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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.

28th January 1927.

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One of the moil Excellent Judges of Musical Merit;

THIS COLLECTION of SCOTCH SONGS

IS INSCRIBED

As a TESTIMONY of his PROFOUND RESPECT,

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ADVERTISEMENT.

IN prefenting this Work to the Public, the Author thinks it neceflhry to flate

the Advantages he conceives if to pohefs above any othei collection of the lame

kind hitherto publifhed.

Having been ftruck with the elegant fimplicity of die Original Scotch Me-

lodies, he applied himfelf, for feveral years, in attending to the manner of the

bell Scotch Singers ; and having attached himfelf to that which was generally

allowed to be the bell, he Hatters himfelf he has acquired the true national talle.

He fung, during a period of four years, the Scotch Airs in the Concerts of

the Harmonical Society of Edinburgh, and for three years he likewife fung in

the Concerts of Glafgow. In both places he received fuch marks of univerfal ap-

plaufe, as convinced him that his method of linging was approved by the bell

Judges;

Emboldened by this general approbation and the felicitation of many lovers

of thefe delightful melodies, he determined to publiih the following Colledlion,

with the full and limple harmony, nothing fo comfpleat in this way having ever

been done before.

He had often heard Scotch Songs performed at Theatres and in Concerts

with falfe and unconnecled Harmony, which entirely fpoiled the beautiful fim-

piicity of the original Air : to the following Songs, he has publifhed the true

harmony, which performers of every degree of proficiency may make ufc of.

For thofe who ling the Songs without orcheltra he has joined a Harpficord

accompaniment, which will produce the fame effect with the complete Harmo-

ny. The limple graces added to the Songs are thofe he ufes when linging in

public, and which have been generally approved.

From thefe circumltances, he hopes that his Work will be acceptable, not on-

ly to the Admirers of the Ancient Scotch Songs, but to the Lovers of Mulic in

general; and from the favourable reception his public and private recitals of them

have always met with, he flatters himfelf he will meet with the patronage and

encouragement of the Public.

The fecund part will be ready in the month of March, and thofe who chufe

to fubferibe for it will pleafe to fend their names.

SUBSCRIBERS NAMES.

A.

Mr John Alfton, Glafgow, ... i Capt. Alfton, i Mifs Ann Auftin, i Mifs Allan, George-ftreet, . . . i

Mifs Abercromby, i Mrs S. Anderfon, i

Mr Anderfon, No. 41, George-ftreet, 1

Mr Andrews, 3d Dragoons, . . 1

Mr John Anderfon, l

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The Countefs of Balcarras, ... 2 The Countefs Dowager of Balcarras, 1 Lord Balgonie, 1

The Earl of Buchan, 1 Right Hon. Lady Jane Belfches, . 1 Mifs Buckland, 1 Mr Buchanan, Corbeth, . . . . 1 Mifs Bogle, Glafgow, . . . . 1

Mrs Balfour, 1

Mrs Barftow, 1

Mr James Buchannan, . . . . 1

Mr William Bogle, 1 Mr David Bridges, 1

Comillioner Brown, 1 Mrs Blair, No. 62. Queen-ftreet, . 1 Mr Brown, 19th Regt 1 Mr Brown, Brifto-ftreet, . . . . 1 Mifs Bower, .• 1 Capt. Bolton St James’s-fquare, . 1 Mr John Bland, 1

Mr Buchanan, Corbeth, .... 2 Mifs Briftow, Henry Band, Edinburgh, . . . 1 Mr J. Boydell, London, . . . . 1

