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THE GLEN COLLECTION
OF SCOTTISH MUSIC
Presented by Lady Dorothea Ruggles-
Brise to the National Library of Scotland,
in memory of her brother, Major Lord
George Stewart Murray, Black Watch,
killed in action in France in 1914.
ZUh January 1927.
Digitized by the Internet Archive
in 2011 with funding from
National Library of Scotland
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Orpheus Caledonius:
O R, A
COLLECTION
O F
SCOTS SONGS.
Set to Muiick
W, T H 0 M S 0 K
VOL. 11.
LONDON
Printed for the Author,^ at his Hoiife in
Lekefier-Fields.
T O
HER GRACE THE
Diitchefs of Hm
i^ £' (/^
HE firft Volume of thefe
Songs having appear d
under the Protedion of her
Majefty ; where cou'd I hope
Ai to
EDICATION.
to find a proper Patronefs
for the fecond, but in the
Dutchefs oi Hamiltofil
Tho' being allow'd the Ho-
nour of flieltring theoi under
your Grace's Name, is rather
making a Demand for new Fa-
vours, than gratefully acknow-
ledging numberlefs Obligations
part ; yet I had no other way
left, to declare publickly
Your Grace's moft Devoted
and moft Obliged
Humble Servant,
William Thomson.
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Orpheus Caiedonius.
VOL. II.
I.
CromletV L,tlt.
I N C E all thy Vows, falfe Maidj
Are blown to Air,
And my poor Heart bctray'd
To fad Dcfpair^
Into fome Wildernefs,
My Grief I will exprefs.
And thy Hard-hear tedncfs,
O cruel FaiFo
Vol. IL
liate
2 T5rpheus Caledonius.
Have I not graven our Loves
Gn every Tree :
In yonder fpreading Groves,
Tho' falfe thou be :
Was not a folemn Oath
Plighted betwixt us both,
Thou thy Faith, I my Troth,
Conftant to be?
Some gloomy Place I'll find.
Some doleful Shade^
Where neither Sun nor Wind
E'er Entrance had :
Into that hollow Cave,
There will I figh and rave,
Becaufe thou do'il behave
SofaithlelHy.
Wild Fruit fhall be my Meat,
I'll drink the Springs
Cold Earth fhall be my Seat :
For covering
ril have the flarry Sky
My Head to canopy,
Until my Soul on high
Shall fpread its WingJ
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rU have no funeral Fire,
Nor Tears for me :
No Grave do I defire,
Nor Obfequies :
The courteous Red-Breafi he.
With Leaves will cover me,
And fmg my Elegy,
With doleful Voice.
And when a Ghoft I am,
ril vifit thee :
O thou deceitful Dame,
Whofe Cruelty
Has kill'd the kindeft Heart,
That e'er felt Cupid's Dart,
And never can defert
from loving thee.
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II.
Orpheus Caledonius.
II.
My Deary ^ if thou die^
O V E never more fhall give me pain,
My Fancy's iix'd on thee %
iNor ever Maid my Heart fnall gain.
My '^eggy^ if thou die.
Thy Beauties did fuch Pleafure give.
Thy Love's fo true to me :
Without thee I iliall never live,
My Deary, if thou die.
If Fate ftiall tear thee from my Breads
How fhall I lonely ftray ?
In dreary Dreams the Night I'll waftcj
In Sighs the filent Day.
I ne'er can fp much Virtue find.
Nor fuch Perfedion fee :
Then I'll renounce all Woman-kind,
My Teggy^ after thee.
Ko new-blown Beauty fires my Heart
With QipcCs raving Rage,
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But thine which can fuch Sweets impart,
Muft all the World engage,
Twas this, that like the Morning Sun,
Gave Joy and Life to me 5
And when it^s deftin'd Day is done,
WithTegg)' let me die.
Ye Powers that fmile on virtuous Love,
And in fuch Pleafure fhare ;
You who it's faithful Flames approve.
With pity view the Fair.
Reftore my Teggj/'s wonted Charms,
Thpfe Charms fo dear to me 5
ph ! never rob them from thefe Arms :
I'm loft, if Teggy die.
III.
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Orpheus Caledonius.
IIL
Sae Merry as we have been.
€) W ^h(sbus advances on high,
Nae Footfteps of Waiter are fecn ;
The Birds carrol fvveet in the Sky,
And Lambkins dance Reels on the Green.
Thro' Plantings, by Burnies fae clear.
We wander for Pleafure and Health,
^Where Buddings and Bloflbms appear.
Giving Profpeds of Joy and Wealth.
View ilka gay Scene all around,
That arc, and that promife to be j
Yet in them a nathing is found,
Sae per fed Eliza as thee :
Thy Een the clear Fountains excel,
Thy Locks they out-rival the Grove ;
When Zephyrs thofe pleafmgly fwell.
Ilk Wave makes a Captive to Love,
The Rofes and Lillies combin'd,
And Flowers of maid delicate Hue,
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By thy Cheek and dear Breafts are out-fhin d.
Their Tindures are naithing fae true.
What can we compare with thy Voice?
And what with thy Humour fae fweet ?
Nac Mufic can blefs with fic Joys 5
Sure Angels are juft fae complete.
Fair Bloflbm of ilka Delight,
Whofe Beauties ten thoufand out-Ihine;
Thy Sweets fhall be lading and bright,
Being mixt with fae many divine.
Ye Powers, who have given fic Charms
To Eliza, your Image below,
O fave her frae all human Harms !
And make her Hours happily flow*
IV.
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IV.
72^ Bomty Earl of Murray.
YE Highlands and ye Lawlands^
Oh ! where ha'e ye been :
They ha'e flain the Earl of Murray^
And they laid him on the Green, "
Kow wae be to thee Huntlj,
And wherefore did ye fae ;
I bad you bring him wi' youy
But forbad you him to flae^
He was a braw Gallant,
And he rid at the Ring ;
And the bonny Earl of Murray^
Oh ! he might have been a Kingc
He was a braw Gallant,
And he play'd at the Ba',
And the bonny Earl of Mtirray-i
Wasi the Flower amang them a\
He was a braw Gallant,
An ji he play'd at she GlovC|'
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And the bonny Earl of Murray^
Oh ! he was the Queen s Love.
Oh ! lang will his Lady,
Look o'er the CMc-T)owny
E'er fhe Tee the Earl of Murray,
Come founding through the Tov/n.
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V.
ihe Widow.
TH E Widow can bake, and the Widow can
brew.
The Widow can fliapc, and the Widow can few,
And inony braw things the Widow can do i
Then have at the Widow, my Laddie.
With Courage attacic her, baith early and late.
To i^ifs her and clap, her ye manna be blate j
Speak well, and do better, for that's the heft Gate
To win a young Widow, my Laddie.
The Widow fhe's youthfu', and never a Hair
The war of the Wearing, and has a good Skair
Of every thing lovely 5 fhc*s witty and fair.
And has a rich Jointure, my Laddie.
What cou'd ye wifh better your Pleafure to crown^
Than a Widow, the bonniefl: Toaft in the Town,
With naithing, but draw in your Stool and fit down
And fport with the Widow, my Laddie ?
Then tiU'er and kiU'er with Courtefie dead.
The' ftark Love and Kindnefs be all ye can plead .
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Be heartfome and airy, and hope to fucceed,
With a bonny gay Widow, my Laddie.
Strike Iron while 'tis het, if ye'd have it to waM,
For Fortune ay favours tiie adive and bauld j
But ruins the Woer that's thowlefs and cauld,
Unfit for the Widow, my Laddie.
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VI.
7he Wawkmg of the Faulds.
'Y Teggy is a young thing,
Juft entered in her Teens,
Pair as the Day, and fweet as May^
Fair as the Day, and always gay.
My Teggy is a young thing,
And I'm not very auld.
Yet well I like to meet her at
The Wawking of the Fauld.
My Teggy fpeaks fae fweetly.
Whene'er we meet alane,
I wifhnac mair, to lay ray Care,
1 wifh nae mair, of a' that's rare.
My Teggy fpeaks fae fweetly.
To a' the Lave I'm cauld i
But (he gars a' my Spirits glow
At Wawking of the Fauld.
My Teggy fmiles fo kindly,
Whene'er I whifper Love,
That I look down on a' the Town^
That I look down upon a Crown«
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My ^eggy fmiies fac kindly.
It makes me blyth and bauld.
And naithing gives me fic Delightj ''
As Wawkingof the Fauld.
My Teggy fmgs fae faftly,
When on my Pipe I play 5
By a' the reft, it is confeft.
By a' the reft, that fhe fings beft«
My Teggy fings fae faftly,
And in her Sangs are tald.
With Innocence the Wale of Senfe,
At Wawking of the Fauld.
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Orpheus Caledonius.
VIL
Jocky faid to Jeany.
Ocky faid to Jeany, Jeany^ wilt thou do't \
Ne'er a fit, quo' Jeanyy for my Tocher^
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For my Tocher-good, I winna marry thee.
E'ens ye like, quo* Jonnyy ye may let it be.
I ha' Gowd and Gear, I ha* Land eneugh,
I ha' feven good Owfen ganging in a Pleugh ;
Ganging in a Pleugh, and lingking o'er the Lee^
And gin ye winna take me, I can let ye be.
I ha* a good Ha' Houfe, a Barn, and a Byer,
A Stack afore the Door, I'll make a rantin
Fire ;
I'll make a rantin Fire, and merry fhall we be %
And gin ye winna take me, I can let ye be.
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Jeany faid to Jocky^ gin ye winna tell.
