, my love,
He's waiting on me ;
For he's low down, he's in the broom
That's waiting on me.
My auntie Kate sits at her wheel,
And sair she lightlies me,
But weel I ken it's a' envy,
For ne'er a joe has she.
But let them say, &c.
•
�My cousin Kate was sair beguil'd
With Johnnie in the gleii ;
And aye since syne she cries, beware
Q* false, deluding men.
But let them say, &e.
Gleed Sandy he cam wast ae night,
And spier'd when I saw Pate ?
And aye since syne the neighbours round
They jeer me ear' and late.
But let them say, or let them do,
It's a' tine to me,
For I'll gae to the bonny lad
That's waiting on me ;
Waiting on me, my love,
He's waiting on me ;
For he's low down, he's in the broom
That's waiting on me.
ROGER AND NELLY.
'Twas in the prime of summer time,
Quite pleasing was the weather,
Young Roger would a wooing go,
By the consent of his mother ;
So he was drest all in his best.
Quite smart without a wrinkle,
A rusty sword down by his side,
Tied on with beggars inkle.
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Then Roger call'd to his man John,
Go fetch me out odd Dobbin,
Comb out his mane, cock up his tail,
That it may not hang bobbing.
With a saddle-tree bound down with hay,
Which is a thing so proper,
And a patten ring, tied in a string
Of linsey-wolsey cropper
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Then Roger to his chest would go
Straightway to unlock it,
Three halfpence of old Irish coin
He put into his pocket.
With the bridle best, pick'd from the rest,
Which he had for a,stirrup ;
A besom stick he had for a whip,
With half a yard of cart-rope.
Then Roger rose and took the road,
They took him for a 'torney,
With his pistol long, it was well load,
For fear he should be robbed ;
And every little while he said,
Come mend your pace, old Dobbin;
Should night o'ercast we'll lose our road,
Then let us both keep joggin'.
Then Roger to the town did go,
For his doxy to inquire ;
Making a rout he found hereout,
JSText door to the town-crier.
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Then he s^id to his dear Nell,
Let us in wedlock join,;
But first tell me thy fortune.
And then I'll tell thee mine.
*
I have a box without a top,
A spade without a handle,
A pepper box, an old cart rope,
And half a farthing candle;
A washing tub, a pewther dish.,
A pestle and a mortar,
A leathern bucket old and good,
'Twill serve us years in future.
'
. M erit * too cpb miU VI
Besides, says she, it is well known
I have great store of linen,
Full forty yards of hemp and yarn,
And all "of my own spinning.
0 then, says Roger, it's well known
I've Dobbin in the stable*
A pig, a calf, a crown and half,
And a rare old kitchen table.
'.oibfiifu ' mi T»f ffo'i haA
Besides, says he, I have a house,
Fetches fifteen-pence a quarter,
An old bedstead without a head,
And a pot to catch your water.
Come, said he, my dear sweet Nell,
Let us to church be jogging ;
With all my heart, I'll say my part.
Go fetch me out old Dobbin.
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So then to church they did repair,
And in wedlock's bands were joined ;
When all was o'er, to bed they went,
And now their toils are ended.
A LASSIE LIVES BY YONDER BURN.
A lassie lives by yonder burn
That jinks about the seggins,
There aft she gi'es her sheep a turn,
To feed amang the brakens.
Could I believe she'd woo wi' me,
In spite of mam or daddie,
I'd aften slip out owre the lea,
An' row her in my plaidie.
Her breast to busk I'd violets pu?
That blaw aboon the boggie,
And blue bells hingin' wat wi' dew
Frae yonder glen sae foggie.
Could I believe she'd woo wi* mef
An' tak me for her laddie,
I'd aften slip out owre the lea,
And row her in my plaidie.
I maun awa, I canna stay,
Should a* gang tapsalteerie ;
Should bogles meet me in the way,
This night I'll see my dearie.
I'll ben the spence and dress a-wee,
Wi' knots and buglits fu' gaudy,
For I canna rest until I see
Gin she'll come in my plaidie.
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Four Popular Songs. Roger and Nelly. Goe tak' Your Auld Cloak About Ye. A Lassie Lives By Yonder Burn. Low Down in the Broom.
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Roger and Nelly.
Goe tak' Your Auld Cloak About Ye.
A Lassie Lives By Yonder Burn.
