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THE
PILGRIM'S
PROGRESS
FROM THIS WORLD TO THAT WHICH IS TO COME.
Delivered under the similitude of a Dream.
PAISLEY:
PRINTED BY CALDWELL AND SON,
W
2,
NEW STREET.
©
�his worthy friend
the Author of The Third Part ofths
Progress,
upon the perusal
thereof
T H O U G H many things are writ to please the age r
Amongst the re^t for this I dare engage,
"Where virtue dwells, it will acceptance find,
And to your pilgrim, most that read be kind,
But all to please, would be a task as hard,
As for the winds from blowing to be barr'd.
The pious Christian, in a mirror here,
May see the promised land, and, without fear
Of threaten'd danger, bravely travel oil,
Until his juurney he has safely gone,
And does arrive upon the happy shore,
Where joys increase, and sorrow is no more*
This is a dream, not fabled as of old j
In this express the sacred truths are told,
That do to our eternal peace belong,
And, after mourning changes to a song
Of glorious triumph, that are without end,
I f we but bravely for the prize eontend.
No pilgrimage like this, can make us blest?.
Since it brings us to everlasting rest;
So well in every part the sense is laid,
That it to charm t/te reader may be said,
WitA curious fancy and great delight,
W/iieZr to an imitation must invite.
And Aappy are they, that, tArougA stormy seas,
And dangers, seek adventures like to tAese !
W&o sell the world for t/jis great pearl of price,
WAicA, once procured, will purchase Paradise I
H e who in sucA a bark dotA spread /lis sails.
Needs never fear at last tAese prosperous gales
That will conduct /am to a land, wAfere he
SAall feel no storms, but in a calm sAall be:
WAere crown'd witA glory he sAall sit and sing
Eternal praise to Ais redeeming King
Who conquer'd deatA, despoilM him of his sting.
So wishes yourfaithful
friend,
Pilgrim
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"rhe progress of the Pilgrim is here represented by
Christian leaving the City of Destruction, in terror and
alarm at his fate. He is met by Evangelist, who, perceiving his fear, asked him, Wherefore dost thou cry?
H e asnwered, I see by the Book in my hand that I am
condemned to die. Then Evangelist said, why standest
thou still; Fly from the wrath to come. Whether shall
I fly? said Christian. Then said Evangelist, Dost thou
see yonder shining light; keep that light in yotar eye,
and go up directly thereto, so shalt thou see the gate, at
which when thou kncckest, it shall be told thee w hat thou
shalt do. Christian begari to run, but he had not run far
when his wife and children began to cry after him to return, but he put his fingers in his ears, and ran on crying
Life, Life, Eternal Life.
�Christian bad not proceeded far, till wife and children
with many neighbours, entreated him to come back, but
all in vain. Christian persuaded two of them to go with
him, viz. Pliable and Obstinate. Obstinate soon rebels,
but pliable jogged on, till suddenly both he and Christian
plumped into the Slough of Despond. Pliable set his
face homewards, determined to get rid of such difficulties ;
but Christian struggled hard to g2in the other side, while
the burden of sin on his back had nearly overcome him.
A man called Help came to his assistance, and again set
him on his way. He soon after met Worldly-wiseman,
who directed him to the Town of Morality, where one
named Legality would relieve him of his burden. H e
immediately tcok the road, but had not gone far till
terror and alarm seizM hiro, arid again Evangelist met him
and checked him, and set him on the right road.
�After getting a severe reproof from Evangelist, Christi in was horror struck at his deviating from the right road,
and almost lost hope of ever attaining his object, when
Evangelist, taking him by the hand, cheered him on
warning him of the same danger in time. Christian at
length arrived at the gate, upon which was inscribed
* knock and it shall be opened/ H e knocked more than
once or twice, when a grave person came to the gate,
named Goodwill, who asked him what, he wanted. Christian replied, he was a poor hardened sinner from the City
of Destruction, bound for Mount Zion, will you let me
in?" "With all my heart," he replied. Beelzebub, as
he entered, gava him a pull, but Christian escaped.
