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SIX
L O V E SONGS
JOCKEY TO THE FAIR.
W H A ' S AT T H E WINDOW,
WHA?
FAIREST OF THE FAIR.
THE F L O W E R O' D U M B L A N E .
THE MAID OF ARUNDEL.
F A R EWELL,
F A R E W E L L.
GLASGOW r
PRINTED FOR THE BOOKSELLERS.
34.
�SONGS.
WHA'S AT THE WINDOW,
WHA?
O wha's at the window, wha ? wha ?
0 wha's at tli© window, wha ? wha ?
Wha but blythe Jamie Glen,
He's come sax miles and ten,
To tak bonnie Jeanie awa, awa,
To tak bonnie Jeanie awa.
He has plighted his troth, an' a', an' a\
Leal love to gi'e, an' a', an' a',
And sae has she dune,
By a' that's aboon ;
For he loe's her, she lo'es him 'boon a', 'boon a*
He lo'es her, she lo'es him 'boon a'.
Bridal maidens are braw, braw,
0 bridal maidens are braw, braw,
But the bride's modest e'e,
And warm cheek, are to me
'Boon pearl ens and brooches, an* a', an' a\
'Boon pearlens and brooches, an' a'.
There's mirth on the green, in the ha', the ha\
There's mirth on the green, in the ha',
�There's laughing, there's quaffing,
There's jesting, there's daffing,
But the bride's father's blythest of a', of a',
But the bride's father's blythest of a'.
It's no that she's Jamie's ava, ava,
It's no that she's. Jamie's ava, ava,
That my heart is sae wearie,
When a' the lave's cheerie,
But it's just that she'll aye be awa, awa,
But it's just that she'll aye be awa.
THE FLOWER 0 '
DUMBLANE.
The sun had gane down o'er the lofty Benlomond,
And left the red clouds to preside o'er the scene ;
While lanely I stray in the calm simmer gloaming,
To muse on sweet Jessie, the flower o' Dumblane.
0 sweet is the brier wi' its saft faulding blossom,
And sweet is the birk wi' its mantle o' green;
Yet sweeter and fairer, and dear to this bosom,
Is lovely young Jessie, the flower o' Dumblane.
She's modest as ony, and blythe as she's, bonny,
For guileless simplicity marks her its ain ;
And far be the villain, divested of feeling,
Wha'd blight in its blossom the flower o' Dumblane
Sing on, thou sweet mavis, thy hymn to the e'ening,
Thou'rt dear to the echoes of Calderwood glen,
Sae dear to this bosom, sae artless and winning,
Is charming young Jessie, the flower o' Dumblane.
�4
How lost were my days till I met with my Jessie,
The sports of the city seem'd foolish and vain ;
I ne'er saw a nymph I would ca' my dear lassie,
Till charm'd wi* sweet Jessie, the flower o* Dumblane,
Tho' mine were the station of loftiest grandeur,
Amidst its profusion I'd languish in pain ;
And reckon as naething the height o' its splendour,
If wanting sweet Jessie, the flower o* Dumblane.
T H E M A I D OF A R U N D E L .
Thou fairest of the fairest maids,
In Arundel's embowering shades,
When beauty smiles in all her charms,
And love's delighted bosom warms,
With thee I woo each sylvan scene,
Of fragrant bower and arbour green,
While smiling hope our care dispels,
We bless the shades of Arundel.
When twilight steals along the world,
And wandering shepherds leave the fold,
To woo the bower, the scented grove,
And sigh upon the lips of love ;
Again my lovely Rosalie,
With bounding heart I fly to thee,
Love's dear and fond delights to tell
Amid the shades of Arundel.
As wandering by the castle mound,
Or moving in the festive round,
�o
I feel the power of love divine,
Bright beaming in these eyes of thine.
And sweeter is thine artless tale,
Than midnight song of nightingale,
Soft dying on the breezy swell
That fan the shades of Arundel.
JOCKEY TO T H E
FAIR.
