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A COLLECTION OF
T H E STORM.
ALLY C R O A K E R ,
T H E BOATIE ROWS.
SONG OF T H E M A R I N E R
MARCH. TO T H E B A T T L E F I E L D
BONNIE MARY HAY.
T H E H E R O MAY P E R I S H .
EDINBURGH
PRINTED FOR THE BOOK SELLERS,
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The 8larm.
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t e a s e , rud# Boreas, b l u r r i n g raUery
List ye landsmen all to me,
Messmates, hear a ^ r o f h e r sailor
Sing the dangers of the sea,
From bounding billows first in motioft,
When the distant whirlwinds rise,
To the tempest troubled oeean,
W h e r e the seas Contend with skies,
H a r k ! the boatswain hoarsely bawling,—*
By top sail sheets and hmulyards stand \
Down top-gallants quick be hauling!
Down your stay-sails, hand, boys, hand !
Now it freshens, set the braces ;
Q u i c k the top-sail sheets let go :
L u f f , boys, luff, don't m a k e Wry faces;
U p your top-saiis nimbly clew.
Now all you on down-beds sporting,
Fondly lock'd in beauty's arms,
Fresh enjoyments wanton courting,
Free from all but love's alarms,—
Roi;nd us roars the tempest loudet>
Think what fear our mint! enthralls :
Harder yet, it yet blows harder ;
Now again the boatswain calls.
T h e top-sail yards point to the wind, boys^
See all clear to reef each c o u r s e ;
Let the foresheets
; don't mind, boy-s,
Though the weather should be worse.
�Fore and $£t, the sprit-sail yard get ;
Reef the mi^eu ; see HI clear:
Hand up ! each preventer-brace get;
Man me lore-}!aid ; cheer, lads, cheer f
Now l d r e a d f u l thunders roaring !
Peais on peals contending clash !
On our heaus fierce rain falls pouring !
In our eyes blue lightnings flash !
One wide water all around us,
All above us one black sky !
PiiFYent deaths at once surround m 9
H a r k ! w h a t means that dreadful cry ?
T h e foremast's gone, cries e v ' r j tongue out,
O'er the lee, twelve feet 'hove deck;
A leak beneath the chest-tree's sprung o u t ;
Call ail hands to clear the wreck.
Quick the lanyards cut to pieces ;
Come, my hearts, be stout and bold ;
Plumb the well, the leak increases,
Four leet water in the hold.
"While o'er the ship wild waves are beating,
We for wives OF children mourn ;
A'as ! iff. m Ueuce there's no retrearing;
A1 as ! from hence there's no return.
Still the leak is gaining on us,
Both chain-pumps are chok'd beiow\
JrleavVi ha*e mercy now upon us !
V > only that, quti save us now }
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O'er the lee-beam is the land, hoys ;
Let (he guns oVrboard he thrown ;
T o the pump come every hand, hoys ;
See our mizen-mast is gone;
The leak we've found, it cannot pour fast :
We've lighten'd her a foot or more ;
Up, an(1 ri g a jury foremast ;
She rights, she rights, boys ! wear off shore.
Now once more on joys we're thinking,
Skice kind fortune spar'd our lives:
Come, the can, boys, let's he drinking
To our sweethearts and our .wives,
Fill it up, about ship wheel it ;
Close to th' lips a brimmer join ;
Where's the tempest now ? who feels it ?
None ! our danger's drovvxi'd in wine ?
Ally Croaker.
There lived a man in Kalena crazy,
W h o wanted a wife—to make him uneasy :
Long had he siglfd for ch ar Ally Croaker,
And thus the gentle youth bespoke her,
u
Will you marry me, dear Ally Croaker f , r
This artless young man just come from the
schoolery,
A novice in love and all its foolery ;
Too dull for a wit, too grave for a joker ;
And thus the gentleyOiuh bespoke her—
Will you marry
dear Ally QrOaker F
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He drank with the father, he talk'd with the
mother,
He rompt with the sister, he gam'd with the brother,
And gam\i till lie pawn'd his coat to the broker,
Which lost him the heart of his dear Ally Croaker.
Oh ! the fickle, fickle Ally Croaker.
To all you >oung men who are fond of gaming,
And losing your money while others are saving;
Fortune's a jiit, may the devil choak her,
A jilt more inconstant than dear Ally Croaker.
Oh ! the inconstant Ally Croaker*
The Boatie Roivs.
O weel may the boatie row.
And better may she speed ;
And iiesome may the boatie row,
That wins my bairns' bread ;
The boatie rows, the boatie rows,
T h e boatie rows indeed ;
And weel may the boatie row,
That wins my bairns' bread*
When Jamie vow'd he wad be mine;
And wan frae me my heart,
O muckle lighter grew my creel,
He swore we'd never part:
The boatie rows, the boatie rows,
The boatie rows fu* weel,
. And muckle lighter is the load,
Whan love bears up the creel.