�Christian having fairly escaped the attempts of Beelze°
bub and his emissaries to hold him back, and being fairlyentered in at the gate, received many wholesome advices
from Goodwill how to proceed; and coming to the house
of Interpreter, was kindly welcomed, and shewn many
strange and wondrous sights, at which Christian was sadly
alarmed; but being soothed by Interpreter, with kindly
directions to proceed on his journey, he again set off,
passed the walls of salvation, and came to a rising ground,
where stood a cross, and a little below a sepulchre. At
the cross, his bundle loosened off, and tumbled to the
mouth of the sepulchre, whe^e it fell in, and was no more
seen. Then was Christian glad, and said with a merry
heart, 'he hath giyen me rest by his sorrow, and life by
his death.
�Christian having now got rid of his burden, pushed on
more lightly. He soon fell in with three men, named
Simple, Sloth, and Presumtion, whom he endeavoured
to rouse and assist; but they would not listen to him, so
he left them, very grieved. He then saw two men come
tumbling over the wall, Formality and Hypocrisy, who
walked along with him in hope of reaching Mount Zion,
though having no passport, till they came to the hill
Difficulty, when the one took the road to Destruction,
and the other to Danger; but Christian took the narrow
path up the hill, and struggled hard till he arrived at the
arbour, prepared by the Lord of the place for weary pilgrims, where he sat and refreshed himself, and read his
scroll with great delight.
�When Christian had got to the top of the hill, two men
came running to meet him, named Timorous and Mistrust. 'What is the matter, said he, that you are running
the wrong way?'
Timorous said, 'We were for
Mount Zion, but the farther we went, the dangers became the greater, and we were turning back again; two
mighty lions are before us, ready to pull us in pieces.'
Then was Christian in great distress, and knew not what
to do. He put his hand in his bosom for the roll to comfort him, but behold it was gone. He remembered having slept at the arbour, and traced his way back with
weary steps to find it. H e fell on his knees and begged
forgiveness for his error, and while in that position his
eye catched the roll under the seat. H e put it in his
bosom with joy, again took the road, came in view of the
lions; but they, being chained, could not hurt him.
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When Christian lift up his eyes, he beheld the palace
of Beautiful, the porter's gate, and two lions. H e was
encouraged to come forward, being assured he should
receive no harm, as they were chained. After a few interrogations from the Porter as to his intentions, and how
he came to be so late at night, which was satisfactorily
answered. Christian requested lodgings for the night.
The Porter knocked at the door of the Palace, when a
damsel called Discretion answered, and after a long conversation with her two sisters, Piety and Prudence, regarding the nature of his journey, the difficulties that had
befallen him, and what could have moved him to leave
his wife and family, to undertake such a journey, thc^
found it was time to go to re&t, when he was conducted
to the Chamber of Peace.
�H e got up in the morning, and was shown all the rarities of the place, and clad with a suit of Armour. The
Porter informed him that one Faithful had just past,
Christian followed, but was met by Apollyon, with whom
he had a bloody struggle, but overcame. The valley of
the Shadow of Death was another horrific scene that he
also accomplished; and looking back, now with horror
the bones of many martyrs at the mouth, and soon came
in sight of faithful, with whom he held sweet converse,
till he came to Vanity Fair. Their manner and dress
attracted the attention of people, and caused a great demur. A merchant asked what they would buy; they
said, 'the Truth;—which he took amiss, and raised such
a hubbub, that they were both taken up, and put in a
cage for publiG view.
�Poor Christian and Faithful, while in the cage, belmved
themselves very meekly, in spite of all the insults they
received; and many others were buffered for taking their
part. They were dragged through the Fair, and again
conducted to their cage to stand their trial, which was
soon brought on. Envy, Superstition, and Hypocrisy
were brought forward as evidences, who did not fail to
tell a partial story, which a partial judge, Mr. Hategood,
and a partial packed jury did not fail to confirm; and
Faithful was found guilty of the crime libelled, and condemmned to die at the stake. Faithful was allowed to
make a defence, but instead of doing him any good, only
hardened them against him.