C. Sir John Clerk, 1

Mifs Grace Corbet, Mrs Campbell, St Andrew’s fquare, . 1 Mr Creech, . . 1

Meffrs Corri, and Co 4 Mr W. Clark,

Mr John Craig, * 2

Mr Ronald Crawford, .... 2 Mr William Crofs, Mr Alexander Campbell, ... 1

Mrs Craigie, George’s fquare, . . 1

Mifs M. Congalton, 1 Mrs Gumming Princes ftreet, . . 1 Dr Cochran, 1

Mifs F. M. Campbell, of Duntroon . 1

Mrs Major Campbell, . . . . 1 M. de Carro, j

Mifs Cruickilianks 1 Mifs Crawford, 1

Mifs Jean Campbell, of Sunderland, 1

Mifs Copland, of Collifton, . . 1

Mrs Lawfon de Cardonnel, . . 1

Mifs Chalmers, 1 Mifs Chalmers, 1 Plon. Capt. Andrew Cochrane, . 1

Mifs Campbell, Park Place,

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Mrs Campbell, Stonefield, . . i Mifs Chriftie, Balmain, . . . i Capt. A. Campbell, . . . . i

D.

Lord Doune, . . . . . i Hon. Mrs Drummond, of Perth, . i

Mifs Ann Irvine, Douglas, . . i

Mifs Dryfdale I

Mr Alexander Dunlop, . . . i Dr Andrew Duncan, . . . i Mr Robert Dunlop, Glafgow, . i Mifs Jane Douglas, . . . . i

Mifs Dalrymple, of Fordel, . . i Mifs Dale, Glafgow, . . . i

Mifs Dale, I

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Lord Efkgrove, . . . . . i Hon. John Elphinftone, . . i

Mifs Elphinftone, . . . i Hon. Henry Erfkine, . . . . . I Mifs Elder, Princes-ftreet, , . . i David Erfkine Efq; I Mifs Mary Ann ErlEine of Mar, . i

Mr Ewart, . . i Mifs Erfkine of Alva, i Mifs Matilda Erfkine, i

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Hon. Andrew Forbes, . . . .. i Mifs Fordyce, 2 Mifs Margaret Fullerton, . . . . r

Mifs A. Fordyce.

Mifs Field, 1 Mrs Fettes, ......... 1

Mifs Farquharfon, 1

Colonel Fullerton, ...... f

G. The Duke of Gordon, . . . . '1 The Duchefs of Gordon, .... 2

Lady Sufan Gordon, 1 Lady Georgina Gordon, . . . . 1 Hon. Mr Gray, .... 2 Lady Grant of Grant, .. . . . 1

Mifs Grant of Grant, . . 1 Mifs Gordon of Greenlaw, . . . i Mifs Jane Duff-Grant, Forres, . . i

Mifs Gilliland, ...•..! Mifs Margaret Grant, . . . . 1 Mifs Ann Gordon, 1 Mr Ifaac Grant, ....... 1 Mifs Greenfield, . . . ... 1 The Hon. Mifs Gray, * . . . . 1

Mr Gordon of Harperfield, . . * 1

Mr John Gordon, Advocate, . . . 1 Mifs Gordon, St Andrews Square, . 1

Mr Nath. Gow, a

Mifs Graham of Leaky, .... 3 General Gramie, . ..... a Mifs Gordon of Braid, .... *3 William Grant Efq; a

.Mrs Gibfon of Pentland, .... 3

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‘The Marquis of Huntly, . . . . 2

Earl of Hardwicke, ...... 1 Countefs of Hardwicke, . . . 1 Countefs of Flopeton, • . . . . a Vifcount Hampden, 1 Vifcountefs Hampden, . ... 1 Lady Georgina Hope, . 1 .. 1

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Lady Jemima Hope, ..... i Lady Lucina Hope, i Mifs Horner, i Major Hay, 31ft Regiment, . . . 1

Mrs Hamilton of Williaw, . . 1 Mifs Hay, Yefter-houfe, . . 1 Mr Hunter of Thurfton, ... 1 Lady Charlotte Hay, . . . 1 Mr Hunter jun. of Blacknefs, . . 1

Mifs C. Hunter of Polwood, . . 1 Mifs C. Hepburn, 1 Captain Houghton, 53d Regiment* 1 Lady Hailes, I

