1 10 3 https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/2ccb2f7652240339be1b1321f1310e0d.jpg a6c80938db1c5be03cf63483c37a8b4a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Illustration on title-page (enclosed in border with a triangle and dot pattern) of a king sitting dressed in full regalia in an outdoor scene. https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/63c7b88be98fb8543b7969485e872334.pdf b1954dfb44b05df3f800ce5b881ba1de PDF Text Text T H E K I N G S MUSTER, T o which is added, H A E L U C K A B O * T T H E HOUSE, U AND U P IN T H E M O R N I N G AND EARLY, F' J BAULDY BAIRD, GLASQOW: FuNititd and Sold, Wholewit, and Retail, kjr A . Hutchison, Booktdler, 19. SaUwmrhHi) 1823,. �T H E KING'S MUSTEK. TONE—The Auld Wife ayont the lire. tv Little wat ye wha's coming, Little wat he wha's coming, Little war yc wha's coming, Now the King himsel's coining* There'* coaches coming, steam-hoats hii&r&mg, Targets comii.g, turtles scumming, Bow Street, and Lochaber's coming W i ' pipes to make a braw bumming, t •v ' Little ken ye wha's coming. Clans and clowns and a's coating. Gcrrtk and his cook's coming, Glengarry and Jus tail's coming, Dake and Dungwaessell'a coming, And walth o' gaucie bailies coming. Little wat ye wha's coming, Npw the King himsel's comicg. Tartan s coining, muslin's coming, Gregarich's coming, Greenock's corting. Here's the holly badge o' Drummond, Ami there's a Celt, that's but a rum one* �Little ken ye wha's coming, Cat and Capperfae's coming. Breadalbane's breekless kernes are coming, Paisley's weaving barns are coming, Dirks are coming, trcddles coming, Provwt Jarvie's coacli is coming. Little wat ye wha's coming, Now the King himspPs coming. There's plaides enow, and mauds coming, Bonnie border lads coming, H o * you stare, ye jade, woman, T t »ec the braw cockades coming. Little wat ye wha's coming, Young Buccleuch and a's coming. The great Macallummore's coming, The thane and the Strathmore's coming, A body canna snore, woman, A ' their piprochs squeeling, bumming. l/ptle wat ye wha's coming, Warld and wife, aridVs coming. Auld Reekie's turnM a daft woman, There's carxe in every carft, worn in? And, troth, it's a' but weel-becoming, N*w tha King himsel's coming. �Little ken ye wha'i coming, King and kilt, and a's coming. I NAfc L U C K A B O U T T H E HOU«£. And are ye »ure the news are true) And are ye sure he's weel! Is this a time to ta'k o' wark, Mak' hast set by your wheel. Is this a time to ta'k o* wark, When Collin's at the door, Gi'e nic my cloak, I'll to the Quey And see him come ashore. For there's nae luck about the bouse, There's nae luck ava; There's little pleasure in the houst, When our gudeman's awa. Rise up and mak' a clean fireside, Put on the muckle Pat, Gi'e little Kate her cotton gown, And Jock his Sunday's coat; And mak' their shoon as black at site*, Their hose as white as snaw, It's a' to please my ain gudeman, For he's been lang awa. ijfaaJl j Fbr there's nae luck, &c. There's twn fat hens upon the bauk, 'S been fed thi» month and amir, �( ^ 6 M«k' hast and thraw their necks about* That CoHin weel may fare; Amd spread the table neat and clean, Gar ilka thing louk braw, It's a' for love o' my gudeman, For he's been lang aw a. For there's nae luck, 8cc. O me down my biggonets, My Bishop satin gown, Fdr I maun tell the Bailie's wifr, That Collin'* come to town. M y Sunday's shoon they maun gxe on. My hose o' pearl blue, It's a9 to please my ain gudeman. For ee's baith leal and true. For there's nae luck, &c« t i f true's his words, sae smooth's his s p w h , His breath like caller aijy His very foot has music in't When he comes up the stair. Aftd will I see his face again, And will I hear hup speak, Vm downright dizzy wi' the thought* In troth I'm like to greet. , For there's nae luck, &c. ¥ P IN T H E M O R N I N G EARLY. CiUU) btaws the win' frae north to south, Ab4 drift is driving saiily; �6 "fkt »keep are eonring i' the heagh, Osirs! it's winter fairly. N<»w np in