The Scottish songs - National Library of Scotland

The Scottish songs - National Library of Scotland The Scottish songs - National Library of Scotland

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582 THE QUERN-LILT* ROBERT JAMIESON, ESQ. The cronach stills tlie dowie heart The jurram stills the bairnie ; But the music for a hungry wame's The grinding o' the quernie. And loes me on my little quernie Grind the gradden,f grind it We'll a' get crowdie when it's done, And bannocks steeve to bind it. The married man his joy may prize, The lover prize his arles ; But gin the quernie gang na round. They baith will soon be sar'less, Sae loes me, &c. The whisky gars the bark o' life Drive merrily and rarely But gradden is the ballast gars It steady gang, and fairly. Then loes me, &c. Though winter steeks the door wi' drift, And ower the ingle hings us, Let but the little quernie gae. We're blythe, whatever dings us. Then loes me, &c. And how it cheers the herd at e'en. And sets his heart-strings dirlin_, * The quern is a little hand-mill, still used in remote parts of the Highlauds, and which was in the fifteenth century so common as to be then forbidden by an act of the Scottish legislature, on account of its interference with the prosperity of the thirl-mills= t Gradden is the name given to the rough coarse meal produced by the quern. ; ; : !

583 When, coming frae the hungry hill, He hears the quernie birlin I Then loes me, &c. Though sturt and strife, wi' young and auld. And flytin but and ben be ; Let but the quernie play, they'll soon A' lown and fidgin-fain be. Then loes me, &c. THE WREN. Tune—Lennox' Love to Blantyre, The wren scho lyes in care's bed, In care's bed, in care's bed ; The wren scho lyes in care's bed, In meikle dule and pyne, O. When in cam Robin Redbreist, Redbreist, Redbreist When in cam Robin Redbreist, Wi' succar-saps and wine, O. ; Now, maiden, will ye taste o' this, Taste o' this, taste o' this ; Now, maiden, will ye taste o' this ? It's succar-saps and wine, O. Na, ne'er a drap, Robin, Robin, Robin Na, ne'er a drap, Robin, Though it were ne'er sae fine, O. ;

583<br />

When, coming frae the hungry hill,<br />

He hears the quernie birlin I<br />

<strong>The</strong>n loes me, &c.<br />

Though sturt and strife, wi' young and auld.<br />

And flytin but and ben be ;<br />

Let but the quernie play, they'll soon<br />

A' lown and fidgin-fain be.<br />

<strong>The</strong>n loes me, &c.<br />

THE WREN.<br />

Tune—Lennox' Love to Blantyre,<br />

<strong>The</strong> wren scho lyes in care's bed,<br />

In care's bed, in care's bed ;<br />

<strong>The</strong> wren scho lyes in care's bed,<br />

In meikle dule and pyne, O.<br />

When in cam Robin Redbreist,<br />

Redbreist, Redbreist<br />

When in cam Robin Redbreist,<br />

Wi' succar-saps and wine, O.<br />

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Now, maiden, will ye taste o' this,<br />

Taste o' this, taste o' this ;<br />

Now, maiden, will ye taste o' this ?<br />

It's succar-saps and wine, O.<br />

Na, ne'er a drap, Robin,<br />

Robin, Robin<br />

Na, ne'er a drap, Robin,<br />

Though it were ne'er sae fine, O.<br />

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