Mifs Hamilton, George’s Square, . 1 Mr Thomas Hopkirk, . . . 1 Robert Hepburn jun. Efq; . . 1 Mifs Elizabeth Hope, . . . 1 Mifs Lilias Hunter of Burnfide, k 1 Mr John Harvey, . . . » 1

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James Johnfton, Efq; ... 1 Alexander Jardine, Efq; . i . 1

Gilbert Innes, Efq. of Stow, . . 3 Ditto for the Mulical Society, . . 3 Mr Johnfton of Alva, . . . 1

Johnfton and C9. 3

K. Mrs Knight, . . . . . 1 Mrs Kerr of Blackfhiels, . . 1 Mrs Kinnear, Queen’s-ftrcet, . . 1 George Kinloch, Efq; of Kinloch, . 1 Sir Robert Murray Keith, . . 1

Mrs Ann Keith, . . . . 1

Mr Charles Keir, . ... 1

L. Lady Francis Leflie, James Lockhart, Efq; of Caftlehill,

Mr Laurie, Longman and Broderip,

Mr Lauder of Carrolfide, Mrs Captain Lowes, Mifs Magdalene Lowes, William Loch, Efq; jun.

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Lady Elizabeth Moncreiffe, Hon. Mr Ramfay Maule,

Robert Dundas M‘Queen, Efq; . Hon. Mrs General Mackay,

Mifs Mary Mackenzie,

Mifs Charles Murray, Mrs M‘Dougal, ... Mrs Murray, Abercarney, Alexander Muir Mackenzie, Efq;

Mrs Muir Mackenzie,

Mifs Mitford, Mr John Miller, ....

Hon. Mrs Maitland,

Mrs Macleod of Madeod, Mrs Miller, Glafgow, Mifs Margaret McGregor,

Mr M‘Tavifh, Dunarfby,

Mr William Maxwell,

Mr Moore, ..... Mrs Mackay of Scotfton, Mrs Morthland, . ... Mifs Maxwell of Monreith,

Mr Maclean of Ardgour, Peter M‘Laughton Efq; Dublin,

Mr M‘Glafhan, .... Mifs Maxwell, . ... Mifs M. Maxwell, Mifs Murray, George’s Street, .

Mr James Montgomery, Queenfbery

Houfe, ....

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N. Mrs Nicol, London,

O. Mr Oliphant Jun. of Roffie,

P. Colonel Pringle, Mifs Primrofe, Mifs Prefton, of Fernton,

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Mr Scott, Queen-flreet,

Mifs Stormont, Mifs Jean Stirling, of Keir, Mifs Scott, of Believeu, Mifs Lucy Scott, Mifs Johanna Scott,

Mrs Stirling, of Kippendavy, Mrs Swinton,

Mifs Stewart, Dundee, Mils Ifabella Swinton,

Mr Smith, London, Mifs Stalker, Mifs Stewart, Nicolfon’s fquare.

R. Lord Rollo,

Right Hon. Lady Ruthven, . . i Mrs Reay, Barnhall, . . . i Mifs Helen Robertfon, . . . i Mr Robertfon, Grange-houfe, , i

Mrs Robertfon, No. 67. Princes-fcreet, 1 Mifs Rofs,

Mr Royfton Mifs Ruffel, x Mifs RulTel, Glafgow, . . . 1

Mrs Robertfon, Ladykirk, ' . . 1

Colonel Robertfon, of Lawers, . 1 Mifs Ann Rofs, Leith, 1

I. Thomas Tod Efq; Mifs Ann Thomfon,

William Tod Efq; Dean-ftreet, Soho, John Trotter Efq; of Mortonhall,

Mrs Trotter of Mortonhall, Mifs J. Thomfon, North Frederick-

ftreet,

Alexander Frafer Tytler Efq; . . Mr Thomfon, London,

U. Mifs Urquhart of Meldrum,

S. Mrs Stewart, Queen-flreet, . . 1 Mifs Stewart, James’s fquare, . . 1

N. Stewart, and Co. ... 6

Mr Schetky, Mifs Sinclair,

Mrs Shaw Stewart, . . . . 1 Mifs Stirling, St Andrew’s fquare, 1 Lady Stewart, of Allanbank,' . . 1

