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C a p t a i n
WEDDERBURJSTS
COURTSHIP
To which is added,
The Wandering Boy
STIRLING:
Printed
and Svld, Whblesttk and
by WtMA<$XE, BcokseHer.
Ettail,
�CAPTAIN" WEi>lMBBURL'S
COURTSHIP-
The Lord of festlrrt daughter,
Waik'd lino' the woods her lane,,
And by came Captain Wedderburn,
A servant to the King s
H e said unto his servant man,
W e r e it not Against the law,
* 1 would tak& her to my own bed,
And lay her next the wa\
I'm walking here alone, she says,
Ar/uuig my father's trees
And you m&^lfet me walk - alone,
\
Kind Sir, now if you please j.
The supper-hell it will be rung,
And I'll be raiss'd, you know j.
So I will not lie fti your bed,
Neither at slock nor wa',
H e says, my pretty lady,.
I pray lend me your hand 5
And you*H have drums and trufcpc£$>.
Always at your command 5
And fifty men to $u&rd youIvitli,
W k o well their swords. c.aa draw >
\
�And well both lie in ae bed,
And tkofi's lie next thejva'.
O hold away from me, kind Sir.,
I pray let go my hand y
The supper-*bell it will be runpgf
N o longer must 1 stand : »
M y father he'll no sapper take,
If I be miss'd, you know
So Fil not lie in your bed,
Neither at sto^k nor wa\
Then says the pretty lady,
I pray tell me-your name j
M y name is Captain Wedderhura,
A servant to the king.
Tho* thy father and his men were here,
Of them I'd stand no a^ve,
But jtvo.uld take thee into my bed,
And lay thee next the w a .
H e lighted off his milk-white steed,
And set this lady on,
And held her by tljje milk-white hand,
Even as they rode alone y
H e held her by the middle jump,
For fear that she should fa',
And said, I'll take thee to my W ,
And lay ihee nsxt the wa*.
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,
He^frok her to Ji:s locl^rng-housc,
H i s landlady lqok#d heiv;
4Safys, many ladies til Jidiijfeurghi Fve seen,,
But never such a one
f ^ r such a pretty face as this,
'
l a It I never saw,
G o ipafce her up a doWn-bed,
And
her npxt the wa,?.
O lipid a way from me, k\nx\ Sir,
JH.
I pray you l$fc me he 5
T o r X will not go to your tetl,
Till you d^ess me dishes ih&ee ;
Pishes three yo-u m*st dress to nie,
I f I ihmUl eat them a',
Before that I lie in your bedf
Either at stotfk o.r
0 I must, have to my kr^per,
A cherry without -a --artone
And I mast have to my 9 1 ppe r,
*
A chicken without a bone y
Aqfl I must have to
supp|r,
A bird wkhotii a ga*,
Before I lie into youu bed,
Either at afcoc-k ox wa',
V f e n the cherry h ifrfca the hfeoni^
s p e it halt! no -tttoe $
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And when the chicken is in it's shell,
I'm sure it hath no bone
The dove it is a gentle bird,
It flies without a ga',
And we shall both lie in ae bed,
And thouJs lie next the wa\
Hold away from me, kind 'Sir,
I pray you give me o er,
j&o'r.I will not go to your bed.
Till you tell me qdesirous four.
Questions four yo* must te 1 me,.
And that is twa and iwa,
Or I will noi lie in yuur bed,
Neither afe stock nor wa\
You must g f t me some winter fruit)
That in December g r e w j
And I must have a silk maotel,
That waft was ne'er cad thro" j
What bird sings be si, what wood bu^
What dew does on them fa* 5
Afid then Til lie into your bed,
Ef^her at stock ot
M y father has some winter fruit,
That aw December grew \
M y mother has a silk mantle,
Tiiat waft was ne\r ca'd thro' \
�The eoek crows first, cider bud3 first,
The dew does on them f a ' ;
So we'll both lie into xe bed,
And thou's lie next the wa'.
Hold away from me, kind Sir,
And do not me perplex \
For IM! not lie into yonr bed,
Till you tell ine questions six.
Questions six you must tell to me,
And that is four and ttfa,
Before I lie into your bed,
Either at stock or wa\
What is greener than the grass^
What's higher than the trees \
And what is wtrse than woman's voice,
What's deeper than the seas.
