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16 gallant though unfortunate house of Stuart, the kings of our fathers for so many heroic ages, is a theme much more interesting than * * ^ * resentment of the guilty great, or their descendants. Thou mightest then have rolled in affluence, and ceased to struggle under the insulting taunts of every little upstart in office. Thou, mightest have flourished in thy day, and left behind thee an off- spring securely treading the path of honours and preferment, in- stead of leaving thy v\?ife and children poor and pennyless, at the mercy of the vporld.—All this tliou mightest have done ; but then thou would'st not have been a poet. Thy mantle has in- deed been claimed by the first of a new order of poets, who has done all that thou would'st have disdained to do. The world has seen with astonishment, the solid treasures realized by the speculating muse ; but the meretricious laurel will soon wither around the wearer's brow, and succeeding generations will turn with contempt from the cold and the courtly strain. I do not mean to say that poetry and prudence are altogether incompatible; but that prudence which would stifle the feelings which should glow in every manly bosom, can never exist with true and genuine poetry. The prudence that would suppress the indignant strain of a Campbell at the horrors of Warsaw, or at the cries of the helpless women and children of our American brethren mangled and murdered by Savages, spurred on by cold and unfeeling politicians ;—the prudence that could see unmoved the smoking villages and unhallowed butchery which followed in the train of Culloden, the unsophisticated muse will ever disdain. He can never be a poet who does not feel as a man. Ed,
17 JAMIE GAY. Jamie Gay is another and a tolerable Anglo- Scotish piece. MY DEAR JOCKIE. Jnother Anglo-Scotish production. FYE, GAE RUB HER o'eR Wl' STRAE. It is self-evident that the first four lines of this song are part of a sorig more ancient than Ramsay s heautifid verses zvhich are annexed to them. As music is the lariguage of nature; and poetry, parti- cularly songs, are always less or more localized (if I may he allowed the verb) by some of the modifica- tions of time and place, this is the reason zvhy so many of our Scots airs have outlived their original, and perhaps many subsequent sets of verses; except a single name, or phrase, or sometimes one or tzco lines, simply to distinguish the tunes by. VOL,
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Page 32 and 33: ~s THE BEDS OF SWEET ROSES. This so
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Page 36 and 37: 12 SAW YE NAE MY PEGGY? This charmi
Page 38 and 39: 14 Saw ye my Maggie, Saw ye my Magg
Page 42 and 43: 18 To this day among people who kno
Page 44 and 45: 20 Let neist day come as it thinks
Page 46 and 47: 22 THE LAST TIME 1 CAME O ER THE MO
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Page 52 and 53: 28 Upon the green the virgins wait,
Page 54 and 55: 30 .; ing together by the banks of
Page 56 and 57: 32 THE TURNIMSPIKE. There is a stan
Page 58 and 59: 34 They tak the horse then py te he
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Page 62 and 63: 38 THE BLAITHRIE O T. The following
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Page 68 and 69: 44 Say, charmer, where do thy flock
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Page 74 and 75: 5a The primrose I will pu', the fir
Page 76 and 77: 52 She from her pillow gently rais'
Page 78 and 79: 54 Up raise the good man's dochter,
Page 80 and 81: 66 And he took out his little knife
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Page 84 and 85: 60 THE COLLIERS BONIE LASSIE. Thefi
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Page 88 and 89: 64 DOWN THE BURN, DAVIE. I HAVE bee
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66 What pass'd, I guess, was harmle
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68 came first on the streets as a b
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70 Sae true's his words, sae smooth
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72 pedia Britannicaj which he compo
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74 SAE MERRY AS WE TWA HA E BEEN. T
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70 flouir his grave to crown !" Thi
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78 I try'd to sooth my am'rous flam
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80 ''At that time the opportunities
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82 youngest son, commonly called th
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84 Has kill'd the kindest heart Tha
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86 licacieSj and made it at once fj
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88 Sae put on your pearlins, Marion
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90 I OH ONO CHRIO.* Dr. Blacklock i
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9« composed his beautiful song of
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94 sprightly J and forcibly express
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96 Then to his bags he flew wi' spe
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98 TRANENT MUIR.* The Chevalier,f b
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100 Menteith the great,* when herse
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102 For king and laws, and country'
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104 Sic unco' hacks, and deadly wha
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106 which their friends thought dan
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108 Fu' loud and sliill the frosty
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110 MY JO JANET Johnson, the publis
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112 My spinnin-wheel is auld and st
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114 THE HIGHLAND LASSIE, O. This wa
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116 But fickle fortune frowns on me
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118 The meikle pot upon my back, Un
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120 He had a wee titty that loo'd n
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122 strathallan's lament.* This air
