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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.
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Woodcut image of two dogs and a small house on the title-page.
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Ballads and songs
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