A sparrow s horn, a priest unborn,
This night to join us twa ;
Before i lie into your bed,
Either at* st^ck or waV
Death is greener than the grass \
Sky's higher than the trees \
The devil's worse than woman's voice,
Hell's deeper xhasn the seas ;
A sparrow's horn yoa may well get,
There's one on every pa',
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And two upon the.gab. of it,
And you shall have them a*.
The priest he's standing at the gate,
Jusfc ready to come in j
N o man can say. that he was born.
N o many without a sin.
A hole c&iin his mother's side,
H e from the same did far;
So we shall both lie in ae bed,
And thou's Ue «oxt the wa\
O little did this lady think,
That mtrning when she rose,
That it was t© be the very last,
Of all her maiden days.
But there is not in the king's realta,
T o be found a blyther twa y
And now they tie into ae bed,
And she li«s next the wa\
THE WANDERING
BOY.
When the winter wind whistles along the wild moor,
The cottager shuts on the beggar his door,
When the chilling tear stands in my comfortless eye,
H o w hard is the fate of the w a t e r i n g boy^
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The whiter u cold and I have no place of test,
M y heart is so cold that it heats in my breast,
3STo father, np mother, no kindred have I,
For 1 am the poor little, Wandering Boy. I once had a home, I once had a sire,
A mother who gi anted each infant desire,
Onr cottage it stood embower'd in a vale,
Where the ring-dove it warbled its sorrowful tale.
But hiy father and mother were summoned away,
They left me to hard-ijearted strangers a
I fled from their rigour with many a sigh,
Bui now I am left a poor Wandering Boy.
The winter is cold, and the sndw loads the gale,
There is no one will listen to my innocent tale,
I will go to the grave where my parents do lie,
An<J death shall*be&itnff the poor Wandering Boy*
FINIS.
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The Wandering Boy.
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[1820-1830?] per University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks
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8 pages
15 cm
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Woodcut image of a hunt scene on the title-page.
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Stirling: Whiteside and Rexall
# of Woodcuts: 1
Activity: hunting
Animal: dog(s)
Animal: horse(s)
Architecture: fence
Bib Context: title-page
Chapbook Date: 1821-1830
Chapbook Genre: ballads & songs
Chapbook Publisher - Stirling: W. Macnie
Gender: man/men
Nature: tree(s)
Object: whip
Outdoor Scene
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Seven Fashionable Songs.
The Star of the East.
Ah!
why did I gather.
Are you angry Mother.
Come buy my Cherries.
Dunois the Brave.
Hope told a flattering tale,
Up, Comrades, up.
KILMARNOCK:
Printed for
the
Booksellers,
�T H E S T A R OF T H E
EAST.
O
F late you have heard of two lovers
That lived near yon castle so h i g h ;
T o the green woods they cftimes resorted,
While the owl from the forest did cry,
W h e n he-gazM on the blooming young creature^
Her beauteous enchanting eyes,
Evinced her heart it was captured
By one that soon did her despise.
They ranged the woods with great pleasure;
Their weary limbs oft did repose v
A "large spreading oak was their covert, :
'Twas there they their minds did disclose.
H e told her her worth was so precious,
That he never could her deceive y
Enraptuf'd with love she exclaimed,
If you do, my death on you I'll leave.
T h e rays of her pleasure shone brighter
Than the beams of the sun from on high5
But a dark dismal cloud soon appeared,
Proclaiming her ruin was nigh.
A breeze from that ocean of falsehood,
Did poison her pleasure with woe,
Till the heart of this young blooming creature
With sorrow was made for to flow.
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UnmovM with the groans that she utter'd*
He wantonly to her did say,
For marriage 1 am not disposed,
Then homeward he set ombu way.
She cried, remember your promise,
For you know that to you Tm with child:
Aspiring for one ikac v/as greater,
Th® star of the East he beguiPd.
Distracted she ran thjo' the woodlands,
Her boson) still heaving with pain ?
No answer wa« made to her sighing,
But the rocks that re-echoed again*
Soon death's icy drops hang suspended
On the brow of this beauty betray'd
To those boisterous waves she's now beaded,
In death's robes she now is array'd.
When I visit the tomb of this lassie,
Some spirit it whispers to me,
A victim to love lies here ouried,
Where youth bloom'd in every eye.