Ye fhall be the Lad, I'll be the Lafs my fell :
Ye'rea bonny Lad, and I'm a Laflie free,
Ye're welcomer to take me, than to let me be.
VIII.
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VIII.
Dumbarton'^ Drums.
DUmbarton^s Drums beat bonny — O,
When they mind me of my dear Jonny — O
How happy am I,
When my Soldier is by.
While he kiffes and blefles his Annie — O !
'Tis a Soldier alone can delight me — O,
For his graceful Looks^ do invite mc — O :
While guarded in his Arms,
I'll fear no War's Alarms,
Neither Danger nor Death fhall e'er fright me —-0.
My Love is a handfome Laddie — O,
Genteel, but ne'er foppifh nor gaudy — O :
Tho' Commiflions are dear,
Yet I'll buy him one this Year;
For he fhall ferve no longer a Cadie — O.
A Soldier has Honour and Bravery — O,
Unacquainted with Rogues and their Knavery — O:
He minds no other thing,
But the Ladies or the King ;
For every other Care is but Slavery ~ O.
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Then I'll be the Captain's Lady — O,
Farewell all my Friends and my Daddy — O 3
I'll wait no more at home.
But I'll follow with the Drum,
And whene'er that beats, I'll be ready — O.
^umbarton^ Drums found bonny — O,
They are fprightly like my dear Jonny — O i
How happy fhall I be,
When on my Soldier's Knee,
And he kiffes and blelTes his Annie -^ O !
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IX.
Te Gods I was Strephon'x PiSiure bleft*
YE Gods ! was Strephon's Pidure blcft.
With the fair Heaven of Chloe^ Breaft
Move fofter, thou fond fluttering Heart,
Oh gentle throb, too fierce thoii art.'
Tell me, thou brighteft of thy Kind,
For Strephon was the Blifs defign'd ;
YoiStrephons^d^z^ dear charming Maid,
Didfl tiiou prefer his wand'ring Shade ?
And thou bleft Shade, that fweetly art
Lodg'd fo near ray Chloe's Heart,
For me the tender Hour improve,
And foftly tell how dear I love.
Ungrateful thing ! it fcorns to hear
Its wretched Mafter's ardent Pray'r,
Insirolllno; all that beauteous Heaven,
That ChloCy lavifli Maid, has given.
I cannot blame thee : were I Lord
Of all the Wealth thofe Breads atTord,
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Vd be a Mifer too, nor give
An Alms to keep a God alive.
Oh fmile not thus, my lovely Fair,
On thefe cold Looks, that lifelefs Air,
Prize him whofe Bofom glows with Fire,
With eager Love and foft Defire.
'Tis true, thy Charms, O powerful Maid^
To Life can bring the filent Shade :
Thou can'ft furpaft the Painter's Art j
And real Warmth and Flames impart.
But oh ! it ne'er can love like me,
I've ever lov'd, and lov'd but thee :
Then, Charmer, grant my fond Requeft,
Say thou can'ft love, and make me bleft.
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For our lang biding here.
'HEN we came to London Towrij
We di'eam*d of Gowd in Gowpings here^
^nd ran tin! y ran up and down.
In rifing Stocks to buy a Skair :
We daftly thought to row in Rowth,
But for our Daffine pay'd right dear ;
The Lave will fare the war in trouth:>
For our lang biding here.
But when we fand our Purfes toonij
And dainty Stocks began to fa'.
We hang our Lugs, and wi' a Gloom^
Cjirn'd at Stoqk-jobbing ane and a'.
|f we gang near the South-Sea}\o\x^t^
The Whilly-Wha's will grip ye r gear^
Syne a* the Lave will fare the war^
Fpr Quy lang biding here.
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Leader Haughs and Yarrov^,
WHEN "Phoebus bright, the azure Skies
With golden Rays enlightneth.
He makes all Nature's Beauties rife,
Herbs, Trees and Flowers he quickneth :
Amongft all thofe he makes his Choice,
And with Delight goes thorow^
With radient Beams and iilver Streams,
Are Leader Haughs and Tarrow,
When Aries the Day and Night,
In equal length divideth,
Auld frofty Saturn takes his flight,
Nae ianger he abideth :
Then Flora Queen, with Mantle grccOj
Cafts affher former Sorrow,
And vows to dwell with Ceres fell,
In Leader Haughs and Tarrow, ,
Tan playing on his aiten Reed,
And Shepherds him attending.
22 Orpheus Caledonius.
Do here refort, their Flocks to feed.
The Hills and Haughs commending -,
^With Cur and Kent upon the Bent,
Sing to the Sun, Good morrow,
And iwear nae Fields mair Pleafures yield.
Than Leader Haughs and Tarrom.
AnHoufe there (lands on Leader-Mc^
Surmounting my defcriving,
With Rooms fae rare, and Windows fair,
Like 1)edalus' contriving :
Men pafling by, do aften cry.
In footh it hath nae Marrow 5
It ftands as fweet on L^^^^r-fide,
As Newark does on Tarrow,
'A Mile below wha lift to ride.
They'll hear the Mavis fingingi
Into St. Leonard's Banks Ihe'il bide.
Sweet birks her Head o'er hinging :
The Lintwhite loud, and Trogne proud^
With tuneful Throats and narrow.
Into St. Leonard's Banks they fmg,
As fweetly as in Tarrow*
The Lapwing lilteth o'er the Lee,
With nimble Wing Ihe fporteth^
Bu^
Orpheus Caledonius. 23
But vows fhe'll flee far frae the Tree,
Where Philomel reforteth :
By Break of Day, the Lark can fay,
I'll bid you a Good-morrow,
I'll ftreek my Wing, and mounting fing.
O'er header Haughs and Tarrow.
^arky Wantan-waws^ and Wooden clengh^
The Eaft and Weftern Mainfes,
The Wood of Lauder's fair eneugh, ,
The Corns arc good in B/amfhes ;
Where Aits are fine, and fald be kind,
That ifyefearch all thorow
Mearnsy Buchariy Mar, nane better are
Than Leader Haiighs and Tarrow.
In Burn Mill-bog and Whttjlade Shaws,
The fearful Hare fhe haunteth,
^r/^-haugh and Braidwoodfbeil {hckn^ws^
And Chapel-wood frequenteth :
Yet when fhe irks, to Kaidfly Birks
She rins, and fighs for forrow,
That fhe fhou'd leave fweet Leader Haughs^
And cannot win to Tarrow.
What fweeter Mufick wad ye hear,
Than Hounds and Bcigles crying ?
The
24 Orpheus Caledoniu Set
The darted Hare rins hard with fear^
Upon her Speed relying.
But yet her Strength, it fails at length,
Nae Beilding can fhe borrow
In Sorrel's Field, Cleckman or Hag^s^
And fighs to be in Tarrow,
Tor Rockwood, Ringwood^ Spoty^ Shag^
With Sight and Scent purfue her,
*Till ah ! her Pith begins to flag.
Nae cunnins can refcue her.
O'er Dub and Dyke, o'er Seugh and Syke
She'll rin the Fields all thorow,
'Till fail'd fhe fa's in Leader Haughs,
And bids farewell to Tarrow
Sing Erjlington and CowdenknowSy
Where Homes had anes commanding j
And 'Drygrange with thy milk white Ews,
Tvvixt ZW^^^and Leader (landing :
The Bird that flees throw Reedpath Trees,
And Gledfworth Banks ilk morrow,
May chant and fmg, fweet Leader Haughss
And bonny Howms of Tarrow. ,
But Minftrel Burn cannot afluage
His Grief; wiiileLifeenduretb^*
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Orpheus Caledonius.
To fee the Changes of this Age,
That fleeting Time procureth ;
For mony a Place ftands in hard Cafe,
Where blyth Fowk kend nae Sorrow,
With Homes that dwelt on Lea/^er-Mcy
And Scots that dwelt on Tanow.
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26
Orpheu$ Caledonius.
XIL
A Lafs with a Lump of hand.
I'e me a Lafs with a Lump of Land,
And we for Life fiiall gangthegither^
Tho*daftor wife, I'll ne'er demand.
Or black or fair, it makfna whether.
I'm afF with Wit, and Beauty will fade,
And blood alane is na w^orth a Shilling 5
But {he that's rich, her Market's made.
For ilka Charm about her is killing.
C3i'e me a Lafs with a Lump of Land,
And in my Bofo/n I'll hug my Treafure ^
Gin I had anes her Gear in my Hand,
Should Love turn dowf, it will find PleafurCo
Laugh on wha likes, but there's my Hand,
I hate with Poortith, tho' bonny, to meddle,
"Unlcfsthey bring Cafh, or a Lump of Land,
They'fe never get me to dance to their Fiddle.
There's raeikle sood Love In Bands and Ba^^s
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But Beauty and Wit, and Virtue in Rags,
Have tint the Art of gaining Affedion :
Love tips his Arrows with Woods and Parks,
And Caftles and Riggs, and Muirs and Meadows^
And naithing can catch our modern Sparks,
But well-tocher'd LalTes or joynter'd WidowSo-
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XIII.
One Day I heard MsLTj/aj.
^N E Day I heard Mary fay,
How Ihall I leave thee ?
Stay, deareft yf^tf^^/V, ftay,
Why wilt thou grieve me ?
Alas ! my fond Heart will break,
If thou Ihould leave me :
I'll live and die for thy fake 5
Yet never leave thee.
Say, lovely Adonis, fay.
Has Mary deceived thee ?
Did e'er her young Heart betray
New Love, that has griev'd thee 5
My conftant Mind ne'er fhall ftray,
Thou may believe me.
rillove thee, Lad, Night and Day,
And never leave thee.
