A collection of ancient and modern Scottish ballads, etc

A collection of ancient and modern Scottish ballads, etc A collection of ancient and modern Scottish ballads, etc

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134 Some Highland rogues^ like hungry dogs. Neglecting to pursue, man. About they fac'd, and in great haste Upon the booty flew, man And they, as gain, for all their pain. Are deck'd wi' spoils of war, man ; Fow bald can tell how her nainsell Was ne'er sae pra' before, man. At the thorn-tree, which you may see Be-west the meadow-mill, man. There mony slain lay on the plain ; The clans pursuing still, man Sic unco' hacks, and deadly whacks, I never saw the like, man. Lost hands and heads cost them their deads. That fell near Preston-dyke, man. That afternoon, when a' was done, I gaed to see the fray, man ; But had I wist what after past, I'd better staid away, man On Seaton-sands, wi' nimble hands. They pick'd my pockets bare, man But 1 wish ne'er to drie sic fear For a' the sum and mair, man. ; : : ;

135 JOHNIE COPE. [The vapouring of Sir John Cope and the officers of his army previous to the battle of Preston, was notorious to all the attendants on his camp ; his total defeat, there- fore, rendered him a butt to wliich the shafts of ridicule were directed both by friends and foes. His bravadoes when there was no enemy in view, fear on beholding the Highlanders, and precipitate flight, are delineated with much humour in the following song, copied from John- son's Museum^ ELVin. 1790. There are three readings of this song, two of which are inserted ; the second is taken from Ritson's Scotisk SongSf in which work are collected almost al! the political songs of this period.J Sir John Cope trode the north right far. Yet ne'er a rebel he cam naur. Until he landed at Dunbar, Right early in a morning. Hey Johnie Cope are ye wauking yet ? Or are ye sleeping ? I would wit O haste ye get up for the drums do beat: O fye Cope rise in the morning. He wrote a challenge from Dunbar, "^ Come fight me, Charlie, an ye daur; If it be not by the chance of war, I'll give you a merry morning," Hey Johnie Cope, &c. ;

135<br />

JOHNIE COPE.<br />

[The vapouring <strong>of</strong> Sir John Cope <strong>and</strong> the <strong>of</strong>ficers <strong>of</strong> his<br />

army previous to the battle <strong>of</strong> Preston, was notorious to<br />

all the attendants on his camp ; his total defeat, there-<br />

fore, rendered him a butt to wliich the shafts <strong>of</strong> ridicule<br />

were directed both by friends <strong>and</strong> foes. His bravadoes<br />

when there was no enemy in view, fear on beholding the<br />

Highl<strong>and</strong>ers, <strong>and</strong> precipitate flight, are delineated with<br />

much humour in the following song, copied from John-<br />

son's Museum^ ELVin. 1790. There are three readings<br />

<strong>of</strong> this song, two <strong>of</strong> which are inserted ; the second is<br />

taken from Ritson's Scotisk SongSf in which work are<br />

collected almost al! the political songs <strong>of</strong> this period.J<br />

Sir John Cope trode the north right far.<br />

Yet ne'er a rebel he cam naur.<br />

Until he l<strong>and</strong>ed at Dunbar,<br />

Right early in a morning.<br />

Hey Johnie Cope are ye wauking yet ?<br />

Or are ye sleeping ? I would wit<br />

O haste ye get up for the drums do beat:<br />

O fye Cope rise in the morning.<br />

He wrote a challenge from Dunbar,<br />

"^ Come fight me, Charlie, an ye daur;<br />

If it be not by the chance <strong>of</strong> war,<br />

I'll give you a merry morning,"<br />

Hey Johnie Cope, &c.<br />

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