Mr Stabilini, c Mr Swanflon, Mifs Grace Spiers, .• . . .1

W. Mifs Weifs, . . . . x

Mr Watlen, .... 1

Mrs Wade, . . . .* 1 Mrs Whifle, St Andrews-fquare, . 1 Mr Robert Watfon, Banker, Glafgow, 1

Mifs Wedderburn, . . . 1 Mr G. Watfon, London, . . 1

Y. Mifs Young, of Heathfield, Lady Ann York,

Several of the Subfcriptlon Papers ?iot being yet returned^ Mr Urbaki has it not in

his power to make the prefent List cample at, efpecially with regard to thofe Subscri-

bers who refde in England and Ireland ; but the additional Names will be

given in the Second Book.

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Ah wae be to joo, Gregory!

An ill death may yon die!

Yon will not be the death of one.

But you’ll be the death of three.

Oh do’nt yon mind,.Lord Gregory.

’Twas down at yon burn fide

We chang’d the ring of onr fingers

And T pnt mine On thine.

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The Original Words of_ Oh open the door L ord Gregory

1 WHA will fhoe thv boiinj feet.

Or wla will glove thy hand.

Or wha will lace thj middle-jimp. With a lang, lang London whang.

And wha will kame thy bonny head

With a Tabean birben kame. And wha will be my bairns father.

Till love Gregory come hame.

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When Ihe diad fail’d it found about.

She tided at the pin:

O open, open, loveGregory,

11 (The Son fpeike.) I dreamt a dream this night,mother,

1 wilh it may prove*true.

That the bonny Lafs of Lochroyan

WTas at the yate juft now. Lie ftill, lie ftill, my only fon.

And found fleep mayft thou get;

Open, and let me ini For I am the Lafs of Lochroyan,

Ba*ifh’d frae a’ my kin.

(His mother /peaks to her from thehoufe,Fbr its but an hour Or little mair and fhe thinks it him - ) Since Ihe was at the yate.

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Thy father’ll Ihoe his bonny feet; Thy mother’ll glove his hand;

Thy brither will lace his middle jimp

With a lang lang London wrhang.

Myfell whll kame his bonny head

With a Tabean birben kame;

And the Lord will be the bairns Ether

Till Gregory come hame.

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If thou be the Lais of Lochroyan, As I know na thou be.

Tell me fome of the true takens That paft between me and thee.

Haft thou na mind, love Gregory, As we fat at the wine,

WTe changed the rirgs aff ithers hands

And ay the baft was mine.

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Awa, >awa, ye wicked woman. And an ill death may you die;

Ye might have letten her in.

Or elfe have wakened me.

Gar faddle to me the black, he faid. Gar Eddie to me the brown.

Gar laddie to me the Iwifteft fteed

That- is in a’ the town.

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Then Ihe’s gart build a bonny /hip.

It’s a’N cover’d o’er with pearl:

And at every needle-tack was in’t

There hang a filler-bell. And fhe’s awa

To fail upon the fea: She’s gane to feek love Gregory

In lands whare’er he be.

For mine was o’ the gnde red gould.

But thine was o’ the tin;

And mine was true and trufty-baith.

But thine was fanfe within. And haft thou na mind, love Gregory,

As we fat on yon hill. Thou twin’d me of my maidenhead

Right fair againft my will.

Now the Erft town he came to

The bells were ringing there;

And the neift town he came to. Her corpfe was coming there.

Set down, fet down that comely corpfe,, Set down, and let me fee.

Gin that be the Lafs of Lochroyan,

That died for love o’ me.

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Sire had na laifd a league but twn. Or fcanty had fhe three.

Till Ihe met with a rude rover

Was failing on the fea. O whether art thou the qneen herfell.

Or ane o’ her Maries three. Or are thou the Lafs of Lochroyan

Seeking love Gregory.