AdoniSy my charming Youth,
What can reheve thee ?
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Can Mary thy Anguifh footh ?
This Brcaft fliall receive thee*
My Pallion can ne'er decay,
Never deceive thee :
Delight fhall drive Pain away,
Pleafure revive thee.
But leave thee, leave thee, L^d,
How fhall I leave thee ?
O ! that Thought makes me fad j
ril never leave thee.
Where would my Adonis fly ?
Why does he grieve me ?
Alas ! my poor Heart will die,
If I fhould leave thee.
XIV.
30
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XIV.
She raife and loot me in^
TH E Night her filent Sable wore.
And gloomy were the Skies 5
Of glitt 'ring Stars appear'd no more
Than thofe in Ne/lfs Eyes.
When at her Father's Yate I knock'dj
Where 1 had often been,
She, fhrowded only, with her Smock^
Arofe and loot me in.
Ealllock'd within her clofe Embrace^
She trembling flood afham'd j
Her fwelling Breaft and glowing Face^
And ev'ry Touch enflamedo
My eager Paffion I obey d,
Refolv*d the Fort to win 5
And her fond Heart was foon betray'd^
To yield and let me in.
Then, then, beyond expreffing^
Tranfporting was the Joy 5
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I knew no greater Blefllng,
So bleft a Man was I.
And flie, all ravifh'd with Delight,
Bid me oft come again;
And kindly vow'd, that ev'ry Night,
She'd rife and let me iii.
But ah ! at laft fhe proy'd with Bairn,
Andfighing fat and dull.
And I that was as much concerned,
Look'd e'en juft like a Fool.
Her lovely Eyes with Tears ran o'er.
Repenting her rafh Sin :
She figh'd, and curs'd the fatal Hour^
That e'er fhe loot me in.
But who cou'd cruelly deceive.
Or from fuch Beauty part :
I lov'd her fo, I could not leave
The Charmer of my Heart 5
But wedded, and conceal'd our Crime :
Thus all was well again ; T
And now fhe thanks the happy Time
That e'er fhe loot me in.
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32 Orpheus Caledonius.
XV.
Ew-Bughts Marion.
WILL ye go to the Ew-bughts, Marion ,
And wear in the Sheep wi' me j
The Sun (hines fweet, my Marion,
But nae hafF fae fweet as thee.
O Marions a bonny Lafs,
And the bly th blinks in her Eye 5
And fain wad I marry Marion,
Gin Marion wad marry me.
There's Gowd in your Garters, Marion,
And Silk on your white Haufs-bane 5
1u fain wad I kifs my Marion^
At e'en when J come hame.
There's braw Lads in Earnfl'zw, Marion,
Wha gape, and glowr with their Eye,
At Kirk when they fee my Marion 5
But nane of them lo*es like me.
I've nine Milk-Ews, my Marim,
A Cow and a brawny Quey ;
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rJl gi*e them a' to ray Marion,
Juft on her Bridal Day ;
And ye's get a green Sey Apron,
And Waiftcoat of the London brown,
And wow but ye will bevap'ring.
Whene'er ye gang to the Town.
Tin young and fiout, my Marion -,
Nane dances like me on the Gre'^n ^
And gin ye forfake me, Marion,
I'll e'en gae draw up wi' Jean :
Saeput onjour^ear/inSy Marion,
And Kyrtleof the Cfamafiei
And foon as my Chin has nae Hair oflj
I ihall eome Weft, and fee ye»
Vol.. IT. F XVU
34
Orpheus Caledonius.
^ XVI.
The Braes (^/^ Yarrow.
BU S K ye, busk ye, my bonny, bonny Bride,
Busk ye, busk ye, my winfom Marrow 5
Busk ye, busk ye, my bonny, bonny Bride,
And let us leave the Braes of Tarrow.
Where got ye that bonny, bonny Bride,
Where got ye that winfom Marrow ?
I got her where I durft not well be feen,
Puing the Birks on the Braes oi Tarrow.
Weep not, weep not, my bonny, bonny Bride^
Weep nor, weep not, my winfom Marrow j
Nor let thy Heart lament to leave
Puing the Birks on the Braes of Tarrow.
Why does fhe weep, thy bonny, bonny Bride ?
Why does fhe weep, thy winfom Marrow ?
And why dare ye nae mair well be feen,
Puing the( Birks on the Braes of Tarrow ?
Lang mufl fhe weep, lang rauft fhe, mufl: fhe weep,
Lang muft fhe weep with Dole and Sorrow,
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Orpheus Caledonius. 35
And lang muft I nae mair well be feeiij
Piling the Birks on the Braes qfiTarrow.
Forfhc has tint her Lover, Lover dear.
Her Lover dear, the Caufe of Sorrow 5
And I have {lain the comelieft Swain,
That ever pued Birks on the Braes of Tarrow.
Why runs thy Stream, O Tarrow^ Tarrow, reid ?
Why on thy Braes heard the Voice of Sorrow ?
And why yon melancholious Weeds,
Hung on the bonny Birks of Tarrow ?
What's yonder floats on the rueful, rueful Flood .^
What's yonder floats ? O Dole and Sorrow,
O 'tis the comely Swain I flew.
Upon the doleful Braes of 2^rr<?z2;.
Wafli, O wafh his Wounds, his Wounds in Tears,
His Wounds in Tears of Dole and Sorrow,
And wrap his Limbs in mourning Weeds,
And lay him on the Braes oi Tarrow.
Then build, then build, ye Siflers, Siflers fad,^
Ye Sifters fad, his Tomb with Sorrow 5
And weep around in woful wife,
His helplefs Fate on the Braes oi Tarrow,
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Curfe ye, curfeye, his ufelefs, ufelefs Shield,
My Arm that wrought the Deed of Sorrow 5
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36^ Orpheus Caledonitjs.
The fatal Spear that pierc'd his Breafi^,
His comely Breaft on the Braes of Tarrow.
Did I not warn thee not to, not to love,
And warn from Fight ? but to my Sorrow,
Too rafhly bold, a ftronger Arm
Thou met'ft, and fell on the Braes ofTarrow ?
Sweet fmells the Birk, green grows, green grows the
Grafs,
Yellow on Tarroiz/s Braes the Go wan;
I-air hangs the Apple frae the Rock,
Sweet the Wave of Tar row fiowan.
'^lov.'s Tar row fweer, as fweet, as fwcet flows T'weed^
As green its Grafs, its Gowan as yellow.
As fv/eet fmeiis on its Braes the Bhk,
The Apple from itslR^ocks as mellow.
Fair was thy Love, fair, fair indeed thy Love,
In ilow'ry Bands thou himdid'ft fetter 5
Tho' he was fair, and well-belov'd again,
Than me he never lov'd thee fetter.
Busk ye, then busk, my bonny, bonny Bridcj
Busk ye, then busk, my winfom Marrowj
Busk ye, and lo'c m^ on the Bspks oiTweed^
And think nae mair on the Braes of Tarrow.
How can I busk a bonny, bonny Bride?
Hbw Caii I busk a wiulbiii Ma]:rdw ?
Orpheus Caledonius. 37
How lo'e him on the Banks of Tweedy
That flew my Love on the Braes of Tarrow,
0 Tarrow Fields, may never, never Rain,
No Dew thy tender BlolToms cover.
For there was vilely kili'd my Love,
My Love as he had not been a Lover.
The Boy put on his Robes, his Robes of Green,
His purple Veft, 'twas my awn fewing.
Ah! wretched me, I little, Uttle knew,
He was in thefe to meet his Ruin.
The Boy took out his milk-white, milk-white Steed,
Unheedful of my Dole and Sorrow ;
But e'er the Toofal of the Night,
He lay a Corps on the Braes oi Tarrow.
Much I rejoic'd that woeful, woeful Day^
1 fung, my Voice the Woods returning ;
But lang e'er Night the Spear was flown,
That flew my Love, and left me mourning.
What can my barbarous, barbarous Father do,
But with his cruel Rage purfue me ?
My Lover's Blood is on thy Spear ;
Howxan'ft thou, barbarous, Man, then woo me ^
My happy Sifters may be, may be proud,
With cruel and ungentle Scoffing,
May bid me feck on Tarrow' % Braes,
My Lover nailed in his Ccifin,
My
■ Orpheus Caledonius.
;^ly Brother Douglas may upbraid,
And ftrive with threatning Words to move mej
My Lover's Blood is on thy Spear,
How can ft thou ever bid me love thee ?
Yes, yes, prepare the Bed, the Bed of Love,
With bridal Sheets my Body cover i
Unbar, ye bridal Maids, the Door,
Let in the expeded Husband Lover.
But who the expeded Husband, Husband is \
His Hands, methink, are bath'd in Slaughters
Ah me ! what ghaftly Spedre*s yon,
Comes, in his pale Shroud, bleeding after \
Pale as he is, here lay him, lay him down,
O lay his cold Head on my Pillow \
Take aff, take afF thefe bridal Weeds,
And crown my careful Head with yellow.
Pale tho' thou art, yet beil, yet beft belov'd,
O could my Warmth to Life reftore thee 5
Yet lie all Night between my Breafts 5
No Youth lay ever there before thee.
Pale, pale indeed, O lovely, lovely Youth !
Porgive, forgive fo foul a Slaughter j
And lie all Night between my Breafts,
No Youth fhali ever lie there after.
Re-
Orpheus Caledonius. 39
Return, return, O mournful, mournful Bride,
Return and dry thy iifelefs Sorrow,
Thy Lover heeds nought of thy Sigh«,
He hes a Corps in the Braes of Tar row.