No more by yon castle she wanders,
T o love she is no more a slave,
Bereaved of all earthly comforts,
Sne mouldering now lies in the grayf?
AH!
WHY
DID 1 G A T H E R .
A H ! why did I gather
(kli^a-re flower,
W h y pluck the young bud iron* the tree ?
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T w c u k l there have bloom'd lovely for many a *
hour,
And how soon will it perish with me ?
Already its beautiful texture decays,
Already it fades on my sight;
Mis thus that chill rancour too often o'erpowert
The moments of transient delight.
W h e n eagerly pressing enjoyment too near,
Its blossoms we gacher In haste;
H o w oft thus we mourn with a penitent tear^
O'er the joys which we lavished in waste:'
This elegant flower had I left it at rest*
Might still have delighted' my eyes;
But pluck-d prematurely, and pkc'd in my breast,
It languishes, withers, and dies.
ARE YOU ANGRY
MOTHER.
A R E you angry mother ? — mother, no ! no no !
no n o !
Should I sad and peevish g r o w , — 1 1 0 ! no n o !
no n o !
W h e n I see our sky so bright,
A n d our fields so warm with light,
Oh ! I feel as I had wings,
A n d the heart within me sings.
T h e n , it may be I'm too gay,
But forgive me, mother, p r a y ;
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B e not angry with your boy,
One cross look will mar his joy,
Be not angry, & c .
Is it my fault that my heart
Sometimes plays too wild a part f
O f t when I have tried to be
G r a v e as age could fancy m e ;
Stepping with a sober pace,
Looking wit** a sober face,
Still my heart is wildly gay,
Spite of all I do or say.
Be not angry, & c .
COME B U Y
MY
CHERRIES,
C O M E buy my cherries beauteous lasses,
Fresh from the garden pluck'd by me *,
All on a summer's day so gay, sweet fruit and
flow'rs I cry,
Come then fair lasses pray, and of poor Sally
buy.
Come buy my roses youthful lovers,
And weave a garland for each maiden's hair j
All on a summer's day so gay, O h ! let not pleasure fly,
Come then fond lovers pray, and of poor Sally
buy.
�Sigh not that blossoms are so fleeting,
But sieze the treasure-tho' soon 'twill f a d e ;
Thus like a summer's day so gay, life's bloom will
gently fly,
Come then young lovers pray, and of poor
Sally buy.
BUNOIS THE
BRAVE.
I F was Dunois, the youagaiid brave, was bound
for Palestine,
But first he made his orisons before St. Mary's
shrine;
«« And grant immortal Queen of H e a v e n , w a s
still the soldier's prayer,
i s That I may prove the bravest knight, and love
the fairest fair." %
His oath of honour on the shrine,he gray'd it witk
his sword,
And follow ? d to the Holy Land the banner of his
Lord;
Where,, faithful to his noble vow, his war-cry
fill'd the air—
" Be honoured aye the bravest knight, beloved the
fairest fair,"
They owed the conquest to his arm, and this his
liege~!ord said,
" The heart that has for honour beat, by bliss
must be repaid—.
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My daughter Isabel and thou shall be a wedded
pair,
For thou art bravest of the brave, she the fairest
of the fair."
And then they bound the holy knot before S t
Mary's shrine,
That makes a Paradise on earth, if hearts and
hands combine*
And every Lord and Lady bright that were in
chapel there*
Cried* " Honoured be the bravest knight-^b©loved the fairest fair."
UP, COMRADES,
UP.
UP 5 comrades, up—see the morn's o'er the mountains,
Rouse from your slumber and rush on the foe ;
Though bright and clear now, e'er ev'ning the
fountains,
Dark with the blood of the slaughter^ shall
flow i
our last struggle for freedom and honour,
Blow your wild trumpets and call up the brave !
Fight for your country—shame is upon her !
On to the conflict, to die or to save.
Farewell, ye dear ones, that e'er the invader,
Wasted our vallies, h&ve &often'd and ch&rm'd.;
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T h e hearts of our country with feelings that made
her
Best belov'd home that romance ever warm'd.
H e r e to guitar we've been sighing inglorious ;
But spear and shield to our grasp now are giv'n,
W e ' l l meet again e'er the night, if victorious,
i f not, adieu t h e n — w e l l meet yet in heaven!