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124 The birds sit chittering in the
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126 I Oh ! baneful cause !—oh ! f
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128 Down amang the broom, the broom
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130 I DREAm'd I LAY WHERE FLOWERS W
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132 hanks of the little river Devon
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134 Her bosom I press'd, but, sunk
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136 1 leant my back unto an aik, I
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138 Maggie coost her head fu' high,
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140 hy the father of the present Si
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142 My cogie. Sirs, my cogie. Sirs,
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line say, 144 Come now, my lads, an
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146 Brave Argyle^ and Belhaven,f No
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Brave Harry* retook 148 His brother
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150 Lord Perth* stood the storm, Se
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152 But Cleppan* acted pretty, And
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154 Then Laurie, for fear Of what h
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156 So we a' took the flight, And M
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16B The Duke of Argyle and the Earl
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160 Their left-hand general had nae
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162 Sae bide you yet, and hide you
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164 And if there happen ever to be
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166 RAVING WINDS AROUND HER BLOWING
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168 For bridal days are merry times
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170 WHAT AILS THE LASSES AT ME. Tun
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17^ But when I speak to them that's
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174 A cripple I'm not, ye forsta me
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176 But had I nine dathers, as I ha
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178 Syii powing and ripling an' ste
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J 60 A pair of grey hoggers well cl
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182 Lay aside your sour grimaces. C
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184 Love our cheerful spirits raise
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186 O gin my wife wad drink hooly a
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189 APPENDIX TO VOL. I. APPENDIX (a
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191 In opposition to these claims,
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193 The inquiry which this disputed
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195 Some time after the year 1760 s
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197 Since I wrote to Mr. Mudford, M
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199 And niak the Table neat and tri
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§01 he was employed in preparing c
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20,^: works: " The Weekly Mirror" a
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205 manners, the modesty of his dis
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£07 Songs, called, '^ What ails th
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209 APPENDIX fd,J Mr. Skinner died
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211 " His old friend, however, afte
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21; It's true we've been but poor,
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215 The two subjoined letters were
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217 Songs in the English language,
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219 ly in the old Scottish dialect
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221 your own proper and piercing we
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223 tioned in your last, to the tun
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225 fluence over him than any other
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£27 food, I desired her to endeavo
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229 was then very complaisant, and
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2 Get up, goodman, it is fou time,
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RATTLIN, ROARIN WILLIE. The last st
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6 As one who by some savage stream,
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8 I doubt na, lass, but ye may thin
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10 Loove for loove is the bargain f
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12 YOUNG DAMON. This air is hy Oswa
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14 JOHNY FAA, OR THE GYPSIE LADDIE.
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16 And she came tripping down the s
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18 TO DAUNTON ME. The two following
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20 By my gude luck a maid 1 met. Ju
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22 The bonie lassie made the bed to
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Theft she pat siller in my purse, W
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26 AULD ROBIN GRAY. This air was fo
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28 I gang like a ghaist, and I care
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^ When we gaed to the braes o' Mar,
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32 He streight gaed to Duniblane ag
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34 Represents hoary locks; an old b
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36 And there will be lang-kail and
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S8 And there will be happer-ars'd N
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40 O CAN YE XABOUR LEA, YOUNG MAN.