XVIL
40 Orpheus Caledonius*
XVII.
Lady Anne Bothwel'j Laments
BAlow, my Boy, lie flill and fleep,
It grieves me fore to hear thee weep j
Ifthou'lt befilent, I'll be glad,
Thy Mourning makes my Heart full fad«
Balow, my Boy, thy Mother's Joy,
Thy Father bred me great Annoy.
Balow J &c.
Balow, my Darling, fleep a while.
And when thou wak'ft,then fweetly fmile i
But fmile not as thy Father did,
To cozen Maids, nay God forbid:
For in thine Eye, his Look I fee.
The tempting Look that ruin'd me.
Balow^ &c.
When he began to court my Love,
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His tempting Face and flatt'ring Cbear,
In time to mc did not appear 5
But now I fee, that cruel he,
Cares neither for his Babe nor me.
BaloWy &c*
Farewell, farewell, thou falfefl: Youth,
That ever kift a Woman's Mouth,
Let never any after me,
Submit unto thy Courtefy :
For, if they do, O ! cruel thou.
Wilt her abufe, and care not how,
BaloWy &c. ^
I was too cred'lous at the firft,
To yield thee all a Maiden durfl:,
Thou fwore for ever true to prove.
Thy Faith unchang'd, unchanged thy Love §
But quick as Thought the Change is wrought^,
Thy Love's no more, thy Promife nought.
Balowy &c,
I wilh I were a Maid again.
From young Men's Flattery Fd refrain 5
For now unto my Grief I find,
They are all perjur'd and unkind :
Bewitching Charms bred all my Harms;,
Witnefs my Babe lies in my Arms,
BaloWi &c.
Vol. IL G I
42 Orpheus Caledonius.
I take my Fate from bad ta worfcj
That I muft needs be now a Nurfe,
And lull my young Son on my Lap,
From me fweet Orphan, take the Pap.
Balow, my Child, thy Mother mild
Shall wail as fi'om all Bllfs exil'd.
BaloWi &c.
Balovv, my Boy, weep not for me,
Whofe grcateft Grief's for ivronging thee 5
Nor pity herdeferved Smart,
Who can blame none but her fond Heart :
For, too foon trufting latefl: finds.
With faireft Tongues are falfeftMind^.
BaloWy &c.
Balow, my Boy, thy Father's fled.
When he the thriftlefs Son has play'd.
Of Vows and Oaths, forgetful he
Frefer'd the Wars to thee and me.
But now, perhaps, thy Curfe and mine.
Make him eat Acorns with the Swine.
Balow^ &c.
Bat curfe not him, perhaps now he.
Stung with Remorfe, is bleflingthee:
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Orpheus Caledonius. 43
Perhaps at Death ; for who can tell,
Whether the Judge of Heaven or Hell,
By fome proud Foe has ftruck the Blow,
And laid the dear Deceiver low ?
BaloWy &:c.
I wifh I were into the Bounds,
Where he lies fmother'd in his WoundS;,
Repeating, as he pants for Air,
My Name, whom once he cali*d his Fair.
No Woman's yet fo fiercely fet,
But fhe'il forgive, tho' not forget.
BaloWy &c.
If Linnen lacks, for my Love's fake.
Then quickly to him would I make
My Smock once for his Body meet,
And wrap him in that Winding-fheet.
Ah me ! how happy had I been.
If he had ne'er been wrapt therein !
BaloWi &c.
Balow, my Boy, I'll weep for thee ;
Too foon, alake, thou'lt weep for me :
Thy Griefs are growing to a Sum,
God grant thee patience when they come 5
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Orpheus Caledonius.
Born to fuftain thy Mother's Shame,
A haplefs Fate, a Baftard's Name,
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45
XVIII.
Corn Riggs are bonny.
MY Tatie is a Lover gay,
His Mind is never muddy,
His Breath is fweeter than new Hay,
His Face is fair and ruddy.
His Shape is handfome, middle Size >
He's ftately in his wawking :
Thefhiningof his Een furprifej
Tis Heaven to hear him tawking.
Laft Night I met him on a Bawfc,
Where yellow Corn was growing,
There mony a kindly Word he fpake,
That fet my Heart a glowing.
He kifs'd, and vow*d he wad be mine.
And loo'd me beft of ony 5
That gars me like to fmg finfyne,
0 Corn Riggs are bonny.
Let Maidens of a filly Mind,
Refufe what maift they're wantin
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Since we for yielding are defign*d.
We chaftly fhould be granting :
Then I'll comply, and marry ^ate^
And fyne my Cockernony,
He*s free to touzle air or late,
Where Corn Riggs are bonny.
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XIX.
T^he auld Goodman.
LAte in an Evening forth I went,
A little before the Sun gade down.
And there I chanc'd by Accident,
To light on a Battle new begun,
A Man and his Wife was fawn in a Strife,
I canna well tell ye how it began j
But ay fhe wail'd her wretched Life,
And cry'd ever, alake my auld Goodman.
He.
Thy auld Goodman, that thou tells of,
The Country kens where he was born,
Was bijt-a^illy poor Vagabond,
And ilka ane leugh him to fcorn :
For he did fpend, and make an end
Of Gear, that his Forefathers wan,
He gart the Poor ftand frae the Door,
Sae tell nae mair of thy auld Goodman,
She.
48 Orpheus Caledonius*
She.
My Heart alakc, is liken to break.
When I think on my winfome John,
His blinkan Eye and Gate fae free.
Was naithing like thee, thou dofcnd Drone*
His rolie Face and flaxen Hair,
And a Skin as white as ony Swan,
Was large and tall, and comely withal.
And thoult never be like my auld Goodman.
He.
Why doft thou pleen ? I thee maintain.
For Meal and M a wt thou difna want ;
But thy wild Bees I canna pleafe,
Now when our Gear gins to grow fcant.
Of Houlhold StufFthou haft enough.
Thou wants for neither Pot nor Pan ;
Of iicklike Ware he left thee bare,
Sae tell nae mair of thy auld Goodmano
' She.
Yes I may tell, and fret my fell.
To think on thefe blyth Days I had;,
When he and I together lay
In Arms, into a well-made Bed.
But now I figh, and may be fad.
Thy Courage is cauld, thy Colour wan.
Thou falds thy Feet, and fa s afleep,
And thou it ne'er be like my auld Goodman.
Then
Orpheus Caledonius. 49
Then coming was the Night fae dark.
And gane was a' the Light of Day ;
The Carle was fear'd to mils his Markj,
And therefore wad nae Janger Hay :
Then up he gat, and he ran his way^
I trow the Wife the Day fhe wan.
And ay the o'erword of the Fray
Was ever; Alake my auld Goodman.
Vox. 11. H
50 Orpheus Caledonius.
XX.
Lochaber^
^Arewell to Lochaber^ and farewell my Jem^
Where heartrome with thee I've mony Day
been ;
For Lochaber no more, Lochaber no more,
We'll may be return to Lochaber no more.
Thefe Tears that I Ihed, they are a' for my Dear,
And no for the Dangers attendins; on weir ;
Tho' bore on rough Seas to a far bloody Shore,
May be to return to Lochaber no more.
Tho' Hurricanes rife^: and rife ev'ry Wind,
They'll ne'er make a Tempeil like that in my Mind.
Tho' loudeft of Thunder on louder Waves roar,
That's naithing like leaving my Love on the Shore,
To leave thee behind me, my Heart is fair pain'd,
By Eafe that's inglorious, no Fame can be gain'd :
And Beauty and Love's the Reward of the Brave,
And I mud deferve it before I can crave.
Then glory, my Jeany^ maun plead my Excufe,
Sigce Honour cgjaimands me, how c^n I refufe?
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51
Without it I ne'er can have Merit for thee 5
And without thy Favour, I'd better not be !
I gae then, my Lafs, to win Honour and Fame,
And if I fliouid luck to come glorioufly hame,
I'll bring a Heart to thee with Love running o'er,'
And then I'll leave thee 2Li£i(X Lochaber no more.
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XXL
As Sylvia in a Forejl lay.
'via in ^ Foreft lay,
To vent her Woe alone ;
Her Swain Sjlvander c^mc that Way,
And heard her dying Moan.
Ah ! is my Love ((he faid) to you.
So worthlefs and ib vain ?
Why is your wonted Fondnefs now
Converted t6 Difdain ?
You vow'd the Light Ihould Darkncfs turn,
E'er you*d exchange your Love ;
In Shades now may Creation mourn,
Since you unfaithful prove.
Was it for this I Credit gave
To ev*ry Oath you fworc !
But ah! itfeemsthey moft deceive,
Whomoftour Charms adore.
'Tis plain, your Drift was all Deceit,
ThePraaice of Mankind:
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I fee it but too late.
My Love had made me blinds
For you, delighted I could die :
But oh! with Grief I'm filfd.
To think that credulous conftanti
Should by your felf be kil?d.
This faid — allbreathiefsj fickand pale^
Her Head upon her Hand,
She found her vital Spirits faily
And Senfes at a ftand.
Sylvander then began to melt :
But e'er the Word was given.
The heavy Hand of Death flie felt.
And figh'd her Soul to Heaven.
54 Orpheus CaledoniuS.
XXIL
fFh^n ahfent fxom the Nytnph I love^
"Hen abfcnt from the Nymph I love,
I'd fain fhake off the Chains I wear j
But whiKt I drive thefe to remove.
More Fetters I'm oblig'd ro bear.
My captiv'd Fancy Day and Night,
Fairer and fairer reprefents
Belinda, formed for dear Delight,
But cruel Gaufe of my Complaints.