Low Down in the Broom.
Date
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[1840-1850?] per University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks
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8 pages
16 cm
Description
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44 is printed at the bottom of the title-page.
Woodcut #01: Illustration on title-page of a young farmer sharpening a scythe in a field.
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Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada
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Courtship and Marriage
Chapbooks - Scotland - Glasgow
Wit and Humor
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ballads & songs
# of Woodcuts: 1
Bib Context: title-page
Chapbook Date: 1841-1850
Chapbook Genre: ballads & songs
Chapbook Genre: wit & humor
Chapbook Publisher - Glasgow: Printed for the Booksellers
Fashion (Clothing): bonnet
Fashion (Clothing): jacket
Fashion (Clothing): pants
Fashion (Clothing): working class
Gender: man/men
Occupation: farmer
Outdoor Scene
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Fortunate Weaver's Uprife,
O R, T H E
Landlady well Pleafed.
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T H E
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TO WHICH ARK AD3SD,
L A D Y ' S
D I A R Y ,
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The Love & Rage of Highland Donald.
D R I N K I N G D R O W N S . CARE.
BRAVE D O N A L D M ' C R A W ;
J E N N Y
T H E
N E T T L E S .
M A L T H A
N.
G L A S G O W ,
Printed by J. & M. Robsrtfon, §a!tmar!r?**
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�The Fortunate'WE AVER'S UPRISE,
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A S T night as I came into town$
I was both wet and weary, <
Into a tavern I did go,
hoping relief was near me :
They condacled me to the tap-room*
I call'd for punch was fmoaking^
My landlady and 1 fat down,
and there we fell a jokeing.
We drank about till it was out,
then I call'd in another—
When in the Chop we heard a rap*
the daughter cdling mother.
Bhe faidi my child, forbear a while,
and do your beft endeavour,
For leafe
he$rtg if I can part
this darling fporting weaver,
I put my surjns around her neck,
her cheeks they biufh'd lik^^fes j
Sfce [aid. youitg man, call what you wUlf
you will not be imposed oa*
I took her gently by the hand*
and erobirac'd her in my arms, p
With one conferit we went to bed*
- and there we flept til! morning*,-
�( 3 )
Tjtien the nest morning when I rofeP
I looked fo melancholy,
Thinking of my night'r repofe
and of my pafl folly*
She cziVd me to her breakfaft rotfm,
the tea being oa the table.
She faid, iiik ltd, be not fo fed,
fare ^ell whilft you are ableWhen breakfaft things wefe laid afiJe,
and all things fair and e^Jy,
She faid >»y boy, don't feesn fo ftiyy
1 have a job will pleafe you.
And if that you work journey work,
Pd have you go no tarther \
Fli pleafe your mind with coarfe and fine
and a loom in proper order.
Immediately we did agree,
and with her then I tarried,
I wrought her piece mo.fi charmingly,
and icon after we- got married.
' • i'^r-fi b ' • '
'r'-i- -t • ' '
•
In unity we da agree. .
no couple can live better,
Both tught and day ! bear the fway,
lor weaving of her chequer.
Now to conclude and >nd my fong,
I hope j o ^ r e not offended,
If I (aid any thing tUat's wrong,
it's mftvt ifrau 1 intended.
"'
�I hope this will a warning be
' unto aU iinea-weavcrr.
To always p'aafe the landlady*
and keep her in their favour.
T HE L ADY'S DIARY.
E C T U R M ) by Pa and Ma o'er night,
^ Monday9 at ten, quite vex'd and jealous
Refolv'd in future to be right,
and never lifteri to the fellows !
Stifch'd half a wriftbajnd, read the text,
receivM a note from Mrs, Rackit:
1 hate the woman, (he fat next,
all church-time, to fweet Captain Clackit
I
Tuefday got fcolded, did not care,
the toaft was cold, 'twas paft eleven;
I dreamt the Captain, through the air,
on Cupid's wings bore me to heay n !