Now open, open, love Gregory, And he took out his little penknife.

Open, and let me in. That hang down by his gare; For the ram rains on my gude deeding, And he’s ripp’d up her winding-fheet.

And the dew' ftands on my chain.

If thou be the Lafs of Lochroyan,

As I know na thou be. Tell me fome mair o’ the takens

Paft between me and thee

A lang claith-yard and mair.

And Erft he kift her cherry-cheek. And fyne he kift her chin.

And neift he kift her rofy lips; There was nae breath within.

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O I am not the queen herfell,

Nor ane of her Maries three; But I am the Lafs of Lochroyan

Seeking love Gregory. O fees na thou yon bonny bower.

Its a cover’d o’er^ with tin: V\ hen thon haft faild it round about.

Love Gregory is within.

IQ y » Then fhe has turn’d her round about.

Well fince it will be fae. Let never woman who has born a fon

Hae a heart fae full of wae. Take down, take down that maft of gould,

Set up a malt of tree; For it difna become a forfaken lady

To fail fae royal lie.

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And he has ta’en his little penknife, With a heart that was fon fair;

He has given himfelf a deadly wound.

And word fpoke never mair.

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Sae Lily white my fkin O’,

And fyne he pric’d my bonny mou.

And fwore it was nae fin O,

And twine it weel, my bonny dow.

And twine it weel the plaiden;

The lafsie loft her filken fnood.

In pu’ing of the bracken.

But he has left the lals he loo’d.

His ain true love forfaken.

Which gare me fair to greet the fnood,

1 loft amang the bracken.

And twine it weel, my bonny dow.

And twine it weel the plaiden;

The lafsie loft her filken fnood,

In pning of the bracken.

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of race divine thou needs mult be.

Since nothing earthly equals thee;,

For heavens fake, then pitj me,

Hho only lives to love thee. •/ An thoa V'-ere 8Cc.

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The Fow’rs one thing peculiar have.

To ruin none whom they can fave;

O for th eir fake fupport a Have,

Wh o ever on fhall love thee.

An thou were 8Cc.

To merit I no claim can make,

Bntthat I love, and for your fake,

What man can do I’ll undertake;

So dearly do 1 love thee.

An thou were SCc.

My pafsion, conllant as the fun.

Flames ftrooger ftill, will ne’er have done,

Till fate my thread of life have fjpun,

Which breathing out I’ll love thee.

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Beneath the cooling (hade we laj-. Gazing, and ehaltel /porting;

We kils’d and promis’d time away, Till night fpread her black curtain.

1 pitied all beneath the fkies. Even \:ings, when fhe was nigh me.

In raptures I beheld her eyes. Which could but ill deny me.

3 Should 1 be call’d where cannons roar,

V\here mortal Iteel may wound me. Or caft upon fome foreign fhore.

Where dangers may furround me; Yet hopes again to fee my love.

To feaft on glowing kifses. Shall make mv cares at diftance move.

In profpect of fuch blifses.

In all my foul there’s not one place, To let a rival enter:

Since Ihe excels in every grace, In her my love fhall center:

Sooner the feas fhall ceafe to flow. Their waves the Alps fhall cover.

On Greenland ice lhall rofes grow. Before I ceafe to love her.

<5 The next time I go o’er the moor.

She lhall a lover find me; And that my faith is firm and pure,

Tho’ I left her behind me: Th en Hymen’s facred bonds /hall chain.

My heart to her fair bofbm. There, while mv being does remain,

Mv love more frefh /hall blofsom.

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Thro’ the lang mair I have follow’d him hame.

Whatever betide us, nought /hall divide us,

Love now rewards all my forrow and pain.

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Here awa’, there awa’, here awa’ hame.

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Won’d grant the boon I crave.

And tak this life now naething worth

Sin Jamie’s in his grave.

And fee his gentle fpirit come

To Ihow me on my way.

Surpris’d nae doubt, 1 ftill am here.

Sair wondring at my (lay.