All Day I wander through the Groves,
And fighing hear from ev'ry Tree
The happy Birds chirping their Loves 5
Happy, compar'd with lonely me.
When gentle Sleep with balmy Wings,
To reft fans ev'ry weary' d Wight,
A thoufand Fears my Fancy brings.
That keep me watching all the NightJ
Sleep flies, while like the Goddefs fair.
And ail the Graces in her Train,
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With melting Smiles and killing Air
Appears the Caufe of all my Pain.
A while my Mind delighted flies.
Overall her Sweets with thrilling Joy ;
Whilft want of Worth makes Doubts arife.
That all my trembling Hopes deftroy.
Thus while my Thoughts are fix'd on her,
I'm all o'er Tranfport and Defire j
My Pulfe beats high, my Cheeks appear
All Rofes, and mine Eyes all Fire.
When to my felf I turn my View,
My Veins grow chill, my Cheeks look wan i
Thus whilft my Fears my Pains renew,
I fcarcely look or move a Man,
XXIII,
Orpheus Caledonius.
XXIII.
For ever^ Forluney wilt thou prove.
FO R ever. Fortune, wilt thou prove^
An unrelenting Foe to Love \
And when we meet a mutual Heart,
Come in between, and bid us part ?
Bid us figh on from Day to Day,
And wifli, and wifh the Soul away 5
Till Youth and genial Years are flown^
And all the Life of Life is gone.
But bufy, bufy ftill art thou,'^
To bind the lovelefs, joylefs Vow;
The Heart from Pleafure to delude^,
And join the Gentle to the Rude.
For once, O Fortune, hear my Prayer^
And I abfolve thy future Care %
AH other Blellings I refign.
Make but the dear Amanda mine.
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XXIV.
Tlje bofijuejl La/s in a the Warld.
O O K where my dear Hamillia fmilcs,
H ami Ilia ! h c a v e n I y Gh ar m e r 5
See how with all their Arts and Wiles,
The Loves and Graces arm her.
A Blufli dwells glowing on her Cheeks,
Fair Seats of youthful Plealures,
There Love in fmiling Language fpeaks,
There fpreads his rofy Treafures.
O faired Maid, I own thy Power,
I gaze, I figh and languifh.
Yet ever, ever will adore.
And triumph in my Anguifh.
But eafe, O Charmer, eafe my Care,
And let my Torments move thee 1
As thou art faireft of the Fair,
So I the deareft love thee.
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Orpheus Caledonius.
XXV.
Clout the Caldron*
[AYE you any Pots or Pans,
L Or any broken Chandlers ?
I arn a Tinkler to my Trade,
And newly come frae Flanders.
As fcant of Siller as of Grace ;
Disbanded, we've a bad-run ,
Gar tell the Lady of the Place,
Fm come to. clout her Caldron.
Fa adne^ didlcj didle^ &c.
Madam, if you have Wark for me,
ril do'c to your Contentment,
And dinna care a fingle Eiie
For any Man's Refentmcht :
Tor, Lady fair, tho' I appear,
To every ane a Tinkler ;
Yet to your fell I'm bauld to tell,
I am a gentle Jinker.
Wa ddrie^ didk^ didle^ &;c»
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Love Jupiter into a Swan
Turn'd, for his lovely Leda;
He like a Bull o'er Meadows ran.
To c\ny z.^ Eur op a.
Then may not I, as well as he,
To cheat your Argos blinker.
And win your Love like mighty Jove^
Thus hide me in a Tinkler.
Fa adriej dtdle^ didle, &c.
Sir, ye appear a cunning Man,
But this fine Plot you'll fail in 5
For there is neither Pot nor Pan
Of mine, you 11 drive a Nail in.
Then bind your Budget on your Back,
And Nails up in your Apron i
For Tve a Tinkler under Tack,
That's us*d to clout my Caldron.
Fa adrie, didle, didle, &c.
I % XXVL
6o Orpkeus Caledonius.
XXVL
Vv^illy was a wanton Wag.
'\'WtILLT was a. wanton Wag,
VV The blytheft Lad that e'er I law,
At Bridals Hill he bore the Brag,
And carried ay the Gree awa* :
His Doublet was oi Zetland Shag,
And wow ! but PFilly he was braw,
And at his Shoulder hang a Tag,
That pleas'd the Lades beft of a'.
He was a Man without a CLig,
His Heart was frank without a flaw 5
And ay whatever JVilly laid,
It was diU hadden as a Law.
KJs Boots they were made of the Jag,
When he went to the Weapon-fhaw,
Upon the green nane durft him brag.
The feind a ane amang them a'.
And was not /^i//y well worth Gowd .^
He wan the Love of great andfma';
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For after he the Bride had kifs'd,
He kifs'd the Lafleshale fale a*.
Sae merrily round the Riflg they row'd,
When be the Hand he led them a'.
And Siiiacic on Smack on them beftow'd,
By virtue of a ftanding Law.
And was n a IVilh a great Lown^
As (liyre a Lick as e'er was feen ?
When he danc'd with the LalTes round.
The Bridegroom fpeer'd where he had been*
Quoth PF^l/y, I've been at the Ring,
With bobbing, faith, my Shanks are fairj
Gac ca' your Bride and Maidens in,
For fVi/fy he dow do nae mair. ^
Then reft ye, PFslly, I'll gae out.
And for a wee fill up the Ring ;
But, Shame light on his fouple Snout,
He wanted Willy's wanton Fling.
Then ftraight he to the Bride did fare,
Says, well's me on your bonny Face,
With bobbing IVillv's Shanks are fair,
And I am come to fill his Place.
Bridegroom, fhe fays, you 11 fpoil the Danccj
And at the Ring you'll ay be lag ;
Unlefs like Willy ye advance j
(O ! Willj has a wanton Leg)
For
62 Orpheus Caledonius.
For we't he learns us a' to fteer.
And formaftay bears up the Ring ;
We will find nae fie Dancing here.
If we want Willy's wanton Fling.
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Mj S o^er L addle is ov^r tKe $ea and Ke willbrin^ GoLd^
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63
XTni.
Soger Laddie.
MY Soger Laddie
Is over the Sea,
And he will bring Gold
And Money to me 5
And when he comes hamc.
He'll make me a Lady,
My Blelling gang with
My Soger Laddie.
My doughty Laddie
Is handfoine and brave,
And can as a Soger
And Lover behave 5
True to his Country,
To Love he is fteady,
There's few to compare
With my Soger Laddie.
Shield him, ye Angels,
Frae Death in Alarms^
64 Orpheus Caledonius,
Return him with Laurels
To my langing Arms.
Syne frae all my Care
Ye'll pleafantly free me.
When back to my Wifhes
My Soger ye gie me.
O foon may his Honours
Bloom fair on his Brow?
As quickly they muft.
If he get his due :
For in noble Adions,
His Courage is rcadyv
Which makes me delight
In my Soger LaddieJ
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XXVIII.
Allan Water,
HAT Numbers fhall the Mufe repeat ?
What Verfc be found to praife my Annie ?
On her ten thoufand Graces wait.
Each Swain admires, and owns fhe's bonny.
Since firft fhe trode the happy Plain,
She fet each youthful Heart on fire ;
^ach Nymph does to her Swain complain.
That Annie kindles new Defire.
Among the Crowd Amyntor zz-vcizi
He look'd, he lov'd, he bow'd to Annie ;
Hisrifing Sighs exprefshis Flame,
His Words were few, his Wifhes many.
With Smiles the lovely Maid reply'd.
Kind Shepherd, why (hould I deceive ye >
Alas ! your Love muft be deny'd,
This dellin'd Breaft can ne'er relieve ye.
Young ^amon came with CupHs Art,
His Wiles, his Smiles, his Charms beguiling ;
VoLoII. K He
66 Orpheus Caledonius.
He dole away my Virgin Heart -,
Ceafe, poor Amyntor, ccafe bewailing.
Some brighter Beauty you may find,
On yonder Plain the Nymphs are many j
Then chufe fome Heart that's unconfin'd,
And leave to ^amon his own Annie,
XXIX.
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XXIX.
Peer of Leith.
YOung Thtlander woo'd me iang^
Bat I was pcevifh, and forbad him^
I wadna tent his loving Sang.,
But now I vvifh, I wifh I had him :
Ilk Morning when I view my Glafs,
Then I perceive my Beauty going 5
And when the Wrinkles feize the Face^
Then we may bid adieu to wooing.
My Beauty, anes fo much admir'd^
I find it fading faft, and flying;
My Cheeks, which Coral like appeared.
Grow pale, the broken Blood decaying:
Ah! we may fee our felves to be?
Like Summer Fruit that is unfliaken %
When ripe, they foon fall down and die.
And by Corruption quickly taken.
Ufe then your Time, ye Virgins fairj
Employ your Day before 'tis evil j
68
Orpheus Caledonius.
Pifteen is a Seafon rare,
But live and twenty is the Devil.
Juft when ripe, confent unto't,
Hug nae mair your lanely Pillow :
JVomcn are like other Fruit,
They lofe their Relifh when too mellow.
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XXX.
BelTyV Haggies^
BEJffs Beauties fhine fae bright,
Were her many Virtues fewer,
6he wad ever give Delight,
And in Tranfport make me view her.
Bonny Bejfj, thee alane
Love I, naithing elfe about thee ;
With thy Comelinefs I'm tane,
And langer cannot live without thee.
BeJJy's Bofom's faft and warm.
Milk-white Fingers ftill employ'd 5
He who takes her to his Arm,
Of her Sweets can ne'er be cloy'd.
