with critical observations and biographical notices, by Robert Burns
with critical observations and biographical notices, by Robert Burns with critical observations and biographical notices, by Robert Burns
58 Hart, and hynd, and fallow-deer, No be liaff so useful are : Frae kings to him that hads the plow. Are all oblig'd to tarry woo. Up, ye shepherds, dance and skip. O'er the hills and vallies trip, Sing up the praise of tarry woo. Sing the flocks that bear it too Harmless creatures without blame, That dead the back, and cram the wame, Keep us w^arm and hearty fou; Leese me on the tarry woo. How happy is the shepherd's life, Far frae courts, and free of strife, While the gimmers bleat and bae, And the lambkins answer mae : No such music to his ear ; Of thief or fox he has no fear Sturdy Kent and Colli/ true, Will defend the tan7 woo. He lives content, and envies norie Not even a monarch on his throne, Tho' he the royal sceptre sways. Has not s\yeeter hohdays. *
69 Who'd be a king, can ony tell, When a shepherd sings sae well ?* Sings sae well, and pays his due, With honest heart and tarry woo. GRAMACHREE. The song of Gramachree was composed hy a Mr. Poe, a counsellor in Dublin. This anecdote I had from a geritleman who knew the lady, the " Molly," zijho is the subject of the song, and to whom Mr. Poe sent the first manuscript of his most beautiful verses. I do not remember any single line that has more true pathos than— How can she break that honest heart that wears her in its core ! But as the song is Irish, it had nothing to do in this collection. * The thought contained in these two lines is an imitation of a verse in a fine old song, called " The Miller," which serves to confirm the truth of Burns's observation on the age of ** Tarry Woo."—£d.
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69<br />
Who'd be a king, can ony tell,<br />
When a shepherd sings sae well ?*<br />
Sings sae well, <strong>and</strong> pays his due,<br />
With honest heart <strong>and</strong> tarry woo.<br />
GRAMACHREE.<br />
The song of Gramachree was composed hy a<br />
Mr. Poe, a counsellor in Dublin. This anecdote<br />
I had from a geritleman who knew the lady, the<br />
" Molly," zijho is the subject of the song, <strong>and</strong> to<br />
whom Mr. Poe sent the first manuscript of his most<br />
beautiful verses. I do not remember any single line<br />
that has more true pathos than—<br />
How can she break that honest heart that wears her in<br />
its core !<br />
But as the song is Irish, it had nothing to do in<br />
this collection.<br />
* The thought contained in these two lines is an imitation of<br />
a verse in a fine old song, called " The Miller," which serves to<br />
confirm the truth of <strong>Burns</strong>'s observation on the age of ** Tarry<br />
Woo."—£d.
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