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Wken> 8&vmey, <foek, an" Janetie^
Are up and gotten lair;
They'll help to
the boatie row,
And lighten a' our care.
The boatie rows, the boatie rows,
The boatie rows IV wtelv
And lightsome be her heart that- bears.
The murlain and the ereel.
And whan wi age we're worn down,
And ini'plirig round -the door,
They'll help to keep us dry and warr%
As we d i A t he m b e To re ;
Then weel may the boatie row,
She ivms the bairns* l>re ad ;
And happy be the lot d! a \
That wish the boatie speed.
Song of the Marmer.
Hurra ! &h>ng the foaming tide,
With wild waves dashing round,
With lurious speed I onwards ride,
And love the roaring sound.
Blow [ blow [ thou loud and fearful wind
Roil on thou an^ry sea !
I'll drink to. those I leave behind,—
111 drink, Joanne:, to thee t
0 I who would tremble at the storm,s
Or, like the coward, weep ?
I'd rather feel rriv bosom warm
At every lengthened sweep.
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The land is for the- dastard mirid,
Thv deep ! the deep ! for rue.—
Vl{ drink to those I ieave behind,
I'M drink, Joanne, to thee !
Love, clearest maid ! like mme ne'er shall
in empty words depart;
it still shall flourish fresh and fair
Within my faithful heart
Yes, there's a power who dwells above,
Who guards the brave and free,
He sees, and will reward our lo*e,
So here's a heaill) to thee !
f
March to the Batik Field.
March to the battle field,
The foe is now before us-:;
Each heart is freedom's shieldy
And heav'n is smiling o'er us.
T h e wees atid pai&s. t he galling chains*
VVliich kept -our spkits und e r,
in proud disdain we've broke again,
And tore each link asunder.
March to ibe battle field, &c.
Who, for bi,s country brave,
Wo i114 fly f r n rn. the in v ad er ?
W h o his -ba^e life to save,
Won 1 d traitor-jike -degrade her ?
Our hallow'd cause, our home and laws-,
'Gainst tyrant power s t a i n i n g ,
We'll gain a crown of bright renown,
'Or i e our rights maki^Hiitigv
March to the battie field,
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Bonnie Mary Hay,
Bonnie Mary Hay J will loe thee yet,
For thy eye is the slae and thy hair is the j e t ;
The snaw is thy skin, and the rose is thy cheek,
Bonnie Mary Hay I will loe thee y e t
Bonnie Mary Hay will you gang wi- me,
When the sun's in tlie west, to the hawthorn tree,
T o the hawthorn tree in the bonnle berry den,
And I'll tell you, Mary, how I loe you then ?
Bonnie Mary Hay it's haliday to me,
When thou art coothie, kind, and free,
There's nae clouds in the lift, nae storms in the
sky,
.
Ronnie Mary Hay when thou art nigh.
Bonnie Mary Hay thou manna say me nay,
But come to the bow'r by the hawthorn brae,
But come to the bow'r, and I'll tell ye a' what's
true,
I ne'er can loe ony other but you.
The Hero may Perish.
The hero may perish, his country to save,
And he lives in the records of fame;
T h e sage may the dungeons of tyranny brave—•
Ever honoured and blest be his name 1
But virtue that silently toils or expires,
No wreath for the brow to entwine;
T h a t asks but a smile—but a fond sigh requires,
O woman ! that virtue is thine.
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The Storm.
Ally Croaker.
The Boatie Rows.
Song of the Mariner.
March to the Battle Field.
Bonnie Mary Hay.
The Hero May Perish.
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ballads & songs
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Chapbook Date: 1811-1820
Chapbook Date: 1821-1830
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A Collection of Songs, &c. No. XI Containing The Traveller's Return. The Oath was Heard in Heaven. When sorrow left her native sphere. Roy's Wife of Aldivalloch. The Heath. Neil Gow's Farewell. Pady's Balloon. O saw ye my father.
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The Oath was Heard in Heaven.
When sorrow left her native sphere.
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The Heath.
Neil Gow's Farewell.
Pady's Balloon.
O saw ye my father.
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Chapbooks - Scotland - Edinburgh
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A COLLECTION OF
No.
CONTAINING
WHA'LL BE KING BUT CHARLIE.
JENNY'S BAWBEE,
MARY.
THE BRAW FICKLE WOOER.
THE LANDLADY OF FRANCE,
NID NODDIN.
EDINBURGH s
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IVha 11 he King but Cliarlie.
T h e news frae Moidart earn' yestreen,
W ill soon gar mony ferlie,
For ships o' war have just come in,
An' landed royal Charlie!
Come through the heather,
Around him gather,
Ye're a' the welcomer early,
Come Ronald, come Donald, come a' thegither,
And crown your rightfu* lawfu' King,
For wha 11 be King but Charlie ?
