The cabinet of the Scottish muses, selected from the works of the most esteemed bards of Caledonia |
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Amang ance anither auld bairns baith bonny bonny lass braw John Highlandman busk CALEDONIA canna canty cauld cheek cou'd cried Cutty-sark de'il deil door drink e'en e'er fast fear fouk frae gang gude Braid Claith gudeman gudewife Halloween hame haud heart himsel ilka ither Jean Jeanie Jock joys kend kirk lasses Maggy maist maun merry Mess John miller mony nae mair naething nane ne'er neist night o'er out-owre owre play'd poison'd poor quoth RECITATIVO ROBERT BURNS ROBERT FERGUSSON round sang sark saul SHANTER skelpin sweet Syne ta'en taks tale tell thee There's thrang thro trow unco vex'd vext wadna wame ware wark Watty weans weary weel whan Whare Whase Whilk wife Willie ye'll ye're young
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Page 142 - And wi' the lave ilk merry morn Could rank my rig and lass, Still shearing, and clearing The tither stocked raw, Wi' claivers, an haivers, Wearing the day awa : Ev'n then a wish, (I mind its power,) A wish that to my latest hour Shall strongly heave my breast; That I for poor auld Scotland's sake, Some usefu' plan, or beuk could make, Or sing a sang at least.
Page 124 - I am a son of Mars who have been in many wars, And show my cuts and scars wherever I come; This here was for a wench, and that other in a trench, When welcoming the French at the sound of the drum. Lai de daudle, etc.
Page 46 - And hotch'd and blew wi' might and main, Till first ae caper, syne anither, Tam tint his reason a' thegither And roars out 'Weel done, Cutty-sark!' And in an instant all was dark; And scarcely had he Maggie rallied, When out the hellish legion sallied. As bees bizz out wi' angry fyke, When plundering herds assail their byke; As open pussie's mortal foes, When, pop!
Page 44 - Wi' his last gasp his gab did gape ; Five tomahawks, wi' blude red-rusted; Five scymitars, wi' murder crusted ; A garter, which a babe had strangled, A knife, a father's throat had mangled, Whom his ain son o...
Page 147 - Yes, let the rich deride, the proud disdain. These simple blessings of the lowly train ; To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm than all the gloss of art.
Page 41 - O'er a' the ills o' life victorious! But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white — then melts for ever; Or like the borealis race That flit ere you can point their place; Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. Nae man can tether time or tide; The hour approaches Tam maun ride; That hour, o...
Page 40 - Tam, had'st thou but been sae wise, As taen thy ain wife Kate's advice! She tauld thee weel thou was a skellum, A blethering, blustering, drunken blellum That frae November till October, Ae market-day thou was nae sober; That ilka melder wi...
Page 126 - I once was a maid, tho' I cannot tell when, And still my delight is in proper young men; Some one of a troop of dragoons was my daddie, No wonder I'm fond of a sodger laddie. Sing, Lai de lal, etc.
Page 125 - And there I left for witness an arm and a limb; Yet let my Country need me, with Elliot to head me, I'd clatter on my stumps at the sound of a drum. And now tho...
Page 150 - An' monie lads' an' lasses' fates Are there that night decided : Some kindle, couthie, side by side, An' burn thegither trimly; Some start awa, wi' saucy pride, An' jump out-owre the chimlie Fu' high that night. Jean slips in twa, wi...