I come, T come, my Jamie dear

And oh! wi’ what gude will

I follow, wharfoe’er ye lead.

Ye canna lead to ill.

She laid, and foon a deadlie pale

Her faded cheek pofseft.

Her waefu’ heart forgot to beat

Her forrows funk to reft.

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She from her pillow gently rais’d

Her head to alk, who there might be.

She faw young Sandy Ihiv ring ftand.

With vifage pale and hollow eye;

O M arv dear, cold is my clay. It lies beneath a ftormy fea;

’Far, far from thee, I fleep in death;

So Mary, weep no more for me.

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Three ftormy nights and itormy days

’We tofs’d upon the raging main:

And long wre ftrove our bark to fave,

But all our ftriving was in vain.

Ey’n then, when horror chill’d my blood,

’My heart was fill’d with love for thee:

’The ftorm is paft, and I at reft:

SoMary, weep no more for me.

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'G maiden dear, thyfelf prepare.

We foon lhall meet npon that /bore,

’Wh ere love is free from doubt and care.

And thon and 1 fhall part no morei

Loud crow’d the cock, the fhadow fled.

No more of Sandy could (Tie fee;

But foft the palsing fpirit laid.

Sweet Mary, weep no more for me!

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She from her pillow gently rais’d

Her head to afk, who there might be.

She faw young Sandy fhivVing ftand.

With vifage pale and hollow eye;

O Mary d ear, cold is my clay,

’Ft lies beneath a ftormy fea;

Far, far from thee, I fleep in death;

’So. Mary, weep no more for me.

3 Three ftormy nights and ftormy days

’We tols’d upon the raging main:

’And long we ftrove our bark to fave.

Rat all Our ftriving was in vain.

’Ev’n then, when horror chill’d my blood,

’My heart was fill’d with love for thee:

’The ftorm is paft, and I at reft:

’So Mary, weep no more for me.

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’O maiden dear, thyfelf prepare,

’We foon fhall meet upon that fhore.

Where love if free from doubt and care.

And thou and F fhall part no morel

foud crow’d the cock, the fhadow fled.

No more of Sandy ecu Id fhe'fee;

Bnt foft the pa/sing fpirit" faid,

“Sweet Mary, weep no more for trie’.’

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Where the midge dare not venture. Left herfelf fait fhe lay;

Bot if love come, he will enter. And foon find out his way.

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A child in his force; Or you may deem him

A coward, which is worfe: Bat if fhe, whom love doth honoar.

Be conceal’d from the day. Set a thonfand guards upon her.

Love will find oat the way.

Bat if ne’er fo clofe ye wall him. Do the belt that ye may.

Blind love, if fo ye call him. He will find ont the way.

S You may train the eagle

To floop to your fift; Or yon may inveigle

The Phoenix of the call; The Lionefs, ye mav move her

To give oer her prey, Bnt yon’ll never ftop a lover.

He will find out his way.

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What e’er he laid or might pretend,

That Haw that heart o’ thine, Mary;

True love Tm fare was ne’er his end.

Or nae fic love as mine Mary.

I fpake fincere nor flatter’d much,

Nae felfifh thoughts in me Mary,

Ambition, wealth, nor neathing /uch;

No I lov’d only thee, Mary.

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Tho’ you’ve been falfe yet while I live.

I’ll lo’e nae maid but thee, Mary,

Let friends forget, as I forgive

Thy wrangs to them and me, Mary.

So then fareweeii of this be lure.

Since you’ve been falfe to me, Mary;

For a’ the world I’d not endure.

Half what I’ve done for thee, Mary.

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But Hie, with accents all divine. Did my fond fait reprove;

And while fhe chid my rafh defign. She but inflam’d my love.

Her beauty oft had pleas’d before. While her bright eyes did roll,

But virtue only had the pow’r

To charm my very foul.

3 Then who woo’d cruelly deceive.

Or from fucb beauty part!

I lov d her fo, I could not leave

The charmer of my heart.