The Highland clans wi' sword in hand,
Frae John o' Groats to Airly,
Ila'e to a man declar'd to stand,
Or fa' we' royal Charlie.
Come through the heather, :kce
The Lowlands a' baith great an' sma'
Wi' mony a Lord an' Laird, ha'e
Declar'd for Scotia's King an' law,
An' spier ye wha but Charlie.
Come through the heather, &c.
There's ne'er a lass in a' the land,
But vows baith late an' early,
To man sh'll ne'er gi'e heart or hand,
W h a wadna fecht for Charlie.
Come through the heather, &c.
Then here's a health to Charlie's cause,
An' be't complete and early,
His very name my heart's blood warms,—•
To arms for royal Charlie!
Come through the heather, &rc»
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Jenny $ Bawbee.
I met four chaps yon birks aniang,
W hanging lugs and faces lang :
I spier'd at neighbour Bauldy Strang,
What are these we see P
Quoth he, ilk cream-fac'd pawky chief
Thinks hansel* cunnin' as the deil,
And here they cam awa to steal
Jenny's bawbee.
The first, a captain to his trade,
Wi' ilUlin,d skull, and back weel clad,
March cl round the barn, and by the shed,
And papped on his knee.
Quoth he,, My goddess, nymph, and queen,
Your beauty's dazzl'd baith my een I
But deil a beauty he had seen
But Jenny's bawbee.
A Norland laird iieist trotted up,
Wi"1 bawsent naig, and siller whup!.
Cried, Here's my horse, lad, haud the grup,
Or tie him to a tree.
What's go wd to me? I've wall h o ' lan—
Bestow on ane o' worth your hari\
He thought to pay what he was awn
W? Jenny's bawbee.
A lawyer neist, wi" blethrin' gab,
And speeches wove like ony wab ;
O ilk ane's corn he took a dab,
And a1 for a fee ;
�A r counts he ©w\t through a' the town,
A hd tradesmen's ton &iies n ae m ai r cou 1 d drown
But now he \hoU'ght U clopt h is gown . . .
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W"\ Jcnnv'* bawbee.
Quite spruce, jVi; t frae the wasl\in' tubs
A fool pain .nei>t, but life has,.rubs;
Foul were the the roi
and fir the dub$»
And *ai'r besniear'd was he:
He dan-e'd up/squintirf through a glass,
And gnnn'd, V l&ith, afobri rile lass;
l i e thought to win wi* f ront o' brass,
JennyV bawbee/
She bade the laird gate karne his wig,
11)e sodger not to strut so big,
The lawyer not to be a prig ;
The fool he cried, Tee hee !
J ken'd that I eouid never fail :
But she prinn'd the dishciout to his tail,
And coolM him
a water-pail,
And kept her bawbee.
Then Johnnie cam, a lad o" sense,
A ltho' he had na tnony pence ;
And took young- Jenny to the spence,
Wi* her to crack a wee.
Now Johnnii was a clever chie^
And here his suit he pressVisae we el,,
That Jenny's heart grew salt as jeel,
And she biiTd her bawbee.
Mary.
Will ye go to the Indies, my Mary,
And leave auid Scale's shore ?
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Will ye go ta the Indie*, my Mary.
Across tlr Atlantic's roar?
0 sweet gVowsthe lime and the orange*
And the apple upon the pine,
But a the chaVms o' the Indies
Can ever e^ual thine.
1 h/i.e, swofii by the Heavens to my Mary,
I hge s wpri) by t lie II eaVens to be Vrue;
And sae mixy the Heavens forget me,
W hen I forget my vow !
O plight me your fait hp my .Mary,
, .
And plight me your lily-white hand ;
O plight me your faith, my .Mary,
Bef6re I leave; Scbtia^s strand.
We hae plighted our troth, my Mary,
In mutual affection to join,
And curst be the qause that shall part lis !
The hour and the moment o* time !
The Br aw Fickle Wooer*
Last May a braw wooer came down the lang glen,
And sair wi' his love he did deave me;
I said there was naething I hated like men I
The deuce gae w f m to believe me, believe me,
The deuce gae wi'm to believe me.
Re spak o'1 the darts oy my bonnie black een,
And vow'd for my loye he was dying;
I said he might die when he liked, for
The Lord forgie me for lyings f o r c i n g ,
The Lord for^ie me f e r Wing J
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A weel-stoeked mailen, himself for the laird.
And marriage, aff hand, was his proffers:
I never loot on that I ken'd it, or carcl,
But thought I might hae waur offers, waur offers,
But thought 1 might hae waur offers.
But what wad ye think ? In a fortnight or less,
The deil tak his taste to gang near her!
l i e up the lang loan to my black cousin Bess,
Guess ye how, the jade I I could bear her, could
bear her,
Guess ye how, the jade ! I could bear her.