U p , comrades, up—see the morn's o'er the m o u n tains,
R o u s e from your slumbers and rush on the foe,
Though bright and clear now, e'er ev'ning the
fountains,
D a r k with the blood of the slaughter'd shall
flow;
A n d though w e d i e — w e shall yet live in story,
T r u e hearts w e l l prove to our country and
name,
Death may have terrors ; but still there's a glory,
In dying for native land, freedom, and fame.
HOPE TOLD
A FLUTTERING
H O P E told a flatt'ring tale,
That joy would soon return,
A h ! nought my sighs avail,
For L o v e is doom'd to mourn.
O h ! where's-the flatt'rer gone ?
F r o m me for ever flown,
T h e happy dream of love is o'er,
A n d life, alas ! can charm no more.
FINIS.
TALE.
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Seven Fashionable Songs. The Star of the East. Ah! why did I gather. Are you angry Mother. Come buy my Cherries. Dunois the Brave. Hope told a flattering tale. Up, Comrades, up.
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The Star of the East.
Ah! why did I gather.
Are you angry Mother.
Come buy my Cherries.
Dunois the Brave.
Hope told a flattering tale.
Up, Comrades, up.
Extent
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8 pages
Description
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Woodcut image of two dogs and a small house on the title-page.
Subject
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Ballads and songs
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Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada
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Chapbook #26 in a bound collection of 40 chapbooks
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English
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Kilmarnock: Printed for the Booksellers
# of Woodcuts: 1
Animal: dog(s)
Architecture: barn
Bib Context: title-page
Chapbook Date: no date
Chapbook Genre: ballads & songs
Chapbook Publisher - Kilmarnock: Printed for the Booksellers
Nature: tree(s)
Outdoor Scene
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A COLLECTION OF
S O N OS,
CONTAIXINO
XVI.
110SLIN C \STLE.
B L A C K - E Y E D SUSAN.
JACK-ASSES O V E R T H E W A T E R .
MY WIFE SHE H A D A RED RED NOSE.
SOLDIER R E S T ! T H Y W A R E F A R E O'ER.
T H E LOVING
PRINTED
QUAKER.
�Roslin Casfle*
"Twas in that reason o f the year,
W h e n a!J thirty gay^and sweet appeal^
T h a t Colin, with the^morning ray,
A r o s e and sung his rural jay.
Of Nannie's charms the shepherd sung*
T h e hills and dales with Nannie rung ;
W h i l e IlosJin e i ^ l e heard the swain,
A n d echoed hack the cheerful strain.
A wake, sweet Muse ! the breathing spring
W i t h rapture warms, awake and sing !
A w a k e and join the vocal throng-,
W h o hail the morning with a s o n g ;
T o Nannie rau-e the cheerful lay ;
O ! hid her haste and come a w a y ; In sweetest smiles herself adorn,
A n d add new graces to the morn !
O hark, friy love ! on evVy spray,
Each feat herd warbler tunes his lay ;
' l i s beauty fires the ravish'd throng,
A n d love 'inspires the melting s o n g ;
T h e n let my rapturd notes arise,
F o r beauty d a n s from Nannie's eyes,
A n d love my rising bosom warms,
A n d fills my soul with sweet alarms.
O come, my love ! thy Colin's lay
W i t h rapture eaiis, O come away I
C o m e , wbiie the M u s e this wreath shall twine
A r o u n d that' m c d : [ b : o f ^ K t r e /
''
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0 ! hither haste, and with thee bring
T h a t beauty blooming like the spring,
Those-graces that divinely shine,
A n d charm this ravish'd breast o f m i n e !
BlackAll in the D o w n s the fleet lay moor'd,
T h e streamers waving in the wind,
"When black-eyed Sysau eame on board,
Oh ! where shall I my true-love find ?
Tell me, y e jovial sailors, tell me true,
If my sweet William sails among y o u r crew.
William, who high upon the yard,
R o c k ' d wit ft t lie hi Hows to a nd f r o .
Soon as her well known voice he heard,
H e s i g l f d , and cast 1 !
The cord slides
And quick
So the sweet J
Shuts close
IF eh a nee
And d
T h e n<
Might
Susan, Susan,, lovely
M y vows shall ever u
u
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Let me kiss off that falling tear,
o ^ T
W e only part to meet again :
Change as ye list, ye winds, my heart shall be
T h e faithful compass that still points to thee.