Pouted and din'd, drefs'd, looked divine,
made an excufe, got Ma to back* it %
Went to the play, what joy was mine!
taik'd loud & laugh*d with Captain Clackit
Wednesday came down, no lark fo gay!
the girl's quite alter'd, faid my Mother;
Cry*d Dad, 1 recoiled the day
when, Dearie, thou wert fuch another,
JDanc*d, drew a landfcape, fkitnn'd a play,
in the paper read that widow Flackit
To Gretn^QVeen had run away,
the fbr^ard mw+i I with Captain Clackko
�( $ >
Thurfday fell fick; poor foul, foe'U die ;
five do&ors came with length'ned faces;
Each fck my pulfe % ah ? me 1 cry'd !f
are thefe my promised loves and graces I
Friday grew v/orfe; cry'd Ma, in pain,
our day was f m 9 heaven do not black it}
Where's your complaint, love ? In my brain^
what fli^ll I give you ? Captain Ciackiu
Early next morn a noftrum came
worth all their cordials, balms, and fpicesf
A letter; I had been to blame %
the Captain's truth brought on a erifis %
Sunday, for fear of more delays
of a few clothes I made a packet*
And Monday mom ftept in a chai&v
and ran away with Captain Clackk.
The Love and rage of Highland Donalds
ighland Donald* fworc a wife
was not fo great an evil*
And any but a husband's life,
was fure a Highland devil.
Then Highland Donald tuti'd his pipe*
he had been foroe months marrkd j
Severely now he feels a whip,
for fjorns our Donald carried.
Now Highland Donald thump'd his wife*,
be fworcfixewas not civil,
And to get quix% he'd pa£t with life*
and feud' her to the Devil
H
�d r i n k i n g
d r d w h s
c a r e ,
Y p I L L your gtefles, banifli care,
J P Wealth arid worldly care dcfpife3
Sorrow ne'er can bring relief |
- joys from drinking will a rife.
Why fhould we with anxious care,
Spoil what Nature's made fo fair ?
Chor. Drink and fet your heart at reft j
Of a bad bargain make the bed.
Mirth when rainglid with our wine;
Makes the heart alert and free:
Let it rain, or fnow, ori&ine,
41 i the fame it is to inc» >
There's no fence againft our fate*
Changes, daily on us wait ,Chon Drink &e*
Some purfue the winged wealth,
Some to honour do afpirei
Give me freedom, give me health,
That's the fum of my defite*
What this world could more prefent,
Would not add to my content
Chor. Drink and fet your heart at reft j
Of a bad bargain imkc the beft.
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• m r w n i|
i
"fM ftaafejuwrraeiaawraaK^—
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B R a V E D O t?
L l i M< C ft A W «
¥ J I G H L A N D Donalds got a wife,
jfTjl aiui O S an he
wordic o' ner £
For every night that he cotpcs haind,
hs ckws t^c ISghlaEd hurdles oJ her.
�Now Maggie fidg*d and claw'd her head*
cry'd* Donald will ye murder me ?
But he laid on the other thump,
you cuckold nte, oh-on-o-rie.
When Donald and his wife had done,
they, both with one confent did part,
A fodger he went off to be*
m and Maggy keeps a chearful heart.
J E N N Y
N E T T L E S.
S A W ye Jenny Nettles,
Jenny Nettles, Jenny Nettles,
Saw ye J£nny Nettles,
coming frae the market;
Bag and baggage dn her back,
her fee and bountlth in her lap |
Bag and baggage on her back,
and a babic in her oxter.
1 met ayont the Kairny,
Jenny Nettles, Jenny Nettles,
Singing tjli her bairny,
Robin Rattle's baiiard j
T o flee the docl upo' the ftool,
and ilka ane that mocks her,
She round about feeks Robin out,
to flap it in his oxter.
Fy, fy ! Robin Rattle,
Robin Rattle, Robin Rattle j
;
¥y, fy 1 Robin &attl$
Jenny jetties kindly ?
�( 8 ) ,
Score out t i e blame, and fhun the fhaine,
and without more debate o't*
Tak hame your wain* raak jenny fain,
the leel and leefome gate o'u
T H E M A L T M A N.
tt E maltman comes on Monday^
he craves wonder fair,
Cries " Dame come gi'e me my filler,
<c
or malt ye fall ne'er get mair®**
I took him into the pantry.
and gave him feme cock-broo,
Syne paid him'upon a gantree,
as hoftler-wives flbould do,
"When maltmen come for filler,
and gaugers wi' wands o f er foot?,
Wives, tak them a* down to the cellar,
and clear them as f ha'e dofte.