But a' the neist week as I fretted wi' care,
I gaed to the tryste o* Dalgarnock,
And wha but my fine fickle lover was there,
I glowrd as I'd seen a warlock, a warlock,
I glowrM as I'd seen a warlock.
But owre my left shouther I gae him a blink,
Lest neebours might say I was saucy;
My wooer he caper'd as heM been in drink,
And vowrd I was his dear lassie, dear lassie,
And vow'd I was his dear lassie.
I spier'd for my cousin, fu ? eouthie and sweet,
Gin she had recovered her hearin\
And how her new shoon fit her auld shack I't feet,
But, heavens4 ho w he fell a sweann\ a swearinV ,
But, heavens ! how he fell a swearin'.
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He begged for gttdesake ! I wad be his wife,
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Or else 1 wad kill him vv'f sorrow:
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So e'en to preserve tire poor body in life,
I think I maun wed him to-morrow, to morrow,
1 think I ~ maun wed him to-morrow.
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The Landlady of France.
A landlady of France, she loved an officer, 'tis said,
And this officer he dearly loved her brandy, Oh !
Sighed she, I love this officer, although his nose
is red,
And his legs are what his regiment call bandy
Oh!
But when the bandy officer was ordered to the coast,
How she tore her lovely locks that looked so
sandy, Oh !
Adieu, my soul, says she, if you write pray pay
the post;
But, before we part, let's take a drop of brandy
Oh !
She filled him out a bumper, just before he left
the town,
And another for herself, so neat and handy, Oh!
So they kept their spirits up, by their pouring
spirits down,
For love is like the cholic, cured with brandy,
Oh!
Take a boUle on't says she, for your going into camp,
In your tent you know, my love, 'twill be the
dandy, Oh!
Your right, says he, my life, for a tent is very
damp,
And 'tis better with my tent to take some brandy,
Oh !
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Nid X odd in.
(ruck e*en to; yd ki miner, ainT'are'^d Vo'lit* lane ?
Come and see how. biylhe.-are we, Jor JLjaiu* is jjoine
haihe;
J
O but he's been lang avva, and 0 mv heiut Was ?air
Whcii I sobb'd out a long iareweei ni&ylie' to mlvt
nae rnair.
But were a" nod din, nid nid nod din ;
O we re ay noddin at our hou^e at hame.
0 Iang hae I iongbt, ear- and late did 1 toir.
My bairnies for to feed and cieed, my comiurt was
their smile ;
When I thougiit on Jamie far a-w?ay and o1 his love
so lain,
A boding thiob thriil'd tiiro1 niy heart we\lmaybe
meet again.
iNow we^ie a' noddin.,, fee*
W h e n he k ndeked at HiVe tioor I thouglit I kend
, f n jheirap.
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w *.
When little Katie cried, rny clad die lias canje back ?
A slt;un gaed throSny anxious bi east. as thought-.,
iui?y I sat,,
1 raise, I gaz'd, f ell in his arms, and bur&t'd out & graU
But we're a' noddiu, &c.
Tell a' our neigh hours, and bid them mine and see,
My Jamie, that's 'tome hame again, for dear he is
to me ;
For now, Since gentle peace has dawn'd upon Our
native isle,
liv'ry heart will now rejoice, andet'ry face will ymiUv
For we're a" noddin, &c.
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border on title-page of a group of soldiers in Highland dress encircling a man wearing a feathered cap and a cape
(possibly Charles Edward Stuart.
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Woodcut 119: Title-page illustration in a double ruled rectangular border of a group of soldiers in Highland dress encircling a man wearing a feathered cap and a cape (possibly Charles Edward Stuart, "the Young Pretender").
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A Collection of Songs, &c. No. X Containing Wha'll be King but Charlie. Jenny's Bawbee. Mary. The Braw Fickle Wooer. The Landlady of France. Nid Noddin.
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Wha'll be King but Charlie.
Jenny's Bawbee.
Mary.
The Braw Fickle Wooer.
The Landlady of France.
Nid Noddin.
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[1815-1825?] per University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks
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8 pages
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Chapbook #19 in a bound collection of 40 chapbooks
Description
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Subject
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Ballads and songs
Chapbooks - Scotland - Edinburgh
Jacobites
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Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada
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<a title="University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks" href="http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/">University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks </a>
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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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Edinburgh: Printed for the Bookseller
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Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario
Type
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ballads & songs
# of Woodcuts: 1
Activity: dueling/fighting
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): Highland attire
Fashion (Clothing): military
Gender: man/men
Monarch: prince
Occupation: soldier
Outdoor Scene
Weapon: shield(s)
Weapons: sword(s)
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A COLLECTION OF
S O N G S , &c.
KO.
CONTAINING
ROB R O Y
IV*
MACGREGOR.
CA' T H E E W E S T O T H E
KNOWES.