the morning's no for me, Up in the morning early; Ti rather gang supperlcss t« my bod, Tbun rise in the morning early. I^wle rain the blast amang the wood*, Tho branches tirlin barely; Awning the chimlcy taps it thuds, And frost is nippen sairly. Naw up in the morning's no for me, Up in the morning early; T o sit a' night I'd rather agree, Than rise in the morning early. Tbe sun peeps o'er yon sou-thlan' hill, Like onie timorous carlie; Just blinks a wee, then sinks again, And that we find severely;1 Kit / up in the m o r n i n g s n o f »r m e , Up in the morning early; Wben snaw blaws into the chimley check, WbaM rise in the morning early. hne linties lilt on hedge or bu«hf Poor things they suffer sairly; Ib can Id r i fe quarters a' the night, A' day they fe6d but sparely. K m tip iw the morning's for me, Up it) the morning early; T �7 What fate can be waur, in winter ttar*, Than rise in the morning early. A coney house, and a cantie wife, Keeps aye a body cheery: And pantry stow'd wi' meal and ro»»t, Pklt answers unco rarely. Bnt up in the morning na, na na, Up in the morning early; • The gowans maun glint on bank m ' kka« Ere I rise in the morning earl?. BAULDY BAiSD. Baddy Baird's come again, Bauldy Baird's cwme again; Tell the news through burgh and (tai, Bauldy Baird's come again! O Bauldy Baird can buy and stM Barrels o' herring, lades o' meal; Cheat till the good man be poor, And putch till the good wife look to»r; Laugh and clatter, curse and ban, Tell a lie wi' onie man. Tell the news to a' ye ken> That Bauldy : Baird's come again. . . .i i } * i* i Bauldy Baird can drink, I trow, Till a' the bodies roun' be iu'; Ilka ane that shares his bicker, _,itjM, ; >rT Kens bow Bauldy pays bis liquor. �0 When ye>re fit', he's on the cateh, Me'H buy yovr blankets, corn, or watoh. Ye sh rpers a9, though London reared, A > c a' but cuiff§ to Bauldy Baird. Bmildy Bnird can brag o' gambllag, Kens ihe airts o' dark dissembling. Bauldy Baird can make a ten, T o cut the Jack at Catch-the-Ten. Farmer bodies! watch your pea**, Hide your butter, eggs, and chcsse; For whether ripe, or in the brair^ It's a' ane to Bauldy baird. 9 i close that slap there, lock thai jate, Else some stooks will tak' the gate; For Bauldy's poney likes your gnmy Jest as weel as 'twere his ain: Spooks o' rorn, and shaves o' peaee; Whiles your hens, and whiles ye«f geese; For, faith, he's no so easy seated, It's a* aue to Bauldy Baird. ©a Bauldy Beird the law was fib, T o draw him on a cart to jttilf Bat Bauldy Baird, the pauky deevil, fliipt the loop, and >efi the beagle; O'er the dike and through the fie'ht Baaldy ran wi' mettle heels. Watch the corn stack, Robin Law, For Bauldy Baird's run awa', O riu, and let the bailie ken, Tfefi ttoaldj Baird's ccrae again. 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Te sh rpers a\ though London reared, A « a' but cuiffs to Bauldy Baird. Rjiuldy Bnird can brag o* gambling, Kens the airts o' dark dissemblag. Bauldy Baird can make a ten, T o cut the Jack at Catch-the-Tew. Farmer bodies! watch your pea«t, Hide your butter, eggs, and chcss*; For whether ripe, or in the brairdi It's a' ane to Bauldy baird. T H E KING S MUSTER, T o which is added, NAE LUCK A B O U T T H E HOUSE, AND VP IN T H E M O R N I N G EARLY, AND BAULDY BAIRD, O I clo&e that slap there, lock thai yate, Else some stooks will tak' the gate; For Bauldy's poney likes your gnm, J«st as weel as 'twere his ain: ^ooks o' rom, and shaves o* peait; Whiles your hens, and whiles yo»r gt»s«; p^r, faith, he's no so easy scaled, It's a' aue to Bauldy Baird. Bauldy Baird the law was T o draw him on a cart to jnilt Rat Bauldy Baird, the pauky deevil, fjipt the loop, and left the beagU; C^cr the dike and through tht Ba«ldy rau wi' mettle heels. Watch the corn 6tack, Robin Law, For Bauldy Baird's run awa', O rin, and let the bailie ken, ?felt Baaldj Baird's ccrae again !. F I N 1 Ik GLASGOW: PMkktA mid Sold, Wholesale ami Retail, by ft. Hutchison, Booktc^le*, 19. 