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Poor Faithful was then Lr u^ht out, to do with him
according to the law. First h"y scourged him, then they
buffetted him, then they lanced his flesh with knives,
after that they stoned him with stones, they pricked him
with their swords, and last of all they burnt him to ashes
at the stake.-—Thus came Faithful to his end. Then
stood behind the multitude a chariot and a couple of horses
waiting for Faithful, who was taken up into it, and carried
up through the clouds with sound of trumpet, the nearest
way to tho Celestial Gate. Christian he got some respite,
and was remanded back to prison; but he that overrules
all things, abated their rage, and he escaped thence, and
went his way.
�A,
Altho' Christian went away alone, Hopeful, a pilgrim
bound for the Celestial City, fell in with him, and they
went on joyfully. They then fell in with Byends, but
soon parted with him. They met with several otherg,
whose company they did net rel'sfo, and left them. One
Demas attempted to lead them astray with filthy lucre,
but they resisted him, and kept the right road.
They
afterwards passed Lot's wife, and slept on the banks of
Pleasant River. They then went off their way. but again
found it, and fell asleep in the policies of Doubting Castle,
where Giant Despair took them both prisoners, and treat
them very harshly,—they almost chose death rather than
life under such treatment. However a key found in
Christian's bosom opened the doors? &nd they made their
escape with difficulty,
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�Having escaped from Giant Despair, they errected a
pillar at the stile, warning travellers to beware of Doubting Castle, there they went on singing till they came to
the Delectable Mountains, where they surveyed all the
beautiful gardens and orchards on Emmanuel's land, in
company with the shepherds. They were now in sight
of the city, and the shepherds showed them many wonderful things; among the rest, a dismal hole. They
bade the pilgrims look in: when they heard a rumbling
noise, and beheld all within it dark and smoky, and a cry
of some tormented. They were told this was the way
of the wicked. Leaving this country, they came to the
enchanted ground, where they fell in with some of the
shining inhabitants of the city, and had abundance of corn
and wine, and heard voices out of the city, saying, 'say
ye to the daughter of Zion, Behold thy salvation cemetli-
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Drawing nearer the city, they beheld it built of pearls
and precious stones, the streets were paved with gold.
Christian with desire fell sick ; Hopeful also had a fit or
two. They were strengthened, and went on, beholding
the vineyards and gardens of these delightful lands. Between them and the gate was a river, very deep, and no
bridge. The pilgrims were alarmed, but through it they
must pass. Christian began to sink, but Hopeful cheered
him on. Then said Christian, 4 the sorrows of death hath
compassed me about.' In sinking, they lost their earthly
garments, but rose and were welcomed on the other side
by two glorious persons, who ascended a very steep hill.
They went up with great ease, and landed safely in the
Celestial City, which they entered singing, with a loud
voice, 'Blessing, honour, glory, and power to him oil the
throne, and to the Lamb, for ever and ever.
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Ever since Christian went off on his journey to the
Celestial City, Christiana his wife and their children did
nothing but weep and lament for him; crying often out
in her sleep, 'Lord have mercy upon me a sinner/ An
heavenly messenger came to her, and gave her a letter.
The contents advised her to do as her husband had done,
and to dwell in his presence for ever. At this she was
quite overcome, and asked him to carry her hither. But
he said, 'You must go through the troubles as he has
done before you: yonder is the wicket gate over the
plain, and I wish thee speed. Several of the neighbours
advised her against it, but she took the road, with all her
children; and falling in with Mercy, they went on in the
sweet hope of shortly arriving at that happy place where
her husband was.
�IT
Mary expressed herself doubtful as to her right of
admission at the wicket gate, but Christiana encouraged
hw on, and assured her of a kind reception. Then Mercy
eaid, 'Had I as good ground to hope as you have, I think
no Slough of Despond would discourage me.' They got
all safe over the Slough, and arrived at ihe gate, whe®e
they knocked a long time, but nothing but an angry dog
barked at them. They got afraid to knock any more, till
venturing another knock, the keeper called 'Who's there,'
and opened to them. Christiana said, she came from
whence Christian came, who was there before, and upon
the same errand here are also my children. H e took her
by the hand, and said, 'Suffer little children to come unto
me." She interceded far Mercy, and she was admitted
also.