'Twas on the morn of sweet May-day,
When Nature painted all things gay,
Taught birds to sing, and lambs to play,
And gild the meadows fair ;
Young Jockey early on the morn
Arose, and tript it o'er the lawn,
For Jenny vow'd away to run
With Jockey to the Fair ;
For Jenny vow'd away to run
With Jockey to the Fair.
The cheerful parish bells had rung,
With eager steps he trudg'd along,
While garlands round him hung
Which shepherds us'd to wear:
He tapt the window, 44 Haste my dear,"
Jenny impatient cried, " Who's there I"
" 'Tis I, my love, and no one near,
Step gently down, you've nought to fear,
With Jockey to the Fair ;
Step gently down, &c.
�6
" My dad and mammy's fast asleep,
My brother's up and with the sheep,
And will you still your promise keep
Which I have heard you swear ?
And will you ever constant prove ?
44 1 will, by all the powers above,
And ne'er deceive my charming dove:
Dispel those doubts, and haste my love,
With Jockey to the Fair
Dispel those doubts, &c.
" Behold the ring," the shepherd cried,
" Will Jenny be my charming bride?
Let Cupid be our happy guide,
And Hymen meet us there."
Then Jockey did his vows renew,
He would be constant, would be true,
His word was pledg'd, away she flew
With Jockey to the Fair ;
O'er cowslips tript, &c.
In raptures meet the joyful train,
Their gay companions, blithe and young,
Each join the dance, each join the throng.
To hail the happy pair ;
In turns there's none so fond as they,
They bless the kind propitious day,
The smiling morn of blooming May,
When lovely Jenny ran away
With Jockey to the Fair ;
When lovely Jenny, &c.
�7
F A I R E S T OJ? T H E
FAIR.
0 Nannie, wilt thou gang wi' me,
Nor sigh to leave the flaunting town ;
Can silent glens have charms for thee,
The lowly cot, and russet gown ?
Nae langer drest in silk and sheen,
Nae langer deck'd wi' jewels rare,
Say, canst thou quit each courtly scene,
Where thou wert fairest of the fair O Nannie, when thou'rt far away,
Wilt thou not cast a look behind ?
Say, canst thou face the parching ray,
Nor shrink before the wintry wind ?
0 can that saft and gentlest mien
Severest hardships learn to bear,
Nor sad, regret each courtly scene,
Where thou wert fairest of the fair ?
O Nannie, canst thou love so true,
Thro' perils keen wi' me to gae ?
Or when thy swain mishap shall rue,
To share with him the pang of wae.
And when invading pains befal,
Wilt thou assume the nurse's care,
Nor wishful those gay scenes recal,
Where thou wert fairest of the fair ?
And when at last thy love shall die,
Wilt thou receive his parting breath ?
Wilt thou repress each struggling sigh,
And cheer with smiles the bed of death
�8
And wilt thou o'er his much-lov'd clay
Strew flowers, and drop the tender tear ;
Nor then regret those scenes so gay,
Where thou wert fairest of the fair I
FAREWELL,
FAREWELL.
Farewell, farewell, dear Erin's Isle!
My native land, adieu!
I've seen thy hours of sunshine smile,
And mark'd thy sorrows too.
The pale moon trembles on the deep,
But ere the morning dawn,
Th© winds will only hear me weep
For thee, my Peggy Bawn.
And though I haste beyond the sea,
Where sweeter scenes may smile,
My heart unchanged will turn to tliee,
My own, my native isle.
But now a long, a kind farewell,
To mountain, grove, and lawn,
While tears alone my parting tell,
From thee, my Peggy Bawn.
�
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Six love songs. Jockey to the fair. Wha's at the window, wha? Fairest of the fair. The flower o' Dumblane. The maid of Arundel. Farewell, farewell.
Subject
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Courtship and Marriage
Chapbooks - Scotland - Glasgow
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1840-1850 per University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks
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English
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Jockey to the fair.
Wha's at the window, wha?
Fairest of the fair.
The flower o' Dumblane.
The maid of Arundel.
Farewell, farewell.
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8 pages
15 cm
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Woodcut #62: Illustration on title-page of a young woman wearing a hat, dress, and shawl standing before a gate.