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Suiujoui aqi u; asii u m ^ iui •] ssajjaddns joqjwj p j i£\jvo ^uiuioui aq> u; ^ 'aiu jcj ou ^Suiuiom oqi uj du aw^ jajUlM 94}t \*2f9 Q cpoq •qSnoq aqj 4i jjuuuo? m dwiji ^ ^ s 9 7 > What fate can be waur, in winter ttare, Than rise in the morning early. ., T H E KING'S MUSTER* T « * e — T h e Auld Wife ayont the Ere. Little wat ye wha's coming, Little wat he wha's coming, A Little wat ye wha's coming, Now the King himsel's coining. There's coaches criming, steam-hoats lamming, Targets'coming, turtles scumming, Bow Sireet, and Lochaber's coining W i ' pipes to mak£ a braw bumming, [\ ' - Littlet' ken ye wha's coming. Clans and clowns and a's coating. Curtis and his cook's coming, Glengarry and his tail's coming, Dakc and Dungwaessell's coming, And walth o' gaucie bailies coming. Little wat ye wha's coming, Npw the King hioiscl's ccmicg. Tartan s coining, muslin's coming, Gregarich's coming, Greenock's coding. Here's the bolly badge o' DrummoncH And there's a Gelt, that's but a rum one, * A cosey house, and a cantie wife, Keeps aye a body chcery: And pantry stow'd wi' meal and msat, ^ It answers unco rarely. Bnt up in the morning na, na na, Up in the morning early; » The gowans maun glint on bank aa' biae Ere I rise in the morning early. BAULDY BAISD. Banldy Baird's come again, Bauldy Baird's e»*ie again; Tell the news through burgh aod gtai, Bauldy Baird's come agaiui O Bauldy Baird can buy and stM Barrels o' herring, lades o' meal; Cheat till the good man be poor, And putch till the good wife look to»r; Laugh and clatter, curse and ban, Tell a lie wi' onie man. Tell the news to a' ye ken, That Bauldy: Baird's come again. Bauldy Baird can drink, I trow, Till a' the bodies roun' be iu'; Ilka ane that shares bis bicker, Kens how Bauldy pays bis liqiier, .' ' < � Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Woodcut 073: Title-page illustration in a border with a triangle and dot pattern portraying a king sitting dressed in full regalia in an outdoor scene. Document A resource containing textual data. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre text. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The King's muster, to which is added, Nae luck about the house, and Up in the morning early, and Bauldy baird, Alternative Title An alternative name for the resource. The distinction between titles and alternative titles is application-specific. Nae luck about the house Up in the morning early Bauldy baird Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1823 Extent The size or duration of the resource. 10 pages 16 cm Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context <a href="https://ocul-gue.primo.exlibrisgroup.com/permalink/01OCUL_GUE/mrqn4e/alma9923347043505154">s0357b20</a> Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource In the public domain; For high quality reproductions, contact Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph. libaspc@uoguelph.ca, 519-824-4120, Ext. 53413 Format The file format, physical medium, or dimensions of the resource 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 An entity responsible for making the resource available Glasgow: R. Hutchinson, Bookseller Source A related resource from which the described resource is derived Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario Type The nature or genre of the resource ballads & songs Subject The topic of the resource Chapbooks - Scotland - Glasgow Description An account of the resource Woodcut #73: Illustration on title-page (enclosed in border with a triangle and dot pattern) of a king sitting dressed in full regalia in an outdoor scene. # of Woodcuts: 1 Architecture: castle Bib Context: title-page Chapbook Date: 1821-1830 Chapbook Genre: ballads & songs Chapbook Publisher - Glasgow: R. Hutchinson Fashion (Clothing): regalia Gender: man/men Monarch: king Outdoor Scene https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/7003a80b47b541f5ee6bf0cfbae7766c.jpg 069eb94383b90d6af59085aefebc8a08 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Woodcut on title-page portraying two men dueling wearing hats and long coats https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/1e09700d7e3781a2920a892603ed6c6d.pdf 2efc43b107b7d6cf92d57ac3dec91b8e PDF Text Text Rob Roy Macgregor, To which are added, Mrs. F.s Delight The Highland Laddie, ©ILLY AND NANCY'S ^RTJNG, Together let us Range. GLASGOW: Published and Sold, Wholesale and IteM, by R . Hutchison, Bookseller, y 1 19. Salt-market. 