�With some difficulty, Mercy was admitted. She questioned the keeper what he meant by keeping such a dog.
H e said the dog was not his, but kept by a person to terify pilgrims from the gate, in which he was but too successful. In passing along, they were LS aulted by two
ill favoured ones, who did what they could to lead them
astray, but were defeat. After being with one or two
more, she arrived at the Interpreter's house, who, while
supper was getting ready, shewed them many wondrous
things, told them many curious stories, and related many
parables. Supper being ready, and thanks given, they
partook of a hearty repast, while masic played sweetly.
When supper and music was over, Interpreter asked
Christiana what moved her to try a pilgrim's life, she said
the loss of her husband, and the letter from the King of
Zion,
�The Interpreter also asked Mercy what induced her to
go in such an undertaking. She said, 'My friend telHng
me how many fine things her husband was enjoying,
tempted me to go.' In the morning they rose with the
sun, to depart, but they were ordered into the garden to
bathe and purify themselves before they went on their
journey, which they (lid, and were much refreshed.
Greatheart was sent along with them to guide them on
their way, and converse with them. They passed the
place where the load fell from Christian's back, and made
a pause. After musing a little, they came to the place
where Simple, Sloth, and Presumption were hanging in
chains. Mercy inquired the cause of this, when she was
told their crime was leading a number of pilgrims out of
their way, and giving an ill report of your Lord, saying
he was a hard taskmaster.
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Greathearfc wished Christiana and Mercy to go up and
see their crimes engraven on a pillar of brass, but they
would not go ; but wished their names might rot, and
their crimes live for ever against them, saying, it was fortunate they were hanged before they came hither. They
soon arrived at the foot of the Hill of Difficulty; Greatheart shewed them the Spring where Christian drank, and
the two byeways where Formality and Hypocrisy lost
themselves.
Yet there are people who will choose to
adventure in these paths, rather than go up the hill.
They began to go up the hill, and Christiana began to pant
and want a rest; but Greatheart encouraged them, telling
them they were not far from the Arbour, where they
woukl find rest.
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�Being refreshed at the Arbour, and seeing many sights
that Christian recounted before, they again took the road
determined to resist all obstacles. Greatheart at all times
proved their faithful friend and sure defence. He encountered a ferocious giant and slew him. Shortly after, they
fell in with another, which he also overcame; and lastly
they approached Doubting Castle, which Greatheart determined to level to the ground. He sent the giant a
challange, and they had a severe fight, but the giant was
overcome, and hie head was severed from his body. Then
they fell to demolishing the castle, and released several
prisoners, who were almost starved to death. It took
seven days to demoMsh it, and many strange sights were
seen.
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They H W jogged on in the usual path of pilgrims, occasionally
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meeting with difficulties and encouragement, carefully surveying all
the spots where Christian her husband happened with any tiling memorable, till they arrived at the land of Beulah, where the sun shines
night and day, and here because they were weary they betook themselves to rest. But a little while soon refreshed them here; for the
bells did so ringT and the trumpets continually sounded so melodiously,
that they could not sleep, and yet they received as much refreshment
as if they slept their sleep never so soundly.
N o w while they lay here, and wailed for the good hour, there was
a noise in the town, that there was a post come from the Celestial
City, with matters of great importance, lo one Christiana the wife of
Christian the pilgrim. So enquiry was made for her, and the house
was found out where she was; so the post presented her with a letter
the contents were, "Hail, good woman! I bring thee tidings the Master calleth for thee, and expecteth that thou shouldst stand in his presence, in clothes of immortality, within these ten days."
When he had read this letter to her, he gave her therewith a true
token that he was a true messenger, and was come to bid her make
haste to be gone. The token was, an airow sharpened with love, let
easily into her heart, which by degrees wrought so effectually with her,
that at the time appointed s&e must be gone.