'34' is printed at the bottom of the title page
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Purchased through Jane Grier Family Trust. 2012
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University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks <a href="%20University%20of%20Glasgow%20Union%20Catalogue%20of%20Scottish%20Chapbooks%20%20http%3A//special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/">http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/</a>
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In the public domain; For higher quality reproductions, contact Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph. libaspc@uoguelph.ca 519-824-4120, Ext 53413
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Glasgow: Printed for the Booksellers
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ballads & songs
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Chapbook Date: 1841-1850
Chapbook Genre: ballads & songs
Chapbook Publisher - Glasgow: Printed for the Booksellers
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ROSANNA;
THE OXFORD TRAGEDY.
IN
T W O
P A R T S .
PART I.—How Fair Rosanna, of the City of Oxford,
was by a young Gentleman betrayed of her virginity.
PA&T II.—His cruelty in murdering her, and how a
rose-bush sprung upon her grave, which blossoms
all the year through ; and how the murder came to
be found out, by his cropping the rose, &c.
GLASGOW:
PRINTED FOR TIIE BOOKSELLERS.
�TBE
OXFORDSHIRE TRAGEDY.
PART
I.
Young virgins fair, of beauty bright,
And you tliat are of Cupid's fold,
Unto my tragedy draw near,
F o r it's as true as ever was told.
In Oxford liv'd a lady fair,
The daughter of a worthy knight,
A gentleman that lived near,
Was enamoured with her beauty bright.
Rosanna was this maiden's name,
The flower of fair Oxfordshire
This gentleman a-courting caie.
Begging her to be his dear.
Her youthful heart to love inclin'd,
Young Cupid bent bis golden bow,
And left his golden dart behind,
Which proved Rosanna's overthrow.
Within the private groves they'd walk,
And valleys where the lambs d o play,
Sweet pleasant tales of love they'd talk,
For to pass away the summer's day.
My charming lovely Rose, said he,
See how the pleasant flowers spring
The pretty birds on every tree,
With melody the groves do ring.
�3
I nothing want for to delight
M y soul, but those charms of thine ;
Our hearts are fix'd, therefore my dear
Like turtle-doves let us combine.
Let me embrace my heart's delight
Within this pleasant bower here,
This bank of violets for our bed,
Shaded with these sweet roses fair.
She said, what can you mean, I pray?
I am a noble lady born,
W h a t signifies my beauty bright,
That's a trifle when my honour's gone.
M y parents they will me disdain,
Young virgins they will me deride,
Oh ! do not prove my overthrow,
If you love me, stay till I am your bride.
Sweet angel bright, I here do vow,
By all the powers that are divitie,
I'll ne'er forsake my dearest dear,
Y o u re the girl that doth my heart confine.
But if you will me still delay,
This sword shall quickly end the woe ;
Then from her arms he flew straightway,
In fury out his sword he drew.
Her hands as white as lilies fair,
Most dreadfully she-then did wring,
And for the j e w e l she had lost,
She said, my death's approaching.
�4
It only brings my fatal fall.
It's I that must receive the wound :
T h e crimson dye forsook his cheek,
At his feet she dropp'd upon the ground.
Thus innocence he did betray,
Full sore against her chaste desire,
True love is a celestial charm,
But the flame of love is a raging fire.
But when her senses did revive,
H e many vows and oaths did make,
That he'd for ever true remain,
Her company, would not forsake.
PART
II.
Into the lonely valley she
W o u l d often wander all alone;
Sighing sadly to assuage her grief,
Thus in the bower would often mourn.
Oh that I was some pretty bird,
That I might fly and hide my shame,
Oh silly maid, for to believe
All the fair delusions of a man.
The harmless lamb can sport and pray,
T h e turtle constant to his mate,
Nothing so wretched is as I,
T o love a man that does me hate.
�5
I will to him a letter send,
Remembering of the oath he made,
Within the tender bower where
M y tender heart he first betrayed.
Her trembling hand a letter wrote,
M y dearest dear, what must I do ?