1823. �ROB ROY MACGREGOR. PAHDON now the bold outlaw, Rob Roy Macgregor, O! Grant him mercy, pentbs a', Rob R^oy Macgregor, O I Led your ftarids and hearts agree, Let the Highland laddie free, Mak' us sing wi' muckle glee, Rob Roy Macgregor, 0 1 L0113 the state had doom'd his fa', Rob Roy Macgregor, O! Siill he spurned the hatefu' law, Rob Roy Macgregor, O J Scots can for their country die; Ne'er for Britan's foes they flee, A ' that's past forget—forgie Rob Roy Macgregor, O! Scotland's fear, and Scotland's prid«j Rob Roy Macgregor, O! Your award must now abide, Rob Roy Macgregor, O! Lang your favours hae been mij>c, Favours I will ne'er resign— Welcomc then for auld langsynt, Rob Roy Margrcgor, OT �M R S . F.'S D E L I G H T . COMPOSED BY H E R HUSBAND. Some men they do delight in hound? And some in hawks take pleasure, Some do rejoice in war and wounds, And thereby goiri great treasure. Some men do love on sea to sail; And some rejoice in riding; Bat all their judgments do them fail— O! no such joy as chiding. When in the morn I ope my eyes, T o entertain the day, Before my husband e'en can rise, I chide him—then I pray. When I at table take my place, Whatever be the meat, I first do chide—and then say grace, If so dispo&'d to eaU Too fat, too lean, too hot, too cold, I ever do complain. Too raw, too roast, too young too old Faults I will And or feign. �4 Let it be flesh, or fowl or fish, It never shall be said, But I'll fi,nd fault with meat or dish, With master, or with maid. But when I go to bed at night, I heartily do weep, That I must part with my delight— 1 cannot scold and sleep. However this doth mitigate, And much abate my sorrow, That though to-night it be too late, I'll early scold to-morrow. T H E H I G H L A N D LAD-DIE. The Lawland lads think they are tine, But O! they're vain and idly gaudy; How much unlike the g r a c e d mein, And manly looks of my Highland laddre. O my bonny Highland laddie; My handsome, charming Highland laddie, May heaven still guard, and love reward, The Lawland lass and her Highland laddie. If I were free at will to choose T o be the wealthiest Lawland lady, �I'd tak young Donald without trews, With bonnet blue and belted plaidw. 0 my boniiie, fyc. Tlie brawest beau in burrows town, In a' his airs with art made ready, Compared to him, he's but a clown, He's finer far in's tartan plaidie. O my bonnicy fye. O'er benty hills with him I'll run, And leave my Lawland kin and daddit; Frae winter's cauld, and simmer's sun, He'll screen me with his Highland plakfce. O my bonnicy Sfc. A painted room, and silken bed, May please a Lawiand laird and lady; But I can kiss, and be as glad, Behind a bush, in's Highland plaidie. O my bonnie, F*w compliments between us pass, l e a ' him my dear Highland laddie; And he ca'sme his Lawhind lass, Syne rows me in beneath his plaidie. 0 my bo7uiie9 tyc. Xac greater joy I'll e'er pretend, Than that his love proves true and steady �6 Like mine to him, which ne'er rhall end, While Heav'n preserves ray Highland laddie. 