My dear BeJJ}, when the Rofes
Leave thy Cheek, as thou grows aulder,
Virtue, which thy Mind difclofes.
Will keep Love frae growing caulder.
Bejf/s Tocher is but fcanty,
Yet her Face and Soul difcovcrs
Thefe
70 Orpheus Caledonius.
Thefe inchanting Sweets in plenty,
Mult inticc a thoufand Lovers.
It*s not Money, but a Woman
Of a Temper kind and cafy.
That gives Happinefs uncommonj
Petted tilings can nought but teczye.
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71
XXXL
Bright Cynthia'j Power,
I Ri^ht Cynthia's Power divinely great.
What Heart is not obeying ?
A thoLifand Cupids on her wait.
And in her Eyes are playing.
She feems the Queen of Love to reiga
For fhe alone difpenfes
Such Sweets, as beft can entertain
The Guft of all the Senfes.
Her Face a charming Profped brings.
Her Breath gives balmy BliiTes ;
I hear an Angel when flie fmgs.
And talk of Heaven in Kifles.
Four Senfes thus fhe feafts with Joy,
From Nature's richeftXreafure :
Let me the other Senfe employ,
And I ihall die with picafure.
AaaIL
72 Orpheus Caledonius,
. XXXIL
T^his is 720 mine ai7i Houfe,
,HI S is not mine ain Houfe,
t ken by the, Rigging o't %
Since with my Love I've changed Vows,
- 1 dinna like the Bigging o't.
For now that Tm young i?<?^/^'s Bride,
AndiMiftrefs ofhisFirc-fide,
Mine ain Houfe I'll like to guide,
And pleafe me with the Trigging on't.
Then farewell to my Father's Houfe,
I gang where Love invites me ,
The ftridcft Duty this allows,
When Love with Honour meets mc.
When Hymen moulds us into ane,
My Robie's nearer than my Kin,
And to refufe him were a Sin,
Sae lang's he kindly treats me.
When I'm in mine ain Houfe,
True Love fhall be at hand ay.
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To make me ftill a prudent Spoufe,
And let my Man command fay 5
Avoiding ilka Caufe of Strife,
The common Peft of married Life,
That makes ane wearied of his Wife^
And breaks the kindly Band ay.
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74 Orpheus Caledonius.
XXXIIL
Why hangs that Cloud.
WH Y hangs that Cloud upon thy Brow ?
That beauteous Heav'n e*er while fcrene "i
Whence do thefe Storms and Tempefts flow.
Or what this Guft of Paffion mean ?
And muft then Mankind lofe that Light,
Which in thine Eyes was wont to fliine.
And lie obfcur'd in endlefs Night,
For each poor filly Speech of mine ?
Dear Child, how can I wrong thy Name^
Since 'tis acknowledg'd at all hands.
That could ill Tongues abufe thy Fame,
Thy Beauty can make large Amends :
Or if I durft profanely try.
Thy Beauty's powerful Charms t'upbraidj
Thy Virtue well might give the Ly e.
Nor call thy Beauty to its Aid.
For Venus every Heart t'enfnare,
With all her Charms has deckt thy Face \
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Orpheus Caledonius, 75
And T alias with unufual Care,
Bids VVifdom heighten every Grace.
Who can the double Pain endure ?
Or who muftnot refign the Field
To thee, celeftial Maid, fecure
With Cupid' % Bow and T alias' Shield ?
If then to thee fuch Power is given.
Let not a Wretch in Torment live.
But fniile, and learn to copy Heaven,
Since we muft fm e'er it forgive.
Yet pitying Heaven not only does
Forgive th' Offender and th' Offence,
But even itfelf appeas'd bellows.
As the Reward of Penitence.
L 2 XXXIV,
^6 Orpheus Caledonjus.
XXXIV,
Patie an<J Peggy.
Pat IE,
iY the delicious Warmnefsof thy Mouth,
And rowing Eye, which fmiling tells the
Truth,
I guefs, my Laflie, that as well as I,
You're made for Love, and why fhould ye deny I
Peggy.
But ken ye, Lad, gin we confefs o'er foon.
Ye think, us cheap, and fyne the Wooing's done i
The Maiden that o'er quickly tines her Pow'r,
Like unripe Fruit, will tafte but hard and four,
Patie,
But when they hing o'er lang upon the TreCj,
Their Swectnefs they may tine, and fae may ye i
;Red-cheeked you compleatly ripe appear,
And 1 h^ve thoi'd and woo'd a lang haffYcar,
Peggy.
Then dinna pu' me j gently thus I fa"
Into Jtny Tatiej Arm^ for goQd a^dl a' i
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But ftint your Wifhes to this frank Embrace,
And mint nae farther till we've got the Grace,
Pat IE,
O charming Armsfu*! hence, ye Cares, away^
I»ll kifs my Treafure a' the live-lang Day :
A' Night I'll dream my Kifles o'er again,
^Till that Pay come that ye'ilbe a* my ain.
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78 Orpheus Caledonius.
Z2^ hojtny Lafs of Brankfotnc.
S I came in by Tiviot-Jide^
And by the YiX^iZ^oi Brayikfome^
There firft I faw my bonny Bride,
Young, fmiling, fweet and handfome :
Her Skin was fafter than the Down,
And white as Alabafter 5
Her Hair a fhining wavy brown ;
In ftraightnefs nane furpafl her,
Life glowM upon her Lip and Cheek,
Her clear Een were furprifing.
And beautifully turn'd her Neck,
Her httle Breads juft rifing :
Nae filken Hofe, with Goolhets fine.
Or Shoon with glancing Laces,
On her fair Legj forbad to fhine.
Well fliapen native Graces.
Ae little Coat, and Bodice whitc^
Was fum of a' her Claithing \
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Even thefe o'er micklc 5 mair Delyte
She'd given cled \vi' naithing.
She lean'd upon a flowry Brae,
By which a Burny trotted :
On her I glowr'd my Saul away.
While on her Sweets I doated. 1
A thoufand Beauties of Deferr,
Before had fcarce alarm*d mc.
Till this dear Artlefs ftruclc my Heart,
And hot defigning, charm'd me.
Hurry'd by Love clofe to my Breafl:^
I grafp'd the Fund of Elides ;
Wha fmil'd, and faid, without a Priefl^^
Sir, hope for nought but Kifles.
I had nae Heart to do her Harm, ^
And yet I coudna want her j
What fhe demanded, ilka Charm
Of her's pled, I fhould grant her.
Since Heaven had dealt to me a routh.
Straight to the Kirk I led her,
There plighted her my Faith and Trowth,
And a young Lady made her.
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XXXVI.
My Jo Janet
Wect Sir, for your Gourtefiej
When ye come by the Bafs then<
For the Love ye bear to me.
Buy me a Keeking-Glafs then.
Keek into the Draw-well^
Janet, Janet 5
Jnd there yill fee ye' r bonny felU
My Jfl Janet.
Keeking in the Draw-well clear^
Wat iflfnoud fa' in.
Syne a my Kin will fay and fwean
I drown'd my fell for Sine
Had the better be the Brae^
Janet, Janet 5
Had the better be the Brae^
My Jo Janets
Good Sir, for your CourtefleJ
Coming through Aberdej^ ihm}
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For the Love ye bear to me, \
Buy me a Pair of Shoon then.
Clout the auld^ the new are dear y
Janet, Janet,
Aepair may gain ye haffa Tear,
ik^y^ Janet.
But what if dancing on the Green,
And skipping Hke a Mawking,
If they fhou d fee my clouted Shoon,
Of me they will be tauking.
^ance ay laigh, and late at E'en^
Janet, Janet,
Syne a their Fauts will no befeen^
My Jo Janet.
Kind Sir, for your Courtefie,
When ye gae to the Crofs then.
For the Love ye bear to me.
Buy me a pacing Horfe then.
^ace npo your Spinnmg-wheeh
Janet, Janet ;
^ace upo^ your Spinning-wheel^
My y«» Janet.
My Spinning-wheel is auld and ftifF,
The Rock o't winna ftand, Sir^
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82 Orpheus Caledonius,
To keep the Temper-pin in tiff.
Employs aft my Hand, Sir.
Make the be ft o't that you can^
Janet, Janet 5
But like it never wale a Man,
My J<? Janet,
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XXXVIL
0 Mither dear^ I gin to fear*
Mither dear, I 'gin tofcary
Iho' rm bairh gocd> and bonny,
I winna keep y for rn my .';lcep
I tiart and dream oijohiy.
When Jokny then comes down the Glen,
To woo me, dinna hinder 5
But with Content gi' your. Gonfent I
For we twa ne'er can finder.
Better to marry, than miTcarry 5
For Shame and Skaith's the Clink o'r^
To thole the Dool, to mount the Stool,
I downa' bide to think o't :
Sae while 'tis time, TU iliuii the Crime^
That gars poor Epps gae whinging.
With Hainches fow, and Ecn faeblew^
To a' the Bedrais bindging.
Had Eppy's Apron bidden do wn^
The Kirk had ne'er a kend it ,
Orpheus Caledonius.
But when the Word's gane thro' the Town,
Alake ! how can fhe mend it ? |
Now Tarn maun face the Minifter,
And fhe maun mount the Pillar ;
And that's the way that they maun gae,
lor poor Folk has na Siller.
Now ha'd ye'r Tongue, my Daughter young,
ReplyM the kindly Mither,
Cct.Johny*s Hand in haly Band,
Syne wap ye'r Wealth together.
I'm o' the mind, if he be kind,
Ye'll do your part difcreetly ;
And prove a Wife, will gar his Lifcj
And Barrel run right fweetlyo
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XXXVIII.