Alas I what have I done, that I
A m forsaken and forgot by yon ?
I could have many a lord of fame,
W h o little knows my misery ;
I did forsake a worthy knight,
'Tis for the love I bear to thee.
And now my little infant dear
Will quickly spread abroad my shame,
One line of comfort to me send,
Ere by your cruelty I am slain.
This answer he to her did send,
Y o u r insolence amazeth me,
T o think that I should marry one
With whom before I have been free.
Indeed I will no father be
Unto any bastard you may bear,
So take no further thought of rne,
No more from you pray let me hear.
When she this letter did receive.
She wrung her hands and wept full sore,
And every day she still would range,
T o lament within that pleasant bower
�6
The faithless wretch began to think
H o w noble were her parents dear.
H e said, I sure will punished be,
Soon as the story they shall hear.
So then the devil he did begin
T o enter in his wretched mind,
H e r precious life he then must have,
An opportunity thus he did find.
H e many times had watch'd her out
Into the pleasant valley, where
One day he privately did go,
W h e n he knew the lady was not there.
And privately he dug a grave,
Underneath an oaken tree ;
Then in the branches he did hide,
For to act this piece of cruelty.
Poor harmless soul, she nothing knew,
A s usual she went there alone,
And on a bank of violets she
In mournful silence sat her down.
Of his unkindness did complain,
At length she did the grave espy,
She rose indeed to view the same,
Little thinking he was so nigh.
Y o u gentle gods so kind, said she,
Did you this grave for me prepare :
H e then descended from the tree,
Saying, strumpet, thy death is near.
�7
Oh, welcome, welcome, she replied,
As long as by your hands I die,
This is a pleasant marriage bed,
I'm ready—use your cruelty.
But may the heavens bring to light
T h y crime, and thus let it appear:
Winter and summer on this grave,
May the damask rose in bloom spring here.
Never wither though 'tis cropp'd,
But when thy hand doth touch the same,
Then may the bloom that minute blast,
T o bring to light thy bitter shame.
More she'd have said, but with his sword
H e pierced her tender body through,
Then threw her in the silent grave,
A n d filled the grave close up again.
With weeds the same did overspread,
Then unconcerned straight went home,
Immediately went he to his bed,
And thought no more of what he'd done.
The loss of their young daughter dear,
Her parents much did grieve,
She was sought after far and near,
For to all the riches she was heir.
'Tis twelve months since that this was done,
There's thousands for a truth doth know't
And many wonder'd at the same,
For all the winter it did spring.
�If any one did crop that rose,
In a moment it would grow again ;
This thing was blaz'd the country round,
A n d thousands went the same to see.
He amongst the rest must curious be,
T o go and see if it was true,
And when unto the place he came,
The beauteous rose he saw in bloom.
The leaves did fall from off the bush,
The rose within his hand did d i e ;
He cried, 'tis fair Rosanna's blood.
That did spring from her fair body.
Many people that were there,
T o o k notice of what he did say,
They told he had some murder done,
H e the truth confess'd without delay.
They dug and found the body there,
The first of April it was known,
He was seiz'd and carried off to jail,
And shortly after suffer'd his doom.
�
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Rosanna; the Oxford tragedy. In two parts.
Subject
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Courtship and Marriage
Crime
Chapbooks - Scotland - Glasgow
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'20' is printed at the bottom of the title page
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1840-1850 per National Library of Scotland
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English
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Oxford, England
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The Oxford tragedy
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8 pages
16 cm
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A young girl from Oxfordshire is courted by a gentleman who persuades her to go out walking with him one day and rapes her. When she discovers she is with child, she writes to him begging him to marry her and save her from the public shame that would follow an illegitimate birth. The young man scorns her proposal but secretly fears what will happen when the pregnancy comes to light, so he decides to return home and murder her. He digs a grave under a tree that he knows she will walk by, and jumps out of the tree when she notices the grave. He kills her and buries her in the grave, but before she dies she claims that a damask rose will bloom upon her grave in winter as well as spring as proof of his deed. When this comes to pass and many marvel at the rose one year later, he returns to see if the rumours are true. When he touches the rose, it withers into dust, thereby proving that he is the murderer for all to see, which he immediately confesses to and is imprisoned.