MY NANNIE, 0.
A FAMOUS MAN W A S ROBIN HOOD.
MY N A T I V E H I G H L A N D
HOME.
' T W A S MERRY IN T H E H A L L .
GENERAL WOLFE'S
BID ME
SONG.
DISCOURSE.
EDINBURGH:
FRTNTED FOR THE BOOKSELLERS,
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Hob Roy Mcic regor.
Pardon now the bold outlaw,
Bob Iloy Macgregor, O !
G r a n t him mercy, gentles a',
R o b Roy Macgregor, O !
L e t your hands and hearts agree,
L e t the Highland laddie free,
Make us sing wi' muckle glee,
Rob R o y Macgregor, O !
L o n g the state has doom'd his f a \
Rob R o y Macgregor, O !
Still he spurn'd the hatefu' law,
R o b Roy Macgregor, O !
Scot® can for their country d i e ;
Ne'er for Britain's foes they flee,
A ' that's past forget—forgie,
R o b Roy Macgregor, O !
Scotland's fear, and Scotland's pride,
Rob Roy Macgregor, O !
Y o u r award must now abide,
R o b Roy Macgregor, O !
L a n g your favours hae been mine,
Favours I will ne'er resign,
Welcome then for auld Tangsyne,
R o b Roy Macgregor, O !
Ca the Ewes to the Knowes.
^Ca' the ewes to the knowes,
Ca* them where the heather grows,
Ca them where the burnie r©wa,
M botnie deark*
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As I gaed down the water side,
There I met my shepherd lad,'
H e row'd me sweetly in his plaid.
And ca'd me his dearie.
Ca' the ewes, kc*
Will ve gang down the water-side,
And see the waves sae sweetly glide*
Beneath the hazels spreading wide,
T h e moon it shines fu' clearly.
Ca* the ews, kc*
I was bred up at nae sic school,
My shepherd lad, to play the fool :
And a' the day to sit and dool,
And nae body to see me.
Ca' the ewes, kc.
Y e shall get gowns and ribbons meet,
Cauf leather shoon upon your feet;
And in my arms ye'se lie and sleep,
And ye shall be my dearie,
Ca' the ewes, &c.
If ye'll but stand to what ye've said,
Tse gang wi* you, my shepherd l a d ;
And ye may row me in your plaid,
And I shall be your dearie.
CV the ewes, &c.
While waters wimple to the sea,
While day blinks in the lift sae h i e ;
Till can Id death shall b\\n my ee,
Yf shall be my dearie,
Ca the ewes, &c.
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My Nannie,
0.
Behind yon: hills', where L u g a r florn,
'Mnn^ moors an mosses many, O ;
T h e wintry sun the day has closed,
And 111 awa to Nannie, ().
The«westlirr wind biavvs loud and shrill
T h e night's haith mirk and rainy, O,
But ril get my plaid, and out Hi steal,
A n ' owre the hilts to Nannie, ().
Mv N annuls charming, sweet and youngs
Nat artfif wiles to win ye, 0 ;
May ill bejW the rlaUYing tongue,
T h a t wad beguile my Nannie, O.
H e r face is fair, her heart is true.
As spotless as she's bonny, Q ;
T h e opening gowan, wat wi1 dew*
Nae purer is than Nannie, ().
A country lad is my degree,
An* few there lie that ken me. O ;
But what care I how few they he !
Tm welcome aye to Nannie, O.
My riches a's mv penny fee,
An' I maun guide it cannie, O ;
But warl's gear ne'er troubles me,
My thoughts are a' my Nannie, O.
Our aul.d gudeman delights to view,
His sheep an' kye thrive bonny, O ;
But I'm as bly the that hands his pie ugh.
A n ' has nae care but Nannie, O*
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Come weel, come wae, I c^trena by,
I II talc what Heav'n will send me's O ;
Nae ither care in life hae, I,
But live, an* love my Nannie, O.
A Famous Man was Robin Hood.
A famous man as Robin Hood,
T h e English ballad singers joy,
But Scotland has a chief as good,
She has, she has her bold Rob Roy*
A dauntless heart Macgregor shows,
And wondYous length and strength of arms
H e long has quelTd his Highland foes,
And kept, and kept his friends from harm.
A famous man, &e.
His daring mood protects birti still,
For this the robbers simple plan.
T h a t they should take who have the will,
And they, and they should keep who canA famous man, &c.
And while Rob Roy is free to rove,
In summer's heat and winter's snow,.
T h e tfagle he is lord a above.
And Rob, and Rob is lord below.
A famous man, he.
Mj) Native Highland
Home.
My Highland home, where tempests blowy
And cold thy wintry looks,
T h y mountains crown d with driven anew,
And ice-bound are thy brooks-!
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But colder far the Briton's heart,
However far he roam.
T o whom t hese words no joy impart,
My native Highland home !