Believe not what the landsmen say,
W h o tempt with doubts thy constant mind ;
They'll tell thee, sailors, when away,
In evVy port a mistress find ;
Y e s , yes, believe them when they tell thee so,
F o r thou art present wheresoe'er I go.
I f to far India's coast we sail,
. T h y eyes are seen in diamonds bright,
T h y breath is Afric's spicy gale,
T h y skin is ivory so white ;
T h u s ev'ry beauteous object that I view,
Wakes in my soul some charm of lovely Sue.
Tho* battle calls me from thy arms,
Let not my pretty Susan mourn ;
T h o ' cannons roar, yet safe from harms,
William shall to his dear return ;
L o v e turns aside the balls that round me fly,
Lest precious tears should drop from Susan's eye.
T h e boatswain gave the dreadful word,
T h e sails their swelling bosoms spread,
N o longer must she stay on board ;
T h e y kiss'd, she sigh'd, he hung his head :
H e r lessening boat unwilling rows to land,
Adieu, she cried, and wav'd her lily hand*
�Jack-Asses over the Water.
March ! march ! Cripplegate, Horselydown ;
W h y , my flints, do ye not forward to slaughter ?
March ! march ! eyes right, don't tumble down,
All our Jack-asses are over the water !
Many a body blow,
Tailors can make so, so,
Fortune will crown us who boldly have sought her,
Knights of the thimble then
Fight tho' "ninth parts of men,"
All our Jack-asses are over the water I
Come from the shop-board where cross-leg\l you're
stitching,
Come from the den where the cabbage you stow,
Come from the goose hissing hot in the kitchen,
Come with the sleeve board ye sheer men of bow.
Jews' harps are sounding,
War-asses bounding;
Measure your distance, press on the slaughter.
Draw up in line exact,
(Don't mind that cataract,)
All our Jack-asses are over the water.
March ! march ! &c.
My Wifo she had a Red Red Nose.
M y wife she had a red, red nose,
And a face like a full m o o n ;
Her voice was like a fiddle, when
Completely out of tune !
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A w l , flie an oilier fair t had j e t , .
Which now Fil tell to you ;
^Twas when she couiri th& liquor get,
She'd drink till all was blue.
She'd d a n k till .all was b l u e — h e would;
She'd drink'.
She drank till all was b l u e — s h e did,
A n d when s h e c o u l d no' more, ^
She laid her down and died—she did,.
A s some have done before.
I know not where Her Spirit's gone,
ljut this much
declare,
I f she's the same in taste and tone,
L o r d help the spirits there I
£ojrd help the spirits there^—say I !
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L o r d help, &c-
Soulier, Hea l thy Warfare O'er
Sol d i er, rest I t h y wa r fa re o'e r,
Sleep the sleep that knows r\ot breaking ;
Dream o f batU'd fields n o rn^ore.
Days of danger, nights of waking.
In our isle's enchanted hall,
Hands unseen thy couch are strewing,
F$ir y strains o f rnu sic fa} 1,
E v e r y lense in slumber dewing ;
Soldier, rest ! thy warfare; o'er,
Dream o f battl'd fields no more ;
Sieep the sleep that knows not breaking,,
M o r n o f toil, nor night of waking..
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N o rude sound shall reach thine etff,
Armours clang, nor war-steed champing*
T r u m p nor pibroclh sbmmon here,
Mastering clan, or squadron tramping.
Y ^ M f e - l & W f c slinIi-'fife.-:iTaay:iDo«ie,
A t the day-break, from the fallow,
A n d the bittern sound his drum.
Booming from the sedgy shallow,
R u d e r sounds shall none be near,
Guards nor wardens challenge here,
Here's no war-steeds neigh and champing*
Shouting clans, nor squadron stamping.
Huntsman, rest ! thy chase is done,
W h i l e our slumberous spells assail y e ,
Dream not with the rising sun.,
Bugles lie re shall sound reveille,
Sl^ ep ! the ; deer is in Ins den,
S l e e p ! thy hounds are by thee l y i n g ;
Sleep ! nor cream in yonder glen,
H o w thy gallant steed lay dying.
Huntsman, rest / thy chase is d o n e ,
IMiink not of the risurg stin.,
F o r , at dawning, to assail ye,
H e r e no bugle sound reve-iliie-.
The Loving Quaker.