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National Library of Scotland <a href="http://www.lib.uoguelph.ca/find/find-type-resource/archival-special-collections/scottish-studies">http://www.nls.uk/catalogues/main-catalogue-overview/</a>
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Glasgow: Printed for the Booksellers
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Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario
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ballads & songs
# of Woodcuts: 1
Architecture: gate
Bib Context: title-page
Chapbook Date: 1841-1850
Chapbook Genre: ballads & songs
Chapbook Publisher - Glasgow: Printed for the Booksellers
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The blaeberry courtship; to which is added, the crook and plaid
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Courtship and Marriage
Highlands
Chapbooks - Scotland - Glasgow
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Woodcut #62: Illustration on title-page of a young woman wearing a hat, dress, and shawl standing before a gate.
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1840-1850 per University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks
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Caithness, Scotland
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The crook and plaid
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8 pages
16 cm
Abstract
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Two songs about love. The first is the story of the love between a Highland lad and a Lowland girl. The girls’ father is against the match and disinherits her when she decides she runs off with him. In the beginning, it looks like she has made the wrong choice as she is forced to walk and beg for them both on the way to the Highlands, but when they arrive it turns out he is a laird and she is treated as the lady of a great estate. In the end they both go back to visit and reconcile with the father. The second song is a short ballad about a young girl’s love for a shepherd.
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University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish <a>Chapbooks <br />http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/</a>
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Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada
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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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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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Glasgow: Printed for the Booksellers
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Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario
Type
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ballads & songs
# of Woodcuts: 1
Architecture: gate
Bib Context: title-page
Chapbook Date: 1841-1850
Chapbook Genre: ballads & songs
Chapbook Publisher - Glasgow: Printed for the Booksellers
Gender: woman/women
Outdoor Scene
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Woodcut on title-page portraying a girl holding a flower standing between two pillars with flowers in vases on top. Large house in the background
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Four New
SONGS.
Daft Jamie.
The Two Emigrants.
The Lea rig.
Irish hafts for English Blades,
NEWTON-STEWART:
Printed
and Sold, Wholesale and
Retail, by J.
M'Nairn.
�D A F T JAMIE.
O
! dark was the midnight when H
Not
a
star in the sky gave him one cheering ray,
But Still now and then, would the blue lightnings glare,
And some strange cries assail'd him, like shrieks of despair
Over vale, over hill, I will watch thee for ill,
I
But l o ! as the savage run down the wild glen,
For no place did he fear like the dwellings of men,
Where the heath lay before him all dismal and bare,
The ghost of Daft Jamie appeared to him there.
Over vale, &c.
I am come, said the shade, from the land of the dead,
Though there is for Jamie no grass cover'd bed,
Yet I'm come to remind you of deeds that are past,
And to tell you that justice will find you at last.
Over vale, &c.
O ! Hare, thou hast been a dark demon o f blood,
But vengeance shall chace thee o'er field and o'er flood,
Though you fly far away from the dewllings of men,
The shades of thy victims shall rise in thy den.
Over vale, &c.
When night falls on the world, O ! how can you sleep,
In your dreams do you ne'er see my poor mother weep ?
Sadly she wept, but O ! long shall she mourn,
E'er poor wandering Jamie from the grave shall return.
Over vale, &c.
will haunt all thy wanderings and follo
�3
From the grave, did I say, and though calm is the bed,
Where slumber is dreamless, the home of the dead,
Where friends may lament, there sorrow, may he,
Yet no grave rises as green as the world for me.
Over vale, &c.
O ! Harp, go and shelter thy fugitive head,
In some land that is not of the living or dead,
For the living against thee may justly combine,
And the dead must despise such a spirit as thine.
Over vale, &c.
O ! Hare fly away but this world cannot be
The place of abode to a demon like t h e e ,
There is gall in your heart—poison is in your breath,
And the glare of your eyes is as fearful as death.