Then gang wi' me to Scotland d e a r ;
W e ne'er again will r o a m ;
And with thy smiles so bonny, cheer
My native Highland home !
W h e n summer comes, the heather bell
Shall tempt thy feet to rove,
T h e cushat dove within the dell
Invites to peace and love !
For blythesome is the breath of May,
And sweet the bonny brtfom.
And blythe the dimpling rills that play
Around my High land home !
Then gang wi' me, 2JC.
' Twas Merry in the Hall.
Now ancient English melody/
Is banished out of doors,
And nothing's heard in modern day»,
But Signoras and Signors,
Such airs I hate
Like a pig in a gale,
Give me the good old strain,
W h e n 'twas merry in the hall,
T h e beards wagg'd all.
W e shall nevpr see the like again,
W e thai! nerer see the like again.
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On beds of d o ^ n our dandies lay,
And waste the cheerful morn,
While our squires of old would rouge the day
T o the sound of the bugle horn.
A n d their wives took care
T h e feast to prepare,
F o r when they left the plain,
Oh J 'twas merry in the hall,
T h e beards wagg'd all,
W e shall never see the like again,
W e shall never see the like again.
'Tvvas then the Christmas tale wa* told
Of goblin, ghost, or /airy,
And they cheer'd the hearts of the tenants old
W i t h a cup of good canary.
And they each took a smack
A t the cold blackjack,
Til! the fire burnt in their brain;
Oh ! 'twas merry in the hall,
The beards wagg'd all,
May we all see the like again,
M a y we all see the like again.
General Wolfe's Song.
H o w stands the glass around ?
F o r shame, you take no care, my boys !
How stands the glass around ?
L e t mirth and wine a b o u n d ;
T h e trumpets sound,
T h e colours now are flying, boys,
T o fight, kill, or wound !
May w® atill be found
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Content with our hard fate, my boys*
On the cold groilncl !
W h y , soldiers ! why
Should we bemelancholy, boys!
W h y soldiers, why I
Whose business His to die !
What, sighing ! fie ;
Don't fear, drink on, be jolly boys !
T i s he, you, or I,—
Cold, hot, wet, or dry ;
W e ' r e always found to follow, boys,
And scorn to fly !
T i s but in vain,
I mean not to upbraid you, boys ;
' T i s but in vain
F o r soldiers to complain ;
Should next campaign
Send us to him who made us, boys,
We're free from pain ;
But if we remain,
A bottle and good company
Cure all again.
Bid we Discourse.
Bid me discourse I will enchant thine ear,
Or like a fairy trip upon the green ;
Or like a nymph with bright and flowing hair,
Dance on the sands, and yet no footing seen.
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Title
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A Collection of Songs, &c. No. IV Containing Rob Roy MacGregor. Ca' the Ewes to the Knowes. My Nannie, O. A famous man was Robin Hood. My Native Highland Home. 'Twas merry in the Hall. General Wolfe's Song. Bid me discourse.
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Rob Roy MacGregor.
Ca' the Ewes to the Knowes.
My Nannie, O.
A famous man was Robin Hood.
My Native Highland Home.
'Twas merry in the Hall.
General Wolfe's Song.
Bid me discourse.
Date
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[1815-1825?] per University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks
Extent
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8 pages
Is Part Of
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Chapbook #7 in a bound collection of 40 chapbooks
Subject
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Chapbooks - Scotland - Edinburgh
Contributor
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Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada
Is Referenced By
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<a title="University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks" href="http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/">University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks </a>
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
Format
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Publisher
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Edinburgh: Printed for the Bookseller
Source
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Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario
Type
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ballads & songs
# of Woodcuts: 1
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): feather bonnet
Fashion (Clothing): Highland attire
Fashion (Clothing): kilt
Fashion (Clothing): military
Fashion (Clothing): sporran
Gender: man/men
Nature: hill(s)
Nature: rock(s)
Nature: waterfall(s)
Outdoor Scene
Weapon: shield(s)
Weapon: sword(s)
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A COLLECTION OF
S O N G S , &c.
No.
CONTAINING
CHARLIE
COME T E L L
IS M Y
ME
IS
DOWN
WHERE
MAY
WAKEN,
HOPE
IN A
VALLEY.
WV
LORDS AND
FLOWERS.
LADIES.
FLATTERING
O JEANIE, THERE'S
FEAR
PRINTED
MAID
MONRO.
COMES IN
TOLD A
THE
FOUND.
DOCTOR
ROSY
II
DARLING.
TALE.
NAETHING
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Charlie is My Darling.
Charlie is my darling, my darling, mv darling,
Oh ! Charlie,-is- my darling, the young Chevalier;
' I w a s on a Monday morning right early in the
year,
W h e n Charlie came to our town* the y o u n g
Chevalier.