0 my bonnie, fyc. B I L L Y AND N A N C Y ' S PARTING. I T was on a Monday morning, just at the break of day, Our ship she slipt her cable and we were bound to sea: The wind blew from the south-east, and from Greenock we were boond, The streets they were all garnished, with pretty maids all round. There was a pretty sailor all in his blooming years, H e came unto his true love, with bitter sighs and tears; And he came unto his true love, to let her understand, That he was going to leave her into some foreign land. Why say you so dear Billy? these words do break my heart, Come let us now be married, before that we do part: �7 These fourteen weeks nni longer. I'm going with child to the*, So stay at home dear Billy, be kind and marry me. If I should stay at home, my dear, another would take my place, It would be a shame to mc, love, besides a sad disgrace: The King he's wanting men, my dear, and I for one must go, And for my very life, love, I must not answer no. Well, I'll cut off my yellow hair, man's clothes I will put on, And I will go along with you, to be your waiting man: Like a true and faithful servant, I on my love will wait, No storm nor danger will I fear, let it be e'er so great. Your waist it is too slender, your fingers are too small, I fear you will not answer me, when I do on you call, W4ien cannons they do rattle, and bullets tbey do fly, And silver trumpets sounding, to drown the dreadful «ry. �8 If I should meat a bonny lass, that's merry, blythe and gay, And on her set my fancy, what would my Nancy say? What would I say dear Willy, but I would love her too, It's I would step aside, my dear, till she would pleasure you. Why, say you so, de-ar Nancy! you now do gain my heart; Come, let us now be married, 'before thpt we do part. This o u p l e now are married, and sailing o'er the main, All goodness may att?nd them, till they return again. T O G E T H E R L E T US RANGE, Together let U9 range the fields, Impearl'd with the morning dew, Or view the fruit the vineyard yields, Or the apples clustering bough. There in close embowered shades, Impervious to the noontide ray, By tinkling rills—or rosy beds, We'll love the sultry hours away. FINIS. 1 � Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Woodcut 018: Title-page illustration in single ruled border of two men dueling. Both are wearing hats and long coats. Outdoor scene. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Rob Roy Macgregor, To which are added, Mrs. F.'s Delight The Highland Laddie, Billy ad Nancy's Parting, Together let us Range. Alternative Title An alternative name for the resource. The distinction between titles and alternative titles is application-specific. Mrs. F.'s Delight The Highland Laddie Billy ad Nancy's Parting Together let us Range. Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1823 Extent The size or duration of the resource. 8 pages 16 cm Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context <a href="https://ocul-gue.primo.exlibrisgroup.com/permalink/01OCUL_GUE/mrqn4e/alma9936352173505154">s0604b37</a> Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource In the public domain; For high quality reproductions, contact Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph. libaspc@uoguelph.ca, 519-824-4120, Ext. 53413 Format The file format, physical medium, or dimensions of the resource 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 An entity responsible for making the resource available Glasgow: R. Hutchinson, Bookseller Subject The topic of the resource Chapbooks - Scotland - Glasgow Ballads and songs Highlands Courtship and Marriage Source A related resource from which the described resource is derived Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario Activity: dueling/fighting Bib Context: title-page Chapbook Date: 1821-1830 Chapbook Genre: ballads & songs Chapbook Publisher - Glasgow: R. Hutchinson Fashion (Clothing): bonnet Fashion (Clothing): bonnet (military) Fashion (Clothing): breeches Fashion (Clothing): Highland attire Fashion (Clothing): jacket Fashion (Clothing): knee breeches Fashion (Clothing): military Fashion (Clothing): pants Fashion (Clothing): scarves Fashion (Clothing): waist coat Gender: man/men Outdoor Scene Weapons: sword(s) https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/74126c72dd8e019e8929639a84342b97.jpg b4ca622ade21429384eb6e0c68f354ba Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Illustration on title- page a