When Christiana saw her time was come, and that she was the first
of this company that was to go over, she called for Mr. Greatheart her
guide, and told him how matters were.
Then she called for her children, and gave them her blessing, and
told them, that she had read wi;h comfort the mark that was set in
their foreheads, and was glad to see them with her there, and that they
had kept their garments so white. Lastly, she bequeathed to the poor
that little she had, and commanded her sons and daughters to be ready
against the messenger should come for them.
When she had spoken these words to her guide, and to her children,
she called for Mr. Valiant-for-truth, and said unto him, Sir, You
have in all places shewed yourself true hearted, be faithful unto death,
and my King will give you a crown of glory. I would also entreat
you to have an eye to my children; and if at any time you see them
faint, speak comfortably to them; for my daughters, my sons* wives,
they have been faithful, and a fulfilling of the promise upon them will
be their end. But she gave Mr. Standfast a ring.
Then she aalled for old Mr. Honest, and she said of him, Behold an
Isr a elite indeed, in whom is no guile. Then said lie, I wish you a
fair day, when you set out for Mount Sion, and shall be glad to see
that you get over the river shod. But she answered, 'Come wet, or
come dry, I long to be gone; for however, the weather is in my journey, I shall have time enough when I come t/*ere, to sit down and rest
me, and dry me.
Then came in the good man Mr. Ready-to-halt, to see her. So she
said to him, Thy travail hitherto has been with difficulty: but that
will make thy rest the sweeter. But watch and be ready; for at an
hour when you think not, the messenger may come.
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After him eaaae Mr. Despondency, and bis daughter Much-afraid ;
to whom she said, You ought with thankfulness, for ever, to remember your deliverance from the hand of Giant Despair, and out of Doubting Castle, The effect of that mercy is, that you are brought with
safety hither. Be yet watchful, and cast away fear; be sober and
hope to the end.
Then she said to Mr. Feeble-mind, Thou wast delivered from the
mouth of the Giant Slay good, that«thou mightest live in the light of
the living for ever, and see the King with comfort: only I advise thee
to repent thee of thy aptness to fear and doubt of his goodness, before
he sends for thee ; lest thou shouldest, when he comes, be forced to
stand before him, for the fault, with blushing.
Now the day drew on, that Christiana must be gone. So the road
was full of people to see her take her journey. But Behold ! all the
banks beyond the river were full of horses and chariots, which were
come down from above to accompany her to the city-gate. So she
came forth and entered the river with a beckon of farewell to those
that followed her to the river-side. The last words that she was heard
to say, were, "I come, Lord, to be with thee, and bless thee."
So her children and friends returned to their place; for that those
that waited for Christiana had carried her out of their sighv So
she went and called, and entered in at the gate with all the ceremonies of joy that her husband Christian had entered before her.
Then k came to pass a while after, that there was a post in the
t )wn that inquired for Mr. Honest, So he came to his house where lie
was, and delivered ieto his hands these lines, Thou art commanded to
be ready against this day sevennight to present thyself before thy
Lord, at his father's house. And for a token that my message is true,
All the daughters of the muse shall be brought low.
Then Mr.
Honest called for his friends, and said unto them, I die, but shall make
no will. As for my Honesty, it shall go with me; let him that comes
after be told this. When the day that he was to be gone was come,
he addressed himself to go over. Now this river at that time overflowed the banks in some places; but Mr. Honest in his lifetime had
spoken to one Good-Conscience to meet him there, the which he also
did, and lent him his hand, and so helped him over. The last Words
of Mr. Honest were, Grace reigns. So he left the world.
Now, while he was thus in discourse, his countenance changed, his
strong man bowed under him ; and after he had said, Take me, for I
come unto thee, he ceased to be seen of them.
In process of time, there came a post to the town again, and his
business was with Mr. Ready-to-halt. So he enquired him out and
said, I am come to thee in the name of Him whom thou hast loved
and followed, though upon crutches; and my message is, to tell thee,
that he expects thee at his table to sup with him in his kingdom, the
next day after Easter: wherefore prepare thyself for thy journey.