This be with, when cuniiejs fcanty,
will keep them frae making di n ;
The knack I learh'd frae an mid 'aunty§
the fnackeft o* a' my kin.
The maltman is right cunning,
but I can he as flee,
An* he may crack o- his winning,
whan he clears fcores wi* me $
For ccme whan he likes, I'm -ready*
1 but if firae haine I be?
jtt.et him wait on our kind Lady,
Fc {he'll anfwer a bill for me,
Glasgow, Printed by J/&, M. Robertfon, Saltmarket, sSba*
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Jenny Nettles.
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T H E
Folly and FaiMon
OF
THE
P R E S E N T TIME. .
TO WHICH iRE ADDED,
A
T R I P
T H E
B O T A N Y
H A P P Y
J A C K
The
T O
Cruel
T A R
r
BAY**
W E D D I N G ,
S
PARENTS
R E T U R
N.
DECEIVED;
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The Foliy and Fashion of the prefent Time.
Ome lifccn a.~hHe you ne<fd net farry long,
Al! ranks ei
vc *teendon as by me you throng,
The Cr-uth you (li-ll he\r fcy the weirds of a fong,
Of the rigs and rhrmSs eh thy times,
- lis. this moil won!ertd* woarffinful a g *
Defrauding? ddufion, ind bilking'g the plan,
Thfc way of tnW world now is chest ?s cheat catt,
4 An4 rbe far bi^geft rogue, Sir, is nov?- t'tic V f t man,
W h o can Bounce and .fly, fVea*, He, arid deny*
yTle the way kow to thrive as tb^ world u o v goes.
With ccnfu£on and'bu Pile'for money they ft rivef
The rich would devftsir the poor up aliye,
A n d d x e neighbour dctft Hie another to thrive,
F#r wrong or rfchfc ihey b xkbite, .full of fplte,
Laugh .in ihr^ JTeevc at their neighbour's dowirfal.
C
Here is Lady Sqn«tb with her nrcon;fy*d face*
By her T i l defcrifcs you this backbiting race,
T i os *tw;>v.'d pvzzk z lawyer their anions to trace,
To Irn^v vour triod how they twine, feem fo kind,
y-et wou!d o&t your throat if your, back be but turned.
They Ve mod oftfetre gofnps witl? what news I pray ?
Why can't yen comb in, no indeed a can't flay,
T h o ; to u t H e ' i j S a n d e r the^JNgoflfip all day,
lii dirty tviixiy oat and in-, diiu^ing gin, •
fcoiuplajn of bad hufbanas,Biu few of fach wires.
A hew tea-drinking f^fhion cfjate they've gotin,.
Such an excellent mode they think .it no fin,
T o borrow tea-kettles, to pawn them for gin,
Andfwearbbck'swliite, wrong crrlghrjtocotneby't,
.Of this tea-drinking fafrion good women beware;
�Since fol^y and f&foion's fo prone in the J^irdj
Here'sthousands of tradesmen are all at a (Laud,
The' pride and preemption
hand in hmd9
Many a one up and
broke and gone, *
The Lady's ambition has roir/d chelr tnxde.
T o offend the cUar Ladies I'd not f*y a word,
Tho' they're
ta the roily J think to abfurd.
By fcenfin^their Rothes With Mufcovy cat's turd,
That the fames of their plumes, flies in my brain,
Gives me the vapours when them I come near.
Their favourite lap dogs hos.v d-Jietoufly fed,
Shock rides Iri- the coach, fbfi velvet his bed,
WhiJea-hungry child,on the bard boardslayskshead
AH the night) {hocking plight, tefcc me right*,
They value their znlnuh vncre thsn a child.
The next Is a be.^u, Sir Vanicy Vain.,
His fwff-bJx is open each ^minute* Vv-ith pains*
To fill his head fiil/er of muff than of brains*
So mighty wife, am! pr&jife, what with
Powder and hair you eao Icarce fee his nofey
For lotx'ry adventurers here's chjna c o m p t e r
Silver tabl£ and teaspoons, all equipage neat,
GfFfthc bed to the pop-fh<m, atf/ay gpes
(httit* •
The;/ luck to uy, naw they buy, a policy,
And dreaming rf.l night of this tea-tabfe prize.
Such' folly a ad tirr.es in poor Britain was ntve£,
Here's wit a'] in fags, and folly in feather,
By P r o v i n c e thas we're all huddi'd together^
So the 1 fe of man is boi a
like an
Air balfopn, wonder when loft in the air.