A s he came riding up the street, the pipes played
loud and clear;
A n d a' the Folk came running out, to meet the
Chevalier.
Oh ! Charlie is my darling, my darling, my darlings
Oh ! Charlie is my darling, the young Chevalier.
Wi* Highland bonnets on their heads,
A n d claymore's bright arid clear ;
They came to fight for Scotland's right
Aiid the young Chevalier.
They've left their bonny Highland hills,
Their wives and bairnies dear ;
T o draw the sword for Scotland's L o r d ,
T h e young Chevalier.
Qh ! Charlie is my darling, &c.
Come tell me where the Maid is Found.
Come, tell me where the maid i§ found,
Whose heart can love without deceit,
A n d I will range the world around,
T o srgh one moment at her feet.
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O b ! teil me w^ere's her sainted home,
W h a t air receives her blessed sigh ;
A pij.grimage of years I'll rqam,
T o catch one sparkle of her eye.
And if her cheek be rosy bright,
W h i l e truth within her bosom lies,
I'll gaze upon her morn and night,
Till my heart leave me through my eyes.
Show me on earth a tiling so rare,
I'll own ail miracles are true ;
T o make one maid sincere and fair,
Oh ! 'tis the utmost heaven can do.
Down in a Valley.
Don't von remember a poor peasant's daughter,
In mat. russet gown, and apron so blue,
W h o won the affections of many that sought her,
Down in a valley where sweet violets grew.
T h e bluish on her cheek was modesty dawning*
Her lips were untainted the rose's sweet hue,
Unclouded by sorrow, she pass'd night and morning,
D o w n in a valley where sweet violets grew.
T h e soft matchless beauties dame nature had given,
W e r e pure as the crystalline drop of the dew,
Which painted sweet innocence mild as the heav'n,
D o w n in a valley where sweet violets grew.
But ah ! hapless sorrow, soon frost-nipt her beauty,
She droop'd as a blossom when robb'd of its hue,
i;>r love forc'd to yield to filial duty,
D@wn in a valley where sweet violets grew,
i
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Doctor Monro,
* Dear Doctor, be clever, and fling off your beaver,
Come, bleed me, and blister me, do not be slow ;
I ' m sick, I'm exhausted, my schemes they are
blasted,
A n d all driven heels-o'er-head, Doctor Monro.'
* Be patient, dear fellow, you foster your fever ;
Fray, what's the misfortune that bothers you *o ?'
4 O, doctor! I ' m ruined ! I'm ruined for ever !
M y lass has forsaken me, Doctor Monro.
* I meant to have married, and tasted the pleasures,
T h e sweets, the enjoyments, In wedlock that flow;
But she's ta'en another, and broken my measures,
And fairly con fou nd ed me, Doctor Monro.*
* r f l bleed and 1 11 blister you, over and over ;
I'll master your malady ere that I g o ;
j
But raise up your head from below the bed-cover,
A n d give some attention to D o c t o r Monro,
j
If Christy had wed you, she would have misled
you,
And laughed at your lore with some handsome
young beau ;
j
H e r conduct will prove i t ; but how would yon
love i t ? '
4 1 soon would have lamed her, dear Doctgi
Monro. 1
- Each year brings a pretty young son or a dauglij
ter;
Perhaps you're th« father, but bow shall yott
know?
4
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•
You
hug them—her gallant is bursting with
laughter!—
* That thodghtY like to murder me, D o c t o r
Monro.'
* T h e boys cost you many a penny and shilling;;
You breed them with pleasure, with trouble and
wo:
But one turns a rake, and,another a villain.''—
4 M y heart could n o t bear it, dear Doctor M o n r o /
6 T h e lasses are comely, and dear to your b o s o m ;
But virtue and beauty has many a foe !
O, think what may happen; just nipt in their
blossom f —
* A h , merciful Heaven ! cease, D o c t o r Monro.
•Dear Doctor, I'll thank you to hand me my
breeches ;
F m better -9 1 1 drink with you ere that you g o ;
1
r i l never more sicken for women or riches,
But love my relations and Doctor Monro.
I plainly perceive, were 1 wedded to Christy,
My peace and my pleasures I needs must fore-go/
H e still lives a bachelor; drinks when he's thirsty ;
And sings like a lark, and loves Doctor Monro.
Now Rosy May comes in w.i Flowers.
N o w rosy M a y conies in \\i ilow'rs*
T o deck her gay green spreading bovvVs,
A n d now comes in my happy hours;
T o wander wi' my -Davie.
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T h e crystal waters round us fa',
T h e merry birds are lovers ay
T h e scented breezes round us hlaw, „
A-wandering wi' my Davie.
Meet me on the warlock knowe,
Dairitie Davie, Daintie Davie ;
There Fl! spend the day wi1 you,
M y ain dear Daintie Davie*
W h e n purple morning starts the hare,
T o steal upon her early fare,
Then thro** the dews I will repair,
T o meet my faithfu' Davie.