Then he also gave him a token that he was a true messenger, saying, I have broken the golden bowl, and loosed the silver cord*
After this, Mr. Ready-to-hal't called for his fellow pilgrims, and to
them, saying, I am sent for, and God shall surely visit you also. So
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he desired Mr. Valiant to make bis will; and because he had nothing
to bequeath them that should survive him, but his crutches, and hia
good wishes, therefore thus he said , These crutches I bequeatA to my
son that shall tread in my steps, with an hundred warm wishes that
he may prove better than I have been.
Then he thanked Mr. Great-heart for his conduct and kindness, and
so addressed himself to his journey. When he came to the brink of
the river, he said. N o w I shall hifve no more need of these crutches,
since yonder are chariots and horses for me to ride on. The last words
he was heard to say, were, Welcome life! So he went his way.
After this Mr. Feehle-mind had tidings brought him, that the post
sounded his horn at his chamber door. Then he came in, and told
liim, saying, l a m come to tell thee, that thy Master hath need of thee;
and that in a very little time thou must behold his face in brightness.
And take this as a token of the truth of my message : Those that look
out at the windows shall be darkened.
Then Mr. Feeble-mind called for his frie^ds^ and told them what
errand had been brought unto him, and what token he had received of
the truth of the message. Then he said, Smce I have nothing to bequeath to any, to what purpose should I make a will ? As for my feeblemind, that I will leave behind, for that I have no need of it in the
place whither I go : nor is it worth bestowing upon the poorest pilgrims, wherefore, when I am gone, I desire that you, Mr. Valiar\J,
would bury it in a dung-hill. This done, and the day being come in
which he was to depart, he entered the river as the rest: his last
words were, Hold out faith and patience. So he went over to the
other side.
But glorious it was to see how the opeu region w&s filled with
horses and chariots, with trumpets and pipers, with singers and players «n stringed instruments, to welcom the pilgrims as they went up,
and followed one another in at the beautiful gate of the city.
As for Christiana's children, the four boys that Christiana brought,
with their wives and children, I did not stajr where I was till they
were gone over. Also since I came away, 1 heard one say they were
yet alive, and so would be, for the Increase of the church ia that place
where they were for a time.
Shall it be my lot to go that way again, I may give those that desire it an account »f what 1 here am silent about. Mean time I bid
my reader
FAREWELL.
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Furniture: table(s)
Gender: man/men
Nature: hill(s)
Nature: tree(s)
Object: backpack(s)
Object: book(s)
Object: walking stick/ staff
Occupation: peddler
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Symbols: skull & crossbones
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A COLLECTION OF
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CONTAINING
XVI f.
THE MOON ON THE OCEAN.
LOUDON'S BONNY WOODS AND BRAES.
THE OLD COMMODORE.
MY NATIVE CALEDONIA.
LOVELY NAN.
KATHLEEN O'MORE.
EDINBURGH:
PRINTED FOR THR BOOKSELLERS.
�The Moon on the Ocean.
'the raooa on the ocean was dimtiiM by a ripple,
Affording a chequered light,
%he gay jolly tars pass'd 'the word for the tipple*,
And
toast, for 'twas Saturday night;
Some sweetheart or wife,
,
He lov'd a^ his life,
JEach drank and wished he could hail her.
But the standing toast, '' *
That pleasYi live "most,
W a s the wind that blows,
The ship that goes,
And the iass that loves a sailor,
Scnre d m t k the king, Botoe his brave s'hip^
some the constitution';' .
may the French, and all such rips,
Yield to English resolution ;
That fate might bless
Some Poll or Ikss,
A fed that they soon might hail her.
But the standing, he.
Softvfc drank the prince,., and some our land*:
This glorious land of freedom ;
Some that our tars may never want
Heroes brave to lead 'them-;
Th&t she whoVin
Distress may find
Buck friends who ne'er will fail her!
Hut the standing, &€,
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Eoudons bonny Woods' and Bract*
I^oudonV bohnip woods and braes,
I maun leave tb^in a', la«sie ;
W h a qan thole whan BritekiVfaes-.