7/5j Cou7ttry Liofs,
Ltho' I be but a Country LaO,
Yet a lofty Mind I bear — O,
And think my fell as good as thofe.
That rich Apparel wear — O.
Altho' my Gown be hanie-fpun Gray,
My Skin it is as faft — O,
As them that Satin Weeds do wear.
And carry their heads alaft — O.
What tho' I keep my Father's Sheep ?
The thing that mutt be done — O,
With Garlands of the fined Flowers,
To fhademefrae the Sun— O.
When they are feeding pleafaiitly,
Where Grafs and Flowers do fpring — O,
Then on a Flowry Bank at Noon,
I fet nic down and fing -: O.
My
86 Orpheus Caledonius.
My TaiJIy Piggy, cork'd with Sage,
Contains my Drink but thin — O :
No Wines do e'er my Brain enrage,
Or tempt my Mind to fm — O i
My Country Curds, and wooden Spoon,
I think them unco fine — ■ O j
And on a flov/ry Bank at Noon,
I fet me down and dine — - O.
Altho' my Parents cannot raife
Great Bags of fhining Gold _=- O,
Like them whafe Daughters, now-a-days.
Like Swine are bought and fold — O j
Yet my fair. Body it lliall keep
An honeft Heart within — O,
And for twice fifty thoufand Crowns,
I value not a Prin — O.
I ufe nae Gums upon my Hair,
Nor Chains about my Neck — - O,
Nor fhining Rings upon my Hands,
My Fingers flraight to deck— O s
But for that Lad to me fhall fa',
And I have Grace to w^ed — O,
ril keep a Jewel worth them a',
I mean my Maidenhead — O.
If canny Fortune give to me,
The Man I dearly love rz Oy
Tho'
Orpheus Caledonius.
Tho* we want Gear, I dinna care,
My Hands I can improve — O j
Expeding for a Bleffing ftill,
Defcending from above — O,
Then we'll embrace and fweetly kifs.
Repeating Talcs of Love — O.
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XXXIX.
To the Tune of,
Come kifs with me^ come clap with me,
Peggy.
"Y Jocky blyth for what thou haft done.
There is nae help nor mending 5
Por thou has jogg'd me out of TunCj
For a* thy fair pretending.
My Mither fees a Change on me,
For my Complexion dalhes,
And this alas ! has been with thee,
Sae late amang the Ralhes.
JoCKY.
lA-^Teggy, whatl'vefaidrildo,
To free thee frae her Scouling 5
Come then, and let us buckle to,
Nae langer let's be fooling :
For her Content Til inftant wed,
Since thy Complexion dalhes \
'And then we'll try a Feather-bed^
flis fafter than the Ralhes.
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Peggy.
Then jfocky fmce thy Love's Co true,
Let Mither fcoul, I'm cafy :
Sae lang*s I live I ne'er fhall rue
For what I've done to pleafe thee.
And there's my hand Tie ne'er complain
O ! well's me on the Rafhes ;
When e'er thou likes I'll do't again^
And a Feg for a*their Clafhes,
go Grfheus Caledonius.
Hero and Leander, an Old Ballad.
LEander on the Bay
Of Helkfpont, all naked flood 5
Impatient of Delay,
He leaped into the fatal flood :
The raging Seas
(Whom none can pleafe)
*Gainft him their Malice fhewi
The Heav'ns lour'd,
The Rain down pour'd.
And loud the Winds did blow.
Then cafting round his Eyes,
Thus of his Fate he did' complain :
Yc cruel Rocks and Skies !
Yeftormy Winds and angry Main!
What 'tis to mifs
The Lover's Blifs ;
!Mas ! ' — ye do not know 5
Make me your Wrecks
As I come back.
But fpaie me -— as I go^
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Lo ! yonder (lands the Tow'r!
Where my beloved Hero lies j
And this th' appointed Hour,
Which fets to watch her longing Eyes :
To his fond Suir, .
The Gods were mure.
The Billows anfwer'd -No!
Up to the Skies
The Surges rife ;
But funk the Youth as low.
Meanwhile the wilhing Maid,
Divided *twixt her Care and Love 5
Now does his Stay upbraid,
Now dreads he fhou'd the PafTage prove.
O Fate ! ■ faid fhe,
Nor Heav n, nor thee,
Our Vows fhall e'er divide :
I'd leap this Wall,
Cou'd I but fall,
By my Leander*^ Side.
At length the rifing Sun
Did to her Sight reveal too late,
That Hero was undone,
Not by Leanders Fault, but Fate :
Said {he. III fhew,
Tho' we are two,
N 2 Our:
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Our Loves were ever one ;
This Proof I'll give,
I will not live,
Nor fhali he die alone.
Down from the Wall fhe leapt
Into th;: ra^^ing Seas to him,
Courtiiig each Wave fhe met,
To leach her weaded Arras to fwim ^
The Sea- Gods wept.
Nor longer kept
Her from her Lover's Side 5
When joined at laft,
She grafp d him faft,
Thm figh'd, embrac'd, and dyM,
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XLI.
Todlen hutt-i ^^d Todle?i hen^
WHcn I've a Saxpence under my Thumb,
Then 1 get Credit in ilka Towa :
But ay when I'm poor they bid me gang by;
O ! Poverty parts good Company.
Todlen hame^ todlen hame,
Coudna my Love come todlen hame.
Fair-fa' the Good wife, and fend her good Sale,
She gi'es us white Bannocks to drink her Ale,
Syne if that her Tippony chance to be fma',
We'll tak a good Scour o*t, and cat awa*.
Todlen hame^ todlen hame-,
As round as a Neep come todlen hame.
My Kimmer and I lay down to fleep,
And twa Pint-ftoups at our Bed's Feet ;
And ay when we waken'd, we drank them dry :
What think ye of my wee Kimmer and I ?
Todlen butt, and todlen hen,
§(ie rgundtis mj Love cgmes todlen hame.
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Orpheus Cale DON I us.
Leez mc on Liquor, my todlen Dow,
Ye're ay fac good humour'd when weetingyourMoui
When lober fac four, ye'll fight with a Flee,
That 'tis a blyrh Sight to the Bairns and me.
When todlen hame, todlen hamej
When round as a Keep ye come todlen hame.
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XLII.
T^he Glancing of her Apron*
I ^ January laft.
On Munanday at Morn,
As through the Fields I pail.
To view the Winter Corn,
I looked me behind.
And faw come o'er the Know,
Ane glancing in her Apron,
With a bonny brent Brow.
Ifaid, good morrow, fair Maid i
And fhe right courteoufly
Returned a Beck, and kindly faid ^
Good T>ayy fweet Sir, to you,
I fpear'd, my dear, how far awa'
Do ye intend to gae.
Quoth (he, I mean a Mile or twaii
Out o'er yon broomy Brae.
He,
Fair Maid, I'm thankfu to my Fate,
To have fic Company 5>
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96 Orpiieus Caledonius«
For I am ganging ftraight that Gate,
Whgre ye intend to be.
When we had gane a Mile or twain,
I faid to iier, my Dow,
May we not lean us on this Plain,
And kifs your bonny xMoii.
She.
Kind Sir, ye are a wi' miftanei
For I am nane of thefe,
I hope ye fome mair breeding ken,
Than to ruffle Woman's Claife-;
For may be I have c ho fen ane.
And plighted him my Vow,-
Wha may do wi* me what he like s>
And kifs my bonny Mou.
He,
Na, if ye are contrafted,
1 hae nae mair to fay ;
Rather than be rejeded,
I will gie o'er the Play 5
And chufe anither will refpe«S
My Love, and on me rew 1
And let me clafp her round the Neck.
And kifs her bonny Mou.
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O Sir, ye are proud-hearted^
And iaitli to be faid nay,
Elfe ye wad ne'er a ftarted
For ought that I did fay :
For Women in their Modefty
At firft they winna bow 5
But if we like your Company,
We'll prove as kind as you^
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XUII.
'The Btrh of Endermay^
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Invite the tuneful Birds to fing :
And while they warble from each Spray^
Love melts the univerfal Lay.
Let us, Amanda, timely wife,
Like them improve the Hour that flies >
And in foft Raptures wafte the Day,
Among the Birks of Endermay.
Por foon the Winter of the Year,
And Age, Life's Winter, will appear :
At this, thy living Bloom will fade 5
As that will ftrip the verdant Shade.
Our Tafte of Pleafure then is o*er ;
The feather'd Songfters love no more ;
And when they droop, and we decay,
Adieu the Birks of Endermay.
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XLIV.
Willie Winkle V Tejlame?n.
MY Daddy left mc Gear enough,
A Coutcr and an auld 3eam-p]ough,
A nebbed Staff, a Nutting-tync,
A Fifhing-wand with Huik and Line.
Witli twa auld Stools and a Dii't-houfe,
A Jerkinct fcarcc worth a Loufe ;
An auld Patt, that wants the Lug,
A Spurtic and a Ibwen Mu5^.
A Hempen Heckle, and a Mel',
A Tarr-horn, and a Weather's Bell,
A Muck-fork, and an auLi Pect-cree!,
The Spairksof our auld Spinning-wheel,
A Pair of Branks, yea and a Sadie,
With our auld brunt and broken Ladle ;
A Whang-bitt and a Sniffle bit j
Chcar up, my Bairns, and dance a fit.
A Flailing-lbff, a Timmcr Spcer^
An auld Kirn and a Hole in it,
O 2 Yearn.
I GO Orpheus Caledqni^^.