My eager fondnefs I obey’d, Refolv’d fhe fhonld be mine.

Till Hymen to my arms convey’d My treafure fo divine.

4 Now happy in my Nelly’s love,

Tranfporting is my joy.

No greater ble/sing can 1 prove; So blefs’d a man am I.

For beauty may a while retain

The conquer’d flutt’ring heart. But virtue only is the chain

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That day /he fmu’d, and made me glad, No maid Teem’d ever kinder;

I thought myfelf the Icckieft lad.

So fweetly there to find her. %/ I try’d to Tooth my am’reus flame.

In words that I thought tender:

If more there paTs’d, I’m not to blame,

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Yet now The Tcofnful flees the plain.

The fields we then frequented; If e’er wre meet. The Thews difdain.

She looks as ne’er acquainted.

The bonny bufh bloom’d fair in may, Its /weets I’ll ay remember;

But now her frowns make it decay; It fades as in december.

4 Ye rural powers, who hear my /trains.

Why thus /hould Peggy grieve me. Oh. make tier partner in my pains:

Then let her /miles relieve me. If not, my love will turn de/pair.

My pa/sion no more tender;

I’ll leave the bnfh aboon traqnafr, To lonely wilds I’ll wander.

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But firft it bow’d, and fyne it brak. And fae did my faufe love to me.

When cockle- fhells turn filler bells. And mufsels grow on ever tree;

When froft and fnaw fhall warm us a, Thenfhall my love prove true to me.

3 Now Arthu’s feat Ihall be my bed.

The fiieets fiiall ne’er be fyld by me, Saint Anton’s well fhall be my drink.

Since my true-love’s forfaken me. O Mart’mas wind, when wilt thou blow.

And fhake the green leaves off the tree I O gentle death, when wilt thou come.

And tak a life that wearies me.1

’Tis not the canid that makes me cry; But my love’s heart grown cauld to me.

When we came in by Gla/gow town. We were a comely figbt to fee;

My love was cled in velvet black And I myfel in cramafic.

6 But had I wift before T kifs’d,

That love had been fae ill to win; I’d lockt my heart in a cafe of gold,

And pin’d it with a filve pin. Oh, phi if my young babe were born.

And fet upon the nurfe’s knee; And 1 inyfel were dead and gane;

For ma;d again I’ll never be.

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To weitlin breezes Flora yields,

And when the beams are kindly warming,

Blythnefs appears o’er all the fields,

And Nature looks more frefh and charming,

Learn frae the burns that trace the mead,

Tho’ on their banks the rofes blo/som,

h'et haftily they flow to Tweed,

And pour their fweetnefs in his bodom.

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Hafte ye, hafte ye, my bonny Bell,

Kafte to my arms, and there I’ll guard thee

Wi’ free confent my fears repel.

I’ll wi’ my love and care reward thee.

Thus fang I faftly to my fair,

Who rais’d my hopes with kind relenting,

O queen of fmiles, I alk nae mair,

Since now my bonny Bell’s confenting.

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Saj, lovelj Adonis, fay,

Has Mary decivcl thee.

Did e’er her young heart betray

New love to grieve thee.

My conltant mind ne’er fhali ftray.

Thou may believe me;

I’ll love thee, lad, night and day.

And never leave thee.

3 Adonis, my charming youth.

What can relieve thee. Can Mary thy anguifh foothe.

Th is breaft fhall receive thee.

My pafsion can ne’er decay.

Never deceive thee;

Delight Ihall drive pain away,

Pleafure revive thee.

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But leave thee, leave thee, lad.

How fhall I leave thee^

OI that thought makes me fad;

I’ll never leave thee.

Where would my Adonis fly.

Why does he grieve me I

Alasi my poor heart will die.

If I fhould leave thee.

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For foon the winter of the year.

And age, life’s, winter, will appear;

At this, thy living bloom will fade.

As that, will ftrip the verdant lhade,

Onr tafte of pleafnre then is o’er

The feather’d fongfters are no more;

And when they droop, and we decffv.