Wad gie Britons law, lassie ?
W h a wad: shun, the mtld o r danger^ .
W h a frae fame wad live a, stranger ?•
New, when, Freedom bids avm«;e her^
Wha wad shun her ca', lassie ?
Isoudens bonaie woods 'and h.rap^.
Hae seen our happy bridal day ^
And gentle hope shall so )the thy
When I am far awar, !piie.'
Hack ! the swelling Bugle
Yielding joy to thee, laddie ;
But the dolefu* bugle brings
Wgefu* thoughts to me, laddie.
Lanely I may climb the tfiouritain^
Lanely stray beside the .£01111 tain.
Still the wearie moments counting
Far frae love and thee, laddie*
O'er the gory fields of wa?,
Where Vengeance, drives" her
m^
T h o a l t may he fa\ frae me afar,
And iiane to. clp.se thy eV, laddie.
Q resume thy wonted
ile !
O suppress tjiy ft-arsr la sie ! .
GJorioip honour crown? tfie toil
That the soldier shares, lassie;.
�Heaven wilt shield thy faithfu5 loveiy
Till the vengeful strife be over,
Then we'll meet, nae mair to sever,
'Till the day we die, lassie.
'Midst our bonnie woods and braes,
W e l l spend our peaceful happy days,
As Wythe's yon lightsome Iamb that plays
On Loudon's ilovvery lea* lassie.
The Old Commodore.
Od'sblood ! what a time for a seaman to skulk
Under gingerbread hatches ashore;
What a damn'd bad job that this batter'd old hulk
Can't be rigged out for sea once more;
But the puppies, as they pass,
Cocking up a quizing glass,
Thus run down the old commodore:
That's the old commodore—
The rum old commodore-—
The gouty old commodore—he !
W h y the bullets1 and the gout
Have so knocked his hull about,
That he'll never more be fit for sea;
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Here am I in distress, like a ship water-logg'd r
Not a tow-rope at hand, nor an oar;
I am left by my crew, and may I be flogg'd.
But the doctor's a son of a w
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While Vm swallowing his slops,
H o w nimble are his chpps,..
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Thus queering ihe old commodore:
A bad case, commodore ! —
Can't say, commodore !
MusVt flatter, commodore, says lie,
For the bullets and the gout
Have so knock a your hull about,
That you'll never more be fit for &ea.
W h a t ! no more to be afloat ! blood and fury I
they lie,
I'm a seaman, only threescore ;
And if, as they tell me, I'm likely to.die,
Gadzooks I let me not die ashore.
A s to death, 'tis ail a joke,
Sailors live in fire and smoke.
So, at least, says an old commodore:
The rum old commodore—
T h e tough old commodore,
The fighting o!d commodore—he !
Whom the devi!y nor the gout,
Nor the French dogs to boot.
Shall kill till they grapple him at sea.
My Native Caledonia.
Sair, sair was my heart, when I parted fVae my
J ean,
And sair, sair I sigli'd, while the tears stood m
my een;
For my daddie is but poor, and my fortune is-sae*
sma',
Jt gars me leave my native Caledonia*
�^•hen I think oji days gane, and -sae h a p p y I, hae^
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been,
When wandering m nit dearie, where the primrose blaws unseen,
I'm wae to leave my lassiq, an'my (Inddie's cot ava,
Or to leave the healthfit bree&e of Caledonia.
Rut wherever J wander, still happy b^,my Jean,
Nae care disturb her bosom, where peace has ever
been ;
Then tho v ills on ills bpfa' me, for her 111 bear
tjheip a\
T h o ' aft I'll heave a; sigh, for Caledonia.
But should riches e'er be mine, and my J^anie still
l)e true,
Then blaw, ye favring breezes, till my native lotn$
I view;
Then 1/11 kneel on Scotia's shore, while the hearty
felt tear shall fa'*
And never leave my Jean nor Caledonia.