Verily, ah, how m y heart keepeth bumping,
A pendulum 'gainst my tough ribs loudly thumping,
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O r a mouse in a rat trap, that's to and fro jumping,
' T i s truth now, by yea, and by nay,
And it's u m p h ! u m p h ! what can the matter be,
Umph ! umph, what can the matter be,
M o v ' d by the spirit so, what can the matter be,
Ephraim, thouYt going astray.
Y e a , marvellous 'twas, when mine eyes first went
roving,
From meek sister Sarah towards vanity moving,
I found a profane one, it was I was loving,
' T i s truth, &e.
T w a s folly's vain garment, the maid smil'd so
good in,
Y e a , silk hose, and pumps, on the pavement she
stood in,
W h i c h stirr'd up my zeal, as you'd stir up a pudding.
T i s truth, &c.
W h e n I , yea and 'nay ever pronounce to deceive
her,
M a y I bow down my body to take off my beaver,
I would cherish the maiden for ever and ever.
B y yea, and nay, this much I own,
A n d 'tis umph, umph, what can the matter be,
U m p h , umph, what can the matter be,
I verily long to know what can the matter be,
W h e n she is bone of my bone.
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Title
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A Collection of Songs, &c. No. XVI Containing Roslin Castle. Black-Eyed Susan. Jack-Asses over the Water. My wife she had a red red nose. Soldier Rest! Thy warefare o'er. The Loving Quaker.
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Roslin Castle.
Black-Eyed Susan.
Jack-Asses over the Water.
My wife she had a red red nose.
Soldier Rest! Thy warefare o'er.
The Loving Quaker.
Extent
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8 pages
Is Part Of
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Chapbook #31 in a bound collection of 40 chapbooks
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Woodcut image of a shepherd with his dog playing an instrument, being watched by a woman in a tree on the title-page.
Subject
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Ballads and songs
Contributor
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Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada
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In the public domain; For high quality reproductions, contact Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph. libaspc@uoguelph.ca, 519-824-4120, Ext. 53413
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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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Edinburgh: Printed for the Bookseller
# of Woodcuts: 1
Animal: dog(s)
Bib Context: title-page
Chapbook Date: no date
Chapbook Genre: ballads & songs
Chapbook Publisher - Edinburgh: Printed for the Booksellers
Gender: man/men
Gender: woman/women
Musical Instrument: flute
Nature: hill(s)
Nature: mountain(s)
Nature: tree(s)
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Printed by G. Caldwell
Date
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no date
Title
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Woodcut on title-page of a man sitting at a dinner table reaching out to a dog.
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Woodcut 006: Title-page illustration of a man sitting at a dinner table; he is reaching out to a dog.
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Title
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Margaret And The Minister; A True Tale, To Which is Added, Soda Water
Description
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Printed below title: 'She ne'er before saw sicken fairlies, Sae mony antic turly-whurlies' printed below title
Woodcut #06: Illustration on title-page of a man sitting at dinner table reaching out to a dog.
Contributor
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Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada
Rights
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In the public domain; For high quality reproductions, contact Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph. libaspc@uoguelph.ca, 519-824-4120, Ext. 53413
Language
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English
Identifier
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<a href="https://ocul-gue.primo.exlibrisgroup.com/permalink/01OCUL_GUE/mrqn4e/alma9953133973505154">s0042b27</a>
Extent
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8 pages
Is Referenced By
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Scottish Chapbook Catalogue: Glasgow, Edinburgh Central
Is Part Of
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A bound collection of 37 chapbooks; Chapbook #20
Alternative Title
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Soda Water
Format
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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.
Subject
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Religion and Morals
Chapbooks - Scotland - Paisley
Alcohol
Source
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Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario
Publisher
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Paisley: G. Caldwell
Type
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poetry
Creator
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Lochore, Robert, 1762-1852
Date
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no date
Activity: dining
Animal: dog(s)
Bib Context: title-page
Chapbook Date: no date
Chapbook Publisher - Paisley: G. Caldwell
Fashion (Clothing): breeches
Fashion (Clothing): jacket
Fashion (Clothing): pants
Fashion (Clothing): scarves
Fashion (Clothing): upper class
Fashion (Clothing): waist coat
Food & Drink
Furniture: chair(s)
Furniture: table(s)
Gender: man/men
Indoor Scene