Adieu the birks of Invermay.

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Behold the hills and vales around, With lowing herds and flocks abound;

The wanton kids, and frisking lambs,

Gambol and dance about their dams;

The bnly bees with humming noife.

And all the reptile kind rejoice: Let us, like them, then ling and play

About the birks of Invermay.

4 Hark, how the waters, as they fall.

Loudly my love to gladnefs call;

The wanton waves fport in the beams.

And fifhes play throughout the 1'treams,

The circling fun does now advance.

And all the planets round him dance:

Let us as jovial be as they.

Among the birks of Invermay.

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For oh I that form fo heavenly fair,

Thofe languid eyes fo fweetly fmiling.

That artlefs blnfh, and modeft air.

So fatally beguiling!

Thy every look, and every grace.

So charm whene’er I view thee;

Till death o’ertake me in the chace.

Still will my hopes purfue thee. Then when my tedious hours are paft,

Be this laft blefsing given.

Low at thy feet to breathe my laft.

And die in fight of Heaven!

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Through regions remote, in vain do I rove. And bid the wide ocean fecure me from love; O fool, to imagine that ought can fubdue A love fo well founded, a pafsion fo true!

O what had my youth with ambition to doi Why left I Amynta! why broke f my vow! O give me my fheep, and my fheep hook reftore. I’ll wander from love and Amynta no more.

Alas! ’tis too late at thy fate to repine! Poor Ihepherd! Amynta no more can be thine; Thy teams are all fruitlefs, thy wifhes are vain; The moments neglected return not again.

O what had my youth with ambition to do! , Why left I Amynta! why broke I my vow! O give me my fheep, and my fheep hook reftore, 111 wander from love and Amynta no more.

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When dancing fhe moves finely-O I guefs what heav’n is by her eyes, \ Which fparkle fo divinely _ O

Attend my vow, ye gods, while I Breath in the bleft Britannia,

None’s happinefs I fhall envy, As lang’s ye grant me Nanny-O.

My bonny, .bonny, Nanny-O!

My lovely charming Nanny-Oi

I care not tho’ the world know How dearly I love Nanny_0.

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As metals in the mine;

Age from no face takes more away,

Than yonth conceal’d in thine:

Bat as yoar charms infenfibly

To their perfection prefs’d;

So love as anperceiv’d did fly,

And center’d in my breaft.

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While Cupit at my heart.

Still as his mother favour’d yoa,

Threw a new flaming dart.

Each gloried in their wanton part;

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To make a beauty, fhe.

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Low with defpair, my fpirits mov’d.

To be forever parted:

Thus droop’d F, till diviner grace

1 found in Peggy’s mind and face;

Ingratitude appear’d th«n bafe.

Bat virtue more engaging,

3 Then now, fince happily I’ve hit.

I’ll have no more delaying;

Let beauty yield to manly wit.

We lofe ourfelves in Haying;

I’ll hafte dull courtfhip to a clofe.

Since marriage Can my fears oppofe:

Why Ihou’d we happy minutes lofs.

Since Peggy, I muft love thee.

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And deem't a lover’s duty

To ligh, and facrifice their eafe,

Doating on a proud beauty:

Such was mv cafe for many a year.

Still hope fucceedig to my fear;

Falfe Betty’s charms now difappear,

Since Peggv’s far outlhine them.

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Contented fhe earn’d and eat her brown bread. And merrily turn’d up the grafs.

Bonny Jocky blith and free Won her heart right merrily.

Yet ftill Jbe blulh’d and frowning cry’d No no, it will not do, T cannot cannot wonnot wonnot mannot buckle too.

But when he vow’d he won’d make her his Bride, Tho’ his flocks and herds were not few.

She gave him her hand and a kifs befide. And vow’d fhe’d for ever be true.

Bonny Jockey, blith and free. Won her heart right merrily.

At Church fhe no more frowning cry’d No no it will not do, 1 cannot cannot wonnot wonnot monnot buckle too.

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