Eovely Nun, '
Sweet's the ship that, under sail,
Spreads her, white .bosom to the gale,
Svveet, oh ! sweet's the flowing can ;
Sweet to poise the labouring oar,
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That tugs us to our native shore,
hen the bo^Lsvraui pipes the b^rge t.© mao,;:.
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Svvert mailing with a farming breeze";
But oh ! much sweeter than all thes>e>
Is Jack's delight^ his lovely Nan.
The needle fakhful to the north,
T o shew of constancy the worth,
A curious lessot) teaches man ;
The needle time may rest, a squall
Capsize the hinacle and ail,
Let seamanship do all it can :
My love in worth shall higher rise,
Nor time shall rust, nor scjuais c a p s i ^
My faith and truth to lovely Nan.
When iii the bilboes I was pennM,
For serving of a worthless Mend,
And every creature from me ran ;
N o bhip performing quarantine,
W a s ever so deserted seen,
None hailed me, woman, child, nor mm*;
But though false friendship s sails were
Though cut adrift by all the world,
I'd. all tirn world in lovely Nan-. ,
1 love my duty, love my, fi;kr?fJ,
Love truth and merit to defend.
T o moan their loss, who hazard ran ;
I love to take an honest part,
Love beauty and a spotless heart;
By manners love to shew the man ;
T o sail through fife by honour's breeze-^
' T was all •along of loving these
thirst made me doat on ioveij Nan.
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Kaihhen (TMore.
M y love, still I think thSt I Fee her once more,
Jiwt alas ! she has left rne, her loss to deplore,
My own little Kathleen, my poor lost Kathleen,
my Kathleen, O.
Her hair glossy black, her eyes were dark blue,
Her colour still changing, her smiles ever new,
So pretty was Kath'een, my sweet little Kathleen,
mv Kathleen, 0 .
Sire milled the dun cow, that ne'er offerd to stir,
Th<>' wicked it was, it was gentle to her,
So kind was my Kathleen, my poor little Kathleen,
my Kathleen Q.
f '.li-e sat at the door one cold afternoon,
T o hear the wind blow, and to look at the moon,
So pensive was Kathleen, my .poor little Kathleen,
my Kathleen O .
Gold was the night breeze that sigh'd round her
bowV,
It chiird my poor Kathleen, she dropp'd from that
hour,
And I lost my poor Kathleen, my own little Kathleen, my Kathleen G.
Th*e birds of all birds that X love the best,
;
Is the Ptobin that in the churchyard builds his
nest,
For he seems to watch Kathleen, hops lightly on
Kathleen, my Kathleen 0»
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Illustration on title page in double line rectangular frame of three sailors drinking on ship. Standing man on the left is drinking from a cup; man in middle is sitting with cup on his knee looking towards the man on his right; man on the right is holding his cup out towards the other two men.
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A Collection of Songs, &c. No. XVII containing The Moon on the Ocean. Loudon's Bonny Wood and Braes. The Old Commodore. My Native Caledonia. Lovely Nan. Kathleen O'More.
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The Moon on the Ocean.
Loudon's Bonny Wood and Braes.
The Old Commodore.
My Native Caledonia.
Lovely Nan.
Kathleen O'More.
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Chapbook #33 in a bound collection of 40 chapbooks
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No. XVII printed on title-page.
<span>Woodcut 91: Illustration on title page in double line rectangular frame of three sailors drinking on ship. Standing man on the left is drinking from a cup; man in middle is shitting with cup on his knee looking towards the man on his right; man on the right is holding his cup out towards the other two men.</span>
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Chapbooks - Scotland - Edinburgh
Alcohol
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ballads & songs
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Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario
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[1815-1825?]
# of Woodcuts: 1
Activity: drinking
Architecture: pillar(s)
Bib Context: title-page
Chapbook Date: 1811-1820
Chapbook Date: 1821-1830
Chapbook Genre: ballads & songs
Chapbook Publisher - Edinburgh: Printed for the Booksellers
Fashion (Clothing): sailor uniform
Food & Drink
Gender: man/men
Object: crate/barrel(s)
Object: cup(s)
Occupation : sailor
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Transportation: ship/boat(s)