A T R I P
TO
BO Y A N T
BAT,
O M E, come my kvis. for we mult aw?;,
K j Bound e^tyr.' ir<. Irons, to Coranr Br; r
�h h of no ufe to weep nor yet. to complain,
F$r perhaps we may fee Old England again.
C H O % V S.
So ^orne* come away* for J can no logger flay,
Let us hops we may meet with a far better day*
Although we,are bound to a foreign clime,
There's many of us young lads
in our prime^
W h o by wifdom we eugbt to've been better taught,
For wifdom's ne'er good without it's dear bought*
So come, come away, for l 3 etc.
Now many a pretty l^fsin Botany may be fem p
W h o knows but {he might be an Indian Queen,
Deck'd out in diamonds, fee the Britiih fair,
A % £or transportation. little do we care.
So come, come away, for i , etc.
Now when to Botany Bay we do c6me f
T h e fir ft thing we do is to chufe us a King,
";7k of lio ufe to laugh, nor |et to make fun,
W h o knows but it may be the noted Ikrrington*
So come, come awayf for I, etc*
Farewel my pretty girls, I'll bid you adieu*
St may Be a long time before I fee you > x
So fill up the glafs, and drink it off I pray,
Succefs to the. lads that's bound to Botany Bay*
So come^ come away, for I r etc.
THE
H A P P Y
W E D D I N G ,
f A S 1 was a walking one morning in May,
A
I heard a ^young damfel to % h i v d to fay*
My love^ gops f N m me, and fhown me foul play
*Twae do via in tke mm&vw anaongft the greai hay*
�1
5
1
,
What mates my dear Polly to figh & complai%
Did you think, love, I ne'er ftiould return again,
Now to the church let us with ipeed repair,
So never mind your father my aeareft dear.
My father is wori% five thousand a year,
And I am his daughter, and his only"heir,
Not a penny of portion he'll give me I fear,
If I marry with you, O mf deareft dear,
They went to church & were marry'd ftraightway,
And home to her father the very next day,
Saying, Honoured father,- I tell unto thee,
That marry'd we two are, you plainly may fee.
With that, the old m m began for to fwear,
You have marry'd my daughter, and my only care*
Bm fmce that you're marty'd* I've gota new fon,
Y o u are welcome, I freely forgive what is done.You youi?g men and maids of every degree,
W e d the man you love, if y&u think he loves thee,
For my father's well pleasM with his good fon & heir,
And fcttl'd upon him one thoufand a year.
1 A C K
J
T A R ' S
\
R E T U R N .
/ \ N E night at ten o'clock as I a reading fat
V * / letters of old I receiv'd from my dear,
Somebody at the dpor like a Jack Tar did roar*
which drove my fenfes I cannot tell where.
I rofe at t M fliock, I the door did unlock,
fuch a fine fight fure my eyes did behold,
Trowfers as white as fnow,buckles down to fhetee,
with a flafliy curi'd gee^ his hat latfd with .gold.
�C 6 J
Then I did fund in w w^ftraigh t in my afimbe flews
gave me a kifs far fleeter than rse,
That be r^vit d my heart, from the deadly {mart,
nothing, no ncthirg, my mind could I ring tpo*
Then to delight me more, lb *ght in my apron fure3
he begin to tin 6w hafid^als pf gold, x
Saving, I'll j on deck wi5 a gold chain 'bqutyottfneckj
for
fail'd with Rsdney of courage fo bold..
Come each lad and-lafs, drink off 3 fkiwing'glafs,
driuk'a ffealth to the lads that are :/t fea ;
God fend them t%(e home, unto their native home,
O ! what comfort and joy that>ill be.
„
The CRUEL. PAREN TS DECEIVED i Or, the
H A P P Y LOV&R.S 'MEETING.
A S I wslkM cqf one running to tafte the f.vset air,
A damf { l.iy deploring. for the lofs of her dear,
IV?y love is gene and left, me to figh and to mo^n,
AH joys ase bereft mes O v/hen will he return ?
How cruel were my parents to prcve fs fevere,
ft ca\:fes me to f g h -and thed many a (ear;
He now is fore'd fror^me to plough on the* main,
1c rims hi "my mind I'lt ne'er fee him again.