Over vale, &c.
Then the blue lightnings flash'd through the glen, and
it shone,
And there rose a wild cry, and there heaved a deep groan,
As the Ghost of the innocent boy disappear'd,
But its shreiks down the glen, in the night breeze were
heard.
Over vale, &c.
THE T W O EMIGRANTS,
Clyde's bonny banks are a wet wi' the e'ening dew,
Sweetly the wee birdies chaunt in the wild wood,
�4
Jeanie amang these green fields, by the bonny brew.
Calmly ha'e pass'd a' the days o' our childhood.
Down to this thorny bow'r aft at the gloamin' hour,
Glad ha'e I come frae our cottage to see ye,
Now I am gaun awa soon to America,
O
! will you let your fond Emigrant leave you ?
Follow me, follow me, love wilt thou follow me,
Lang ha'e I woo'd thee and lov'd thee sincerely,
Come then my lassie braw, come tae America,
Fair is our hame, on the banks of Loch E r i e .
Blissful and calm shall our days aye unskaithed be,
Puirtith shall ne'er mak enjoyment grow weary,
Walth shall we ha'e, for a frien' has bequeathed to me,
Braw bonny lands on the banks of the Erie.
Groves of the maple tree orange and apple tree,
Fields o' the sugar cane, grow for my dearie,
Trees of the bonny vine rich with the rosy wine,
Bloom fur us love, on the banks of Loch Erie.
Follow me, &c.
O ! e'er the beams o' anither day's setting sun,
Redden the tops o' yon blue Highland mountains,
Fareweel I maun bid to my country, O ! Caledon,
Peace to thy, streams and thy clear siller fountains.
Caledon! Caledon ! land of the brave that's gone,
Lang on thy fields were thy sons victorious,
Country of hill and glen, laid of the brightest men,
O! be thou independant and glorious.
Follow me, &c.
�5
Scotland, clear ! land of my fore-father's fare thee-well,
Wallace and Bruce were the sons of thy bravery,
Fam'd Bannockburn, and many a red battle-field,
Tell that a grave was mair welcome than slavery,
Bold as the stormy seas, free as the mountain breeze,
Rush'd thy old heros to battle fu' cheery,
O ! I shall lo'e thee still, land of the heathy hill,
Still shall thy; Emigrant fondly revere thee.
Follow me, &c.
O ! my dear Jeanie, just say you will come awa,
Comewi'your Willie, there's naething to fear ye,
Tho' dear to your bosom be your own father's ha',
None like your Willie can lo'e ye so dearly,
With thee, my sweet treasure, life maun be a pleasure.
The toils of this warld will ne'er make me weary,
Then O ! leave your native vale, let the Atlantic gale,
Waft us awa to the banks o' Loch Erie.
Follow me, &c.
Jeanie look'd round wi' a sigh on her native land,
Bright to her red rosy cheeks came the tear aye,
Willie, she says, and she gied him her lillie hand,
Tak me awa to the banks o' Loch Erie.
Faiens o' my father's ha' though I revere ye a'.
Braid though the sea is, and trackless and dreary,
Fare ye weel ane and a' friens o' my father's ha',
I'll gang wi' Willie awa to Loch Erie.
Follow thee, follow thee, lad I will follow thee,
Lang hae I lo'ed thee, my Willie sincerely,
Gang then, my laddie braw, gang to America,
Thy hame shall be my hame, awa at Loch Erie.
�6
I R I S H H A F T S FOR E N G L I S H B L A D E S
All you who delight in a comical jest,
Now I will tell you , one you may add to the rest,
Which happened of late near the town of Carlisle,
I'm sure when you hear it, it will cause you to smile.
The first of last april I cannot forget.
When three English blades for pleasure were met,
They mounted their horses and swore solemnly,
That they, would play trick on the first man they'd see.
One Campbell a drover they chanced to spy,
He came from Tyrone near a town called Fermoy,
They saluted Campbell and he did the same,
So in close conversation together they came.