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42 WHEN I UPON THY BOSOM LEAN. Tune
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44 MY HARRY WAS A GALLANT GAY. Tune
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46 The captive bands may chain the
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48 And in Scotia's cold climate may
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50 Pan playing on his aiten reed, A
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50, What sweeter music wad ye hear,
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54 Woo'd and married and a\ Married
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56 Young luckie thus fand hersel' m
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6B " What's the matter?" quo' Willi
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m MUIRLAND WILLIE, Hearken, and I w
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6^2 Besides, I had frae the great l
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64 Their toys and mutches were sae
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66 O soft as love ! as honour fair
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6S Lasses a' lilting before the bre
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70 O dule for the order Sent our la
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n O fickle fortune ! why this cruel
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74 sent dress, it has gained immort
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76 'Tis na for naught, bauld Duncan
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78 He wav'd his hand : the pipers p
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80 What ! shall our hearts of steel
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82 KENNETH. I weird, I weird, hard-
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84 The youth that bare Lord Kenneth
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86 But William never liv'd to flee
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88 Below the arrows* arch they rush
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00 I'll tak the curchie aff my head
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92 sunt etienings than at all the h
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9i THE GABERLUNZIE-MAN.'^ The Gaher
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96 Between the twa was made a plot
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98 Wi' cauk and keel I'll win your
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This song is mine. 100 THE LAZY MIS
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102 What a happy nation this will b
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104 I LOVE MY JEAN. This air is by
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106 I hear her in the tunefu' birds
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108 And ay 1 muse and sing thy name
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no His coat is the hue of his bonne
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1 1£ MY heart's in the HIGHLANDS,
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114 THE SHEPHERDS PREFERENCEo This
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116 The scenes where wretched fancy
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118 tULLOCHGORUM. This, first of so
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120 They're dowf and dowie at the b
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im JOHN O BADENYON, This excellent
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I hy'd me home, and tun'd my pipe T
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Youll meet displeasure every where
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128 We twa hae paidl't i' the burn,
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130 COCKFEN. O, when she came ben s
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1S2 And a' the day to sit in dool.
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J34 LADIE MARY ANN. O Lady Mary Ann
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136 It is the moon, I ken her horn,
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138 With sword and terge into their
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140 The solemn league and covenant
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I never needed tar nor keil To mark
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144 I never met wi' sic a tum, As t
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146 CRAIGIE-BURN WOOD. Sweet closes
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148 Brightest climes shall mirk app
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150 When we had three times toom'd
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u^ HUGHIE GRAHAM. Our lords are to
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154 : ; ; O baud your tongue, the b
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156 THE BONNY ERLE OF MURRAY. The l
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15S ; ; But blinks o' her beauty, a
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160 Your proffer o' luve's an airle
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16^ The church is in ruins, the sta
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164 " O welcome, most kindly," the
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166 I DO CONFESS THOU ART SAE FAIR.
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168 THE SOGER LADDIE. The first ver
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170 A bonie bonie lassie she was, A
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172 A gleib o' Ian', a claut o' gea
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174 O ER THE MOOR AMANO THE HEATHER
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176 While thus we lay she sang a sa
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178 If ruthless Li^ pass this M^ay,
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180 She is not the fairest, altho'
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18£ EPPIE m'NAB. The old song, wit
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184 THOU ART GANE AWA. This tune is
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186 No cold approach, no alter'd mi
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188 were composed to commemorate th
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190 LUCKY NANSIE. While fops in sof
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127 Hear then my charitable vow, De
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194 The following original Letter o
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196 FRAGMENTS. Tune — Willie's Ra
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198 She's ta'en three links of her
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200 But he set her on a coal-black
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202 BONNIE DUNDEE.* whare gat ye th
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204 YOUNG HYNHORN. ( To its own Tun
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£06 I gat na't by sea, I gat na't
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209 Among the MS. papers of Burns,
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211 WATTY AND MEG. The reader is he
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^13 Dryster Jock was sitting cracky
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215 Mungo fill'd him up a toothfu',
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217 '* Night and day she's ever yel
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219 ^ For a wee I quietly knuckl'd,
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221 " Ye'U sit wi' your limmers rou
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223 " Owre the seas I march this mo
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225 Down he threw his staff victori
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220 THE JOLLY BEGGARS. This spirite
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^31 prominent persons are a maimed
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to the general respect which is pai
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0,35 This here was for a wench, and
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2S7 Some one of a troop of dragoons
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239 ; ; My Grannie she bought me a
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241 II. With his phiUbeg an' tartan
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24S AIR. Tune—Whistle owre the la
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245 Tune—Clout the Caudron. Mj bo
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^47 He was a care-defying blade, As
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249 For a' that an a' that, An^ twi
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!251 And at night, in barn or stabl
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253 with regret, advertised to be p
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Q55 Such are the contents of a volu
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258 roosts and hedges, lifting lamb
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£60 Note III, While she held up he
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26^ Note VIII. A pigmy scraper on a
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264 The strolling bard seems rejoic
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^66 PAGE My ain kind dearie O 60 My
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S68. ' PAGE Auld Robin Gray «... 2
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270 PACE Woo'd and married an' a* 5
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The scheme of this Woi^ is in every
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