woman in conversation with a man in front of building. https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/44fbe0b77ea97939b7cfacf7bf3ff73c.pdf 76eb4ef55ec8a0930bcb4db70ec46b9e PDF Text Text KATHARINE 0G1E, T o which is added, JOHN ANDEUSON, MY JO, JEAN ANDERSON,-MY JO, M A 11 I A GLASGOW: JVWistitd and Sold, Wholesale and Retail, by R , Hutchison, Bookseller, 19. Soltoarket. �fi • K A T H A R I N E OGIEL ' As walking forth to view the plaiDy Upon a. morning early, While J^lpy's sweet 6Ceiy; did efceer my braiw, From flowers which grew so rarely; 1 chanced to nwret a pretty mak], V She shined though it Mas fo#ie: 1 jtsk^d her name^ sweet Sir, she said, My oame is K<|fch'rinc Ogic. V I stood Awhile, and did admire, To a j*ymph so stately; brisk iw air tjicre did appear 1,0 a country it aid so neatly:— gijcfr i>atVa! sweetness ihe displayed, Like lilies in a bogie; Ifeifta's self ww ne'er arrayed Like this same Kath'i ine Ogie. [Pfl^*. ... 4 w #Hiou flaw'r of females, beauty's quem> ' j : •. W h o secsAbeP.fcurp tppst prize theo; Though thou art drest i« robes but me&v, Yet these cannot disguise thee: T h y "handsome graceful l#ok, Excels each clownish togie; Tbou'rt match for4, tSlrd^or lord, or duke, My charming JCath'rijpe Ogie. >r ; �O ! wcte I bnt some shepherd strain, To feed my flock beside thee: At bughting-time to leave the plain, In flwlking to abide thlft; I'd think myself a happier man, With Kate, my clufb, and dogie, Than he that hugs his thousands ten, Ha<l I but Kath'rine Ogie. Then I'd despise th' imperial throno, And statesmen's dgng'rous stations, I'd be no king, I ' d wear ik> crown, I'd smile at co*Kjto*ring nations, M^rht I caress, and still possess This lass of whom I'm vogie; For they arc toys, and still look lesd, Compared with Kath'rine Ogie. h fear the gods have not decreed £or me so fine a creature, Whose beauty rare makes her exceed All other works in nature* Clouds of de-pair surround my love, That are both dark and foggie; Pitv my case, ye powers above! Else I die for Kath'rine Ogie. J O H N ANDERSON, MY JO. John Anderson, my jo, John, When we were first acquent, �4 Your locks were like the ravert, Your bonnif brow was brent; But now your head's turned bald, John, Your locks are like the anow, Yet, blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson, tny jo. John Anderson, my jo, John, When uature first began To try her cannie hand, John, Her master-work was man: And you amang them a' John, Sae trig frae tap to toe, She proved to be nae journey-work, John Anderson, my jo. John A-nderson, my jo, John, Ye were my first conceit, And ye need na think it strange, John, Though I ca' ye trim and neat; Though some folks say ye're ait* J, John, 1 never think you so, But I think ye're aye the same to rive, JoIih Anderson, my jo. J.>hn Anderson, my jo, John, We've seen *ur bairns' bairns, And yet, my dear John Anderson, - I'm hnppy in your arms; And sue are ye in mine John, X'ni suie ye'il ne'er say no, �S Ffcougfi the days are gane that we ha*e J dim Anderson, my jo, Jplta Andersou, my jo, John, What pleasure does it gie, To see sae many sprouts John, spring up 'tween you and me; And ilka lad and lass, John, In our footsteps to go, Makes perfect heaven here on earttr, John Anderson, my jo. John Anderson, my jo, John, Frae year to year we've past, And soon that year maun come, J;ohn, Will bring us to our last; But let na that affright us, Johti, Our hearts were ne'er our foe, While in innocent delight we lived, John Anderson, my jo. John Anderson, my jo, John, We clamb the hill thc^ithcr, And money a can tie dkyi John, V 1 We've had wltli ail6 aiiithef; Now we maun totter df>wn, JohtJ, But hand in hand \4'l\ And we'll sleep the^nHher'ut the fwofj Jtdjp Andersoj^ my jo. j a w p i i i iat3 c r w < w > ' �6 1 J&AN A N D E R S O N , M Y JO. W U t f Nature first b ^ n n , Jean, Ta try her Dannie hand, It*s true she first made manx Jwti, And ga'e him great commanA; But iiaethin^ wad consent him, Jcart, Though king of a* below, Till Heaven in pity sent him, Jefctt, 1ft"hat niaisi he wished—a jo! 