They came to an Inn where they made a full stop,
And ask'd Paddy in with them for to take a drop,
Then Campbell consented, and said with a smile,
I would like well to taste your strong ale of Carlisle.'
They gave up their horses in charge to the groom,
And then stepped into a well-furnish'd room,
It being in the morning between eight and nine,
They called for a breakfast and after that wine.
They sat and they drank, and they sported at will,
Until they had twenty-four shillings of a bill,
And four of their horses for oats and for hay,
But they thought they'd leave Pat the reckoning to pay.
So then one by oneoneoutof the door they stole,
A n d left Campbell there to pay for the whole,
�7
The landlord came inrwith a smile and thus said,
I think Pat you're trick'd by the English blades.
On the first of April it is always a rule,
For the one man to' make the other a fool,
When I saw you sitting in their company,
I knew these blades would play a trick upon thee.
Never mind then says Pat, since they are gone away,
I have plenty of money the reckoning to pay,
Come sit you down by me before I do go,
I will tell you a secret perhaps you don't know.
I will show you a trick though contrary to law,
How two kinds of drink from one vessel to draw;
The landlord being eager to find out this plan,
lt's down to the cellar with Paddy he ran.
Pat bored a hole in a very short space,
And bad the landlord clap his hand on that place.
The second he bore, saying place the other there,
For I for a tumbler must go up the stair.
He went up to the room I will give you to know t,
And there he with chalk on the table thus wrote,
With two sorts of liquor the reckoning I've paid,
That's an Irish haft for your English blades.
He mounted his horse and was soon out of sight,
The waiter went in to see if all was right,
And search'd the house from the top to the ground,
Half dead inthecellar his master he found.
O, what is the matter, dear master, he said,
He says, Irish Paddy a trick on me played,
i ' v e both hands engaged, I'm hubbled you see,
I thought to fool Pat, but he has out-witted me.
�T H E LEA RIG.
When o'er-the hill the eastern star,
Tells bughtin-time is near, my j o e ;
And owsen frae the furrowed field,
Return sae dowf and weary O ;
Down by the burn, where scented birks
Wi' dew are hanging clear, my joe,
I'll meet thee on the lea-rig,
My ain kind dearie O.
In mirkest glen, at midnight hour,
I'd rove and ne'er be eerie O,
If through that glen I gade to thee,
My ain kind dearie O.
Although the night was e'er sae wild,
And I were ne'er sae weary O,
I'd meet thee on the lea-rig,
My ain kind deaeie O.
The huntes loes the morning sun,
To rouse the mountain deer, my joe ;
At noon the fisher seeks the glen,
Alang the burn to steer, my joe ;
Gie me the hour o' gloaming gray,
It maks my heart sae cheery O
To meet thee on the lea-rig,
My ain kind dearie O
�
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Four New Songs: Daft Jamie; The Two Emigrants; The Lea rig; Irish Hafts for English Blades
Subject
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Chapbooks -- Scotland -- Newton Stewart
emigration
Date
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1829-1837? per National Library of Scotland
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English
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<a href="https://ocul-gue.primo.exlibrisgroup.com/permalink/01OCUL_GUE/mrqn4e/alma9953134473505154">s0100b01</a>
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8 pages
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Chapbook #19 in a bound collection of 77 chapbooks
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<p dir="ltr"><span>University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks<br /></span><a href="http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/">http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/</a></p>
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Daft Jamie
The Two Emigrants
The Lea rig
Irish Hafts for English Blades
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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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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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Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario
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Newton-Stewart: J. McNairn
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ballads & songs
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Woodcut #05: Illustration on title-page of a girl holding a flower standing between two pillars in an outdoor scene.
# of Woodcuts: 1
Architecture: gate
Architecture: house
Chapbook Date: 1821-1830
Chapbook Genre: ballads & songs
Chapbook Publisher - Newton-Stewart: J. McNairn
Fashion (Clothing): bloomers
Fashion (Clothing): children's clothes
Fashion (Clothing): dress
Fashion (Clothing): stockings
Fashion (Clothing): upper class
Gender: girl(s)
Outdoor Scene