Ye gods above "reftore him fife to me again,
The Tofrng &[ my jewel incrcafesmy pain,
Confjn'd nov£ in Bedhm all for bis dear iVk«v
W^th grief and-..vexation my heart it will bregk.
But as (lie was %'ilag
faring*h:r hair,..
O wh,u (hould ihe hear but the voice of her dear,
"With joy and with rapitfre ( h e i k w to bis arms,
Sayhig, My .dear c u r a r e h?»s ^ million of c harms*
�Alt ho' I was forc'd to plough the raging#mainf
With jov t*m returned to £ou o^cc ;*£ain,
With gold -and with filter, to you HI i ^fign,
If you will content, fay dear, to bs mine.
It was your cruel parems that fore'd me away,
3p(v with you, mv j t w d , I'd rathe r have (layYi,
AM in your fwect company,- which I do adore,
Alas! I was afriid I ne'e r fhoul i fee you more.
So now thf-dear char«iierj let's no longer delay,
But now to the church let us hade away,
Where ycu-and I'll join in love's fwc-et content,
They ne't? ftood to parley, hut to chutdhthey went.
T H E W I L L O W W I L L.
willow y cm-fay is'a pretty flower,
1
which yem have can feci me for to wear
Thee have I courted for many long hours,
but all in vain k hath prcve'i I fe^r* The willow you faf, etc.
Falfe you have tunned, tho' now you complain,
don't you 'remember . he gsVllnd you feat/
/ f h e wfllow-will frfm'd i t f a l f e hearts ad'oriVdit,
lit tic on ce did I t h \: k o f foh r i a rz nc.
F ife? have you turned e c
I am >he young #iin wno fays heipves you,
reidy. to come and fpeak it 1vow,
The i'"*r]3
yy\i feot, it don't1 become me,
tiio' yod do.furce me to we a it now.
I am tbe voting man, etc.
On JVfcn^y morn 1 am read?' to meet you,
and to love's Hirer lead you sway *
The ring I'll get, the licence is ready,
' dear;girl for tbee $ nc longer can (lay. •
On Monday mor«% tu:.
�t. 3 3
I think every moment: it is a longiiour,
every h#tir as long as threej
Until the time my love does appear
in the green bower for to meet me.
I think every moment, etc.
My love is dainty, tho' falfe hearts are plenty*
my love fincere as when it was new r
As it grows older it ne'er foall grow colder,
nor fade away like the morning dew.
My love is dainty, etc,
.
T H E M O M EN T
AURORA,
H E moment Aurora peept into the room,
J . I put on my clothes and I call'd for my groom*
Will Whiftle by this had uncouple tl*e hounds, . J
W h o lively and mettlefome trilk'rf o'er the grounds,
,The h'orfes are faddl'd, fleet Dapple arid Gray,
Seem'd longing to hear the glad found, Hark away!
A ^ J w a s now by the clock about four in the morn,
And we all gallop*d off to the found of the horn,
Dick Garter, Will Babble, and T o m at the Goofe,
When all of a ftidden out ftarts Miilrefs Pafs,
Men, hordes, and dogs not a moment would ftay,
A n d echo was heard to cry, Hark 1 hark away.
The chace was a fine one, {he took o'er the plain,
Which (lie doubled, and doubled again,
Till at la ft (he took Covert, returned out 6f bre>ths
And I and Will Whiftle were in at the death ;
Ther^ m triumph of joy I the hare did difpl^y f !
And calTd to the horn my boys, Hark ! hark away !
G X, VA S G O W,
Printed by J< and M* Roi?£rtfon, SaUmarket, i 8qz,
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The Folly and Fashion of the present time. To which are added, A Trip to Botany Bay. The Happy Wedding. Jack Tar's Return. The Cruel Parents Deceived: Or, the Happy Lovers Meeting. The Willow Will. The Moment Aurora.
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1802
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The Moment Aurora.
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FIVE
Favourite Songs
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K A T E KEARNEY,
A SOLDIER'S SONG.
PATIE'S WEDDING.
THE LASS OF GOWRIE,
YOUNG WILLIAM.
GLASGOW:
F E I N T ^ FOR THE WQ&SELh}ffi&
43.
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SONGS.
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SOLDIER'S SONG.