Ycarn-winnlcs, and a Pvcel,
A Fctrcr-lock, a Trump ofSrccl,
A Vv^'niiic, and a Toup-horn Spoon,
With an. auld Pair of clouted Shoon >
A Tinimer Spade, and a Gleg Shear,
A Bonnet for my Bairns to wear.
A TimmerTong, a broken Cradle,
l^he Pillion of an auld Car-Sadie,
A Gullie-knife, and a Horfe-wand,
A Mitten for the Left-hand 5
With an ciuld broken Pan of Brafs,
With an auld Sark that wants the arfe |
An auld Band, and a Hooding-HoWj
1 hope (my Bairns) yc're a well now.
Oft have I born ye on my Back,
With a this Riff-rafF in my Pack 5 ,
And it was a' for want of Gear,
That gart mefteal Mefs y^i'w's gray Marc
But now, my Bairns, what ails ye now,
For ye ha'e Naigs enough to plough 5
And Hofe and Shoon fit for your Feet^
Chear up, my Bairns, and dinna gre^t.
Then with my fel I did advife.
My Daddy's Gear for to comprize 1
Some Neighbours I ca'd in to fee^
What Gear my Daddy left to me.
Orpheus Gale don ius.
They fat three quarters of a Year,
Comprifing of my Daddy's Gear 5
And when they had gi'cn a' their Votes,
^Twas fcarcely ^' worth four Pou,nds $cots.
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XLV.
Etrick Banks.
O'^ Etrick Banks in a Summer's Night,
At gloaming when the Sheep drove hame^
I met my Lafly bra' and tight,
Came wading barefoot, a' her lane.
My Heart grew light, I ran, I flang
My Arms about her iilly Neck,
And kifs'd and clap*d her there fu lang,
My Words they were na' mony feck.
I faid, my Lafly, will you go
To the Highland Hills, the Erfh to learn )
ril beath gi* thee a Cow and Yew,
When you come to the Briggof Earn.
At Leith, auld Meal comes in, (ne'er fafh)
And Herring at the broomy Law j
Chear up your Heart, my bonny Lafs,
There's Gear to win we never faw.
AH Day, when we ha' wrought enough^
When Winter's Froft and Snow begin.
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And when the Sun goes Weft the Loch^
At Night when you fa' faft to fpin 5 \
I'll fctew my Drons, and play a Spring,
And thus the weary Night we'll end,
Till the tender Kids, and Lamb-time brin^
Our pleafant Summer back again.
XLVI,
104 Or I' HE us CALEbONIUS.
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Had away from T^te^ Donald.
Had away, had away,
Had away frae mc, 'Donald s
Your Heart is made o'er large for ane^
It is not meet for me, T>onald :
Some fickle Miftrefs you may fincf,
Will jilt as faft as thcc, T)onaldi
To ilka Swain fhe will pfove kind.
And nae lefs kind to thee, DonaM.
But Tvc a Heart that's naething fuch^
*Tis fiird with Honefty, Dmdd\
ril ne'er love mony, I'll love much,
I'll hate all Levity, Donald,
Therefore nae mair, with Art, pretend,
Your Heart is chained to mine, Donald
For Words of Falfhood I'll defend.,
A roving Love like thine, Donalds
Tirft when you courted. I mufc owil^
I frankly favour'dyoUj Donald \
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Apparent Worth and fair Renown,
Made me believe you true, T^onald,
Ilk Virtue then feem'd to adorn
The Man^fteem'd by me, 'Donald -^
But now, the Mask fallen aff, I (corn
To ware a Thought on thee, Donald,
And now, forever, had away,
Had away from m^^Donald -y
Gae feek a Heart that's like your ain.
And come nae mair to me, Donald :
For I'll referve my fell for ane.
For ane that's liker me, Donald ;
If fie a ane I canna find,
I'll ne'er loo Man, nor thee, Donald.
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io6 Orpheus Cale DONius.
XLVir.
Gilderoy.
Gilder oy was a bony Boy,
When h€ came to the GleiT,
With filken Stockings on his Legs,
And Rofcs in his Shoon :
He was a comely Sight to fee.
My Dear, and only Joy;
But now he hangs high on a Tree,
My poor, pale Gilderoy.
Gilderoy was as brave a Man,
Ks^vtv Scotland bred j
Defcended from a Highland Clan,
But a Caper till his Trade.
Our Fathers and our Mothers baith
Of us they had great Joy ;
Expefting ftill the Wedding- Day,
'Tween me and Gilderoy,
When Gilderoy went to the Glen^
He always choos'd the Fat 5
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And in thefe Days there were not ten,
With him durll bell the Cat :
For had he been as JValace ftoutj
And tall as TDalmahoyy
He never mift to get a Clout,
Frae my Love Gilderoy,
The Qiieen of Scots poflcired nought.
That my Love let me want j
For Cow and Ew he brought to me,
And e'en when they were fcant :
All thefe did honsftly poffefs.
He never did annoy,
Who never fail'd to pay their Cefs
To my Love Gilderoy,
But ah \ they catch'd him on a Hill,
And baith his Hands they tied ;
Alledging he had done much ill 1
But Sons of Whores they lyed :
Three Gallons large of Ufquebaugh,
We drank to his laft Foy,
Before he went for Edinburgh^
My D^Sitcfi Gilderoy,
To Ed^T^urgh I followed fail 1 ,
But long e'er I came there,
They had him mounted on a Mafi:,
Aijd Wagging in the Air.
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io8 Orpheus Caledonius.
His Relicks there were mair efteem'd,
Than Scanderbeg and Croy 5
And eVry Man was happy deem'd.
That gaz'd on Gilder oj,
Alas! that e'er fuch Laws were made.
To hang a Man for Gear 5
Either for ftcpling Cow or Sheep,
Or yet for Horle or Mare :
Had not the Laws then been fo ftridj,
I had never loft my Joy 5
But now he lodges with auld Nkk^
That hang'd my Gilderoy^
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XLVIII.
John Ochiltree.
HOneft Man John Ochiltree^
Mine ain auld John Ochiltree ^
Wilt thou come o'er the Moor to me,
And do as thou was wont to do r
Alake, alake 1 1 wont to do !
Ohon-, Ohon I I wont to do !
Now wont to do's away frae met
Frae filly auld ^ohn Ochiltree.
HoncOiMzn John Ochiltreey
Mine ain znld John Ochiltree 5
Come anes out o'er the Moor tome,
And do but what thou dow to do,
Alake^ alake ! I dow to do !
IValaways I I dow to do !
To whofi andhirple o'er my Tree,
Is a' that I dow do to do,
Walaways John Ochiltree,
For mony a time I tell'd to thee,
Thou'd tine the fpecd thy fell wad die,
Poora fiUyj auld John Ochiltree,
XLIX.
no Orpheus Caledonius.
XLIX.
Willy V Rare and Willy 'j Fair,
Wl LLTs rare, and Willy*s fair,
And JVillfs wond'rous bony 5
And mily heght to marry me^
Gin e'er he marry 'd ony.
Yeftreen 1 made my Bed fu* bradc,
The Night I'll make it narrow ;
For a' the live-long Winter's Nighty
I lie twin'd of my Marrow.
O came you by yon Water-fide,
Pu d you the Rofe or Lilly f
Or came you by yon Meadow green,
Or faw you my fweet Willy?
She fought him Eaft, (he fought him Weft,
She fought him brade and narrow 5
Sine in the clifting of a Craig,
She found him drown'd in Tarrow.
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the fecond Volume.
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Romlet's Lilt.
Page
My Deary, if thou die. 4
Sae merry as we have been — r — 6
The bonny Earl of Munay 8
Wap at the Widow. ■ • 10
The Wawking of the Faulds _^_« 1 2
Jocky faid to Jeany 14
T>umbarton*s Drums 16
Yc Gods ! was Strephonh Pidure blelt i S
For our lang biding here — 20
Leader Haiighs and Tarrow — "— 2 1
Gi'e me a Lafs with a Lump of Land 26
One Day I heard Mary fay 2 8
She raife and loot me in * 3©
Ew-Bughts, Marion ' 32
The Braes of Tarrow — "-~" 3 4
Lady Ann Bothwelh Lament — • 4^
Corn-Riggs arc bonny "■" 45
The auld Goodman. ■ 47
Loch ah er ■ ■ ■ 50
Pinkie Houfe — 5 2
jWhen abfent from the Nymph I love 5 +
X<7^<«« Water — 56
Jhe bonnieft Lafs in a' the Warid 57
Clout
Table of SONGS in Vol. II.
Page
Clout the Caldron . S^
Willy was a wanton Wag . 50
My Soger Laddie ■ ~ 63
Allan Waier ■ — —. 5^
The Peer of Leith . 57
^^/>'j Haggles — _ 69
I fix'd my Fancy on her * . 7 1
This is no mine ain Houfe . -^
Why hangs that Cloud upon thy Brow 74.
Teatie and Teggy 7^
The bonny Lais of ^r/?;2y^;?^^ - — . 73
U^]o Janet ■— - 80
O Mither dear, Fgin to fear — g 3
The Country Lafs - — > 8^
My >^fy blyth . .»_ 88
Hero and Leander _-_^ p^
Todien butt, and Todlen ben — - — 93
The Glancing of her Apron — — -— - 95
ThcBirkboiEndermay - p8
fFilhe IVinkies Tellament ^ 99
Btrich 5anks . — - 102
h?Ad^ZY hz^mt J T>onald «- — ^ 104
Oilderoy ~«-«^ . iq^
5^f?^;^ '.chiltree — _ 109
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Skepy Body ■ ^ - ixz
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