'Bhough some may say Tm auld, Je'an, And say the same of thee, ISVer fret to hear it tauld, Jean, You still look young to. me: Ami weel t mind the day, Jean, Yonr breast was white as snotv, And waist sae jimp ane might it spa ft, Jerfft Anderson, my jo! ' Our bonnie bairns' bairns, Jean, With rapture do I see, Come todlin to the fire-side, Or ?it upon my knee; I f there k pleasure hcje, Jean, Or happiness helow, Tbi* surely maup be likest it, Jean Anderson, my jo. Though age has sillafred oWre my pow Siupe we were first acquent, �7 And changed njy flossy raveti loek>, It's left us still content; Aad eild ne'er conies &anp, JeaTL But aft brings mony a wo, Yet wu'vpnae e^usefor sic.jcoinpl^n^ Jean Anderson, my jo. In innocence we've spent our And pleasant looks the past; Nae anxious thoughts alarm u^ Wc'er chqarful t;o the last: Till Death knock at pur door, Jean, Aud wnrn us With to go, Contented we will and love, Jean Anderson, my jo, ltf* now a Ipng time, Jc&nf Since you arid I begun To ftptachel up life's hill, Jean, Our race is nearly run; W e baith hae done our best, Jean, Our sun is wearing low: Sae let ns quietly sink to rest, Jean Anderson, my jo. 'Twas near a thicket's caloi retrcr**, Under a poplar tree, Maria chose her lonely seat, To mourn her sorrows frrq. �8 Wef ioyplj form wa^ tweet to view, As dawn at opening d^y; ' liui, ah ! she mourn'd her love aot tme, Am! wept her cares away. T he iirook flmvM gently at her fef!, ID murmurs smooth aloiiir; " Her pipe, which once she tun'd so ill c . Had now forgot its song. N® more tP chai m, the va)e «he trie*, For gnet%jis fill'd her breast; Fled are the joys us'd to prize, Arid fled with them licr rest. Poor hepless maid ! who can bebo&l Thy anguish so severe,1 (>r hear thy lovq-lorn story told. Without a pilying leor ! Maria, hapless maid, adieu ! Thy Sorrows soon must cease; £0011 heaven will take a maid so tru* To everlasting pcaee. tflNIS. it** Tjfano! nod ^ffeiic. i3ft ciuoia t>i � Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Woodcut 072: Title-page illustration in a single ruled rectangular border of a woman in conversation with a man standing in front of building. Document A resource containing textual data. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre text. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Katherine Ogie, to which is added, John Anderson, my jo, Jean Anderson, my jo, Maria. Alternative Title An alternative name for the resource. The distinction between titles and alternative titles is application-specific. John Anderson, my jo, Jean Anderson, my jo, Maria. Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1829 Extent The size or duration of the resource. 8 pages 16 cm Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context <a href="https://ocul-gue.primo.exlibrisgroup.com/permalink/01OCUL_GUE/mrqn4e/alma9923346353505154">s0361b07</a> Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource In the public domain; For high quality reproductions, contact Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph. libaspc@uoguelph.ca, 519-824-4120, Ext. 53413 Format The file format, physical medium, or dimensions of the resource 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 An entity responsible for making the resource available Glasgow: R. Hutchinson, Bookseller Source A related resource from which the described resource is derived Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario Description An account of the resource Woodcut #72: Illustration on title- page a woman in conversation with a man in front of building. Type The nature or genre of the resource ballads & songs Subject The topic of the resource Chapbooks - Scotland - Glasgow Courtship and Marriage # of Woodcuts: 1 Architecture: window(s) Bib Context: title-page Chapbook Date: 1821-1830 Chapbook Publisher - Glasgow: R. Hutchinson Gender: man/men Gender: woman/women Nature: tree(s) Outdoor Scene