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How Stands the glass around,
For shame you take no care, my hoy%
How stands the glass around,
Let mirth and wipe abound,
The trumpets sound,
The colours they are flying, boys.
To fight, kill, or wound,
May we still be found,
Content with our hard fate, my boys,
On the cold ground,
Why, soldiers, why,
Whose business tistodie!
What sighing fie,
Damn fear, drink on, be jolly, boys,
'Tis he, you or I,
Cold, hot wet, or dry,
Are always bound to follow, boys.
And scorn to fly,
'Tis but in vain,
I mean not to upbraid ye, boys;
'Tis but in vain.
For soldiers to complain,.
Should next campaign
Bond its to him who made its boy&
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We're free from pain;
But if we remain,
A bottle and kind landlady
Cure all again.
KATE
KEARNEY.
O did you not hear of Kate Kearnj ?
She lives on the banks of Killarney:
From the glance of her eye, shun danger and fl/f
For fatal's the glance of Kate Kearney.
For that eye is so modestly beaming,
You'd ne'er think of mischief she's dreaming,
Yet, oh! I can't tell how fatal's the spell
That lurks in the eye of Kate Kearney, v _
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Oh, should you e'er meet this Kate Kearney,
Who lives on the banks of Killarney,
Beware of her smile, for many a wile
Lies hid in the bosom of Kate Kearney.
Though she looks so bewitchingly simple,
There's mischief in every dimple,
And who dare inhale her mouth's spicy gale,
Must die by the breath of Kate Kearney.
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P A T I E ' S WEDDING.
As Patie cam* up frae the glen,
Driving his wethers before him,
He met bonny Meg ganging liame,
Her beauty was like for to smoor him.
�0 dinna ye ken, beanie Mfcg* I etfsW
That you and I s gamitfco be maniiiad ?
X rather had broken any leg, • *• ''•.•* A
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Before such a bargain miscarried.
Na, Patie, 0 ilia's teWd
tfeat ?
I think that of n^w^they ye b^eii^aasj^^
That I should he married-so soon,
Or yet should ha'e been sae yaxml}\
1 Winn a'- w married.the year,
Suppose 1 were courted by twenty ;
»Sae Patie, ye needna ma/ir spier,
For weel I wat I dinna want ye.
Now 'Kfaggie, what makes ye sae sweert,
Is it because that I ,U^na a m&ilin?
The lad that has plenty o' gear
Need-rietfer want a liauf or a hale ana
My dad hasago^d grey.i)i,are,
And yours lias twa cows and a lilly.
And that will be plenty of gear,
Sae Maggie, be nae sae ill-willy.
Indeed, Patie, I dinna ken,
But first ye maun spier at my daddy,
You are as well born as Ben,
And I oaM&Uiy but i am reaMv ;
There is plentyof yarn,i^^JjUQ^
To make me a. coat and a j w p y ;
And plaide^ e n e i i g h ^
G i f j c get it, I shanna scrimp ye.
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�Now, fare ye weel, my bonny Meg,
I'se W a weo smacky fa' on yen ; May my neck be as lang as my leg f ; .
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If I be an ill hii%nd unto you.
Sae gang ypixr way ham6 e now, '
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Mak' ready this day fifteen days,
And tell your father the news
That I'll be his son in great kindness.
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Then Maggie as bly.the as a wren
After a blast o* ill weather,
Gaed a' the haj^ gate singing hame,
To tell the glad news to her (father.,
But ay the auld man said to her, •
Ye'11 no be in this mind till Monday ^
0 never you mind, quo' Maggie,
For I got a kiss, to the bounty,
,ow bxiB t iiiodrfQion Itoos
Ik oT
It was nae lang after that,
Wha came to our bigging but Patie,
Weel drest in a braw new coat,
. Jmd wow but lie f o u g h t himself pretty,
His "bannet was little fr$e new,
In i t was a laop and a flitty,
, ";
To tie in a ribbon sae blue,
To bab at the neck o' his coatv,
1 a Iml
.ihufoid* .bV^Y?. * nh f*7/?!
Then Patie caane in with a
Said,'peace be here to the bigging,
You re welcome, quo' Willi am. come1 ben.
Or I wish5 it may rive frae the ^iggiiigf
Now draw in your seat and sit down, ,
And tell-us a^ydiir riews in a hurry ; :
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And haste ye Meg, and be done,
And hing on the* pan wi' the berry.