W h e n day, expiring in the west,
T h e curtain draws o' Nature's rest,
I flee'to his arms I IdVbe^t,
A n d that's my ain dear Davie.
Meet me on, &c.
Waken, Lords and Ladies Gay.
W a k e n , lords and ladies gay,
On the mountains dawns the d a y ;
All the jolly chase is here,
W i t h hawk, and horse, and hiniting spear,
Hounds are in their couples yelling.
Hawks are whistling horns are knelling ;
Merrily, merrily, mingle they,
W a k e n , lords and ladies gay.
W a k e n , lords and ladies gay,
T h e mist has left the mountain gray ;
Spring lets in the dawn are streaming.
Diamonds in the break are gleaming;
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And foresters have bwsy been
T o trace the buck in thicket green :
Now we come to chant our hay,
Waken, lords and ladies gay.
W a k e n , lords and ladies gay,
T o the green wood haste away ;
W e can show you where he lies,
Fleet of foot and tall of size :
W e can show thfc marks hie made
W h e n "gainst" the oak his antlers frayed;
Y o u shall see him brought to bay,
Waken,' lords and ladies gay.
Louder, louder chant the lay,
W a k e n , lords and ladies gay ;
Tell them, youth, with mirth and glee,
Eun a coursevas well as we :
T i m e , stern huntsman ! who can balk,
Staunch as hound and ileet as hawk ;
Think of this and rise with day,
Gentle lords and ladies gay,
Hope told a flattering Tale.
H o p e told a flattering tale,
That j o y would soon return,
A h ! nought my sighs avail,
For L o v e is doomed to mourn.
Ah ! where's the flatt'rer gone ?
From me for ever flown,
T h e happy dream of love is o'er,
Life, alas ! can charm no more,
�0 Jennie, there s Naething to Fear F<
O!
mv ladies our j o y s to complete again,
M^et me agaiii'm the gloamin' niv dearie : ;
L o w down i1 the dell let us meet again,
O ! Jennie, there's naething to [ear ye :
Come when the wee bat flits silent an "eerie;
C o m e when the pale face o' nature iooks weary.
Love he thy sure defence.
Beauty an* innocence
O ! Jeanie, there's naething to fear y e .
Sweetly blaws the haw an' the rowan-tree.
Wild roses speck our thieket so breerie :
Still, still will our bed in the greenwood b e —
O ! J eanie there's naething to fear ye :
Note when the blackbird o' singing grows weary,
List when the beetle bee's bugle comes near ye :
Then come with fairy haste,
Light foot an' beating breast—
O ! Jeanie, there's naething to fear ye.
Far, far will the bogle an' brownie be ;
Beauty and truth they darena come near it.
Kind love is the tie of our unity ;
A' maun love it, an' a* maun revere it.
L o v e maks the song o' the woodland sae cheerie,
L o v e gars aVNature look bonnie that's near y e ;
L o v e maks the rose sae sweet,
Cowslip an' violet—
O ! Jeanie, there's naething to fear ye.
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A Collection of Songs, &c. No. II Containing Charlie is my Darling. Come Tell Me Where The Maid Is Found. Down in a Valley. Doctor Monro. Rosy May Comes In Wi' Flowers. Waken, Lords and Ladies. Hope Told a Flattering Tale. O Jeanie, There's Naething to Fear Ye.
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<a href="https://ocul-gue.primo.exlibrisgroup.com/permalink/01OCUL_GUE/mrqn4e/alma9953133903505154">s0499b13</a>
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Charlie is my Darling.
Come Tell Me Where The Maid Is Found.
Down in a Valley.
Doctor Monro.
Rosy May Comes In Wi' Flowers.
Waken, Lords and Ladies.
Hope Told a Flattering Tale.
O Jeanie, There's Naething to Fear Ye.
Date
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[1815-1825?] per University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks
Extent
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8 pages
Is Part Of
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Chapbook #3 in a bound collection of 40 chapbooks
Subject
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Chapbooks - Scotland - Edinburgh
Contributor
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Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada
Is Referenced By
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<a title="University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks" href="http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/">University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks</a>
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
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.
Publisher
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Edinburgh: Printed for the Bookseller
Source
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Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario
Type
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ballads & songs
# of Woodcuts: 1
Activity: dueling/fighting
Activity: horse back riding
Animal: horse(s)
Architecture: house
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): belted plaid
Fashion (Clothing): bonnet
Fashion (Clothing): feather bonnet
Fashion (Clothing): Highland attire
Fashion (Clothing): kilt
Fashion (Clothing): military
Fashion (Clothing): sporran
Gender: man/men
Gender: woman/women
Occupation: soldier
Outdoor Scene
Transportation: horse(s)
Weapon: shield(s)
Weapon: sword(s)