Quoth Fatie, my news is nae thrang,
Yestreen I was wi' his honour,
Fve ta'en three rigs o' braw land,
And ha'e bound myself under a bonnar.
And now my errant to you,
Is for Maggie to help me to labour,
I think you maun gi'es the best cow,
Because that our biddins but sober.
Well now, for to help you through,
Fll be M the cost o' the bridal,
111 cut the craig of the ewe
That had maist died of the side ill.
And that'll be plenty of bree,
Sae lang as our will is nae reisted,
TQ all the good neighbours and we,
j think we'll no be that ill feasted,
Quoth Patie' 0 that'll do well,
And I'll gi'e you your brose in the mornmg\
O kail that was made yestreen,
For I like it best in the forenoon,
Sae Tam the piper did play,
And ilka ane danc'd that was willing ;
And a' the lave they rank'd through,
And they held the stoupy ay filling.
The auld wives sat and they chow'd,
And when that the carles grew nappy,
They danc'd as weel as they dow'd,
Wi' a crack o' their thumbs and a kappie.
�7d
The lad that wore the white band,
tfdT
I think they caVl him Jamie Mather,
And he took the brWe h j the handr v
And cried to play up Maggy L'awderA
.maijIHTozuoy
THE LASS Q' GOWRIE.
)Y
Twas on a simmer s afternoon, d) -nlT
A wee before the sun gaed down,
My lassie wi' a braw new gown
Came o'er the hills to Gowrie.
H
.bnitlod jlal ed oiijsL 'iori
The rose-bud tingVI with morning showers*
Bloom'd fresh within the sunny bowers,
But Kitty was the fairest flower i()
That ever bloom'd in Gowrie.
'gnoi oa vorii jiohanq edT
I had nae thought to dae her' wrang,
But round her ne9k my arms I fla^g,
And said, My lassie, will ye gang, ?
To view the Carse o' Gowrie ?
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JjooJ* '§n3to 'jfh 'io't labnei 9ilT
111 tak' ye to my father's ha*,
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In yon green field- beside the shaw,
And mak' ye lady o' them a',
The brawest od? { ,in Gowrie.
wife >!ooi.f> uJj/o'ii i).»iA
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Soft kisses on her cheek I laid,
The blush upon lier cheek soon spread,
She whisper'd modestly, arid said,
4
I'll gang wi' you to G6#rie.
�The auld folk s&on gi
tbiw consent^
So? to . Mess John we quickly went,,
Wha tied us . to our heaift^ con tout,.
And now she's tady Gowrie!
YOUNG WILLIAM.
Young William was a seamair tiAie,
The darfijag of our bonny ereW!
k -r«
For blythe was h%l and kind; ./.
For thfwghvw iag^wf lubber
; ;
Right, loth he was to; go to-sea* ;
For Jane he left behind.
And Jemiy lovM, lint; all by- stealth,
Rer father hadmueh store of wmJtii,
Of Will fie would not hear; A M
Till criel change atdengtb reveaM'
The passion they so long conceal'd,
And William tet his 4?&r. ,
A friendly voice poor
A ruffian gang the youth assai Pd»
'Twa^ cfoiifr by cursed gold ;
The tender for the offing stood.
The cutte^ikimi#Vl tjie yieldjn^f
They cateh^hi^ihth& hold,;
She, troubled wqlks the be&qU in haste,
And troubl'd look'd the waste,
And by, the jio^f jng, w^xe.;
jx ^corpsp was warfiM, upon
>rFwa$ William, and >vit|i £,c&rs thajv^ore
Two loyers to the. graye,
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Five Favourite Songs. Kate Kearney. A Soldier's Song. Patie's Wedding. The Lass of Gowrie. Young William.
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Kate Kearney.
A Soldier's Song.
Patie's Wedding.
The Lass of Gowrie.
Young William.
Date
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[1840-1850] per University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks
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8 pages
16 cm
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43 printed at the bottom of the title-page.
Woodcut #62: Illustration on title-page of a young woman wearing a hat, dress, and shawl standing before a gate.
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Ballads and songs
Chapbooks - Scotland - Glasgow
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Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario Canada
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<a title="University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks" href="http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/">University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks </a>
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Glasgow: Printed for the Booksellers
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Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario
# 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