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LIBRARY OF THE THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY
PRINCETON,
NEW JERSEY
THE
WITH MUSIC.
tntznnx%
(Biixtioxt*
GLASGOW:
DAVID JACK, FOR THE PROPRIETORS;
LONDON: HOULSTON & WRIGHT.
1859.
PREFACE.
The
set to the
were actuated by a
first
desire to supply a
edition of Burns's Songs with Music, at a price that, in keeping with the spirit of the age,
will bring those splendid contributions
humblest.
The Centenary
to
and
it is
Bard seems a
the Publishers submit this volume, which they would present as a humble tribute of respect
on an occasion so interesting, when the countrymen and admirers of Burns, resident in many
lands,
have united
to
to
them peculiar
force
and character,
it is,
humble
life,
and
expressed iu
Songs that the remarkable powers of the Poet are best displayed, and by thern that he
be found to have done the greatest and most lasting service to his country.
Burns has
not only added the richest gems to our lyric regalia, but he has brought into
the light,
will
and
skilfully set
January, 1859.
that,
CONTENTS,
Page
Page
126
124
24
69
113
47
81
62
76
..
110
17
58
59
125
123
122
119
23
122
20
122
....... 126
banks,
24
94
37
125
68
23
1 04
104
86
Cassillis'
Eppie Adair,
thee, Eliza, I
Gae bring
to
me
must
a pint
love,
go,
wine,
o'
Gloomy December,
Green grow the rashes, O,
Had
a cave,
Handsome Nell
Her flowing locks,
29
128
92
80
124
45
16
127
103
1 10
100
40
1 28
Highland Mary,
How long and dreary is the night,
Hunting song,
Husband, husband, cease your strife,
126
108
71
34
122
I do confess thou art sae fair,
I dream'd I lay where flow'rs were springing,49
7
I gaed a waefu' gate yestreen,
30
ain,
I ha'e a wife o'
I'll aye ca' in by yon town,
61
I married wi' a "scolding wife,
8
I'm owre young to marry yet,
21
my
In simmer,
when
It is na, Jean,
It was upon a
thy bonnie
Lammas
John Anderson,
mawn,
face,
night,
kiss,
my jo,
75
95
42
27
23
51
Fair Eliza,
121
Fairest maid on Devon banks,
127
Farewell, thou stream that winding flows, 90
Farewell to the brethren of St. James's
Lodge, Tarbolton,
10
,
From
31
39
Ill
Auld langsvne,
Auld Rob Morris Trio,
By
Logan Water,
Long, long, the night,
Lord Gregory,
Louis, what reck I by thee,
Lovely Davies,
Macpherson's farewell,
Mary Morison,
Meg
o'
the mill,
35
46
81
115
125
9
1 02
120
98
32
124
co
iv
Page
I
Menie
Montgomery's Peggy,
Musing on the roaring ocean,
120
89
122
welcome home,
No churchman am I,
Now rosy May comes
128
in wi' flowers,
117
101
Of a' the
16
09
50
15
124
121
52
Answer to ditto,
52
. . .
O lay thy loof in mine, lass,
102
128
O leave novels,
O love will venture in,
99
O lovely Polly Stewart,
90
On a bank of flowers,
93
O poortith cauld,
112
O saw ye bonnie Leslie ?
87
93
O saw ye my deary,
57
O this is no my ain lassie,
73
O Tibbie, I ha'e seen the day,
6
O wert thou in the cauld blast,
70
O wha is she that lo'es me ?
O whistle and I'll come to you, my lad, .... 48
44
O Willie brew'd a peck o' maut,
78
Out over the Forth,
,
Page
Tarn Glen,
Their groves
125
120
26
125
60
25
83
114
119
121
105
88
12
54
....
19
43
119
85
64
79
63
38
SO
105
118
123
1
15
103
106
34
66
127
94
36
109
74
sweet myrtle,
Wae is my
Phillis the fair,
Powers celestial
o'
13
127
23
72
e'e,
heart
Wandering
32
91
Willie,
What can
55
a young lassie,
When Januar' wind was blawing cauld, ..116
77
Whistle o'er the lave o't,
113
Why, why tell thy lover Fragment,
121
Willie Wastle
6
Will ye go to the Indies, my Mary?
Ill
Wilt thou be my dearie ?
Young Jessie,
Young Jockie was the
18
107
120
8
THE
^=3
Here
ain
on
Win
ter
ly
wa',
dear
there
- ie,
d- H
Tell
my
Wil
- in'
e*e;
Welcome
Here
- lie,
me my Wil -
our
maid
i:
dE
part
now
the same.
lie
sim-mer,
Wil
It
-
The sim-mer
lie,
to
na
tare,
my
Wil
- lie
your slumbers,
your dread howling a lover alarms
Wauken, ye breezes row gently, ye billows
And waft my dear laddie ance mair to my arms.
But oh! if he's faithless, and minds nae his Nannie,
Flow still between us thou wide roaring main
May I never see it, may I never trow it,
Rest, ye "wild storms, in the cave of
How
But dying,
believe that
my
Willie's
my
ain!
my
and welcome
^=^*EEH=E=& ^=Z=g=t
~=
Z3t
wa',
to
me.
my
CATJLD BLAST.
LIVINGSTONE,"
O'
plaid
- ie
to
an
the
gry
On
blast,
yonder
lea,
on
yon-der
shel - ter
airt, I'd
lea,
My
thee.
*r
:..1L
bield should he
my
som,
To
J]
share
J-J^U-J-U-i
J J J
4-
it
a,'
^j
share
to
it
a'.
"The Ewe-bughts."
Will ye
go
to
the
Indies,
my
ye
=*:
go
to
the
Indies,
my
Ma - ry, A
cross the
go
to
the
Indies,
my
Ma
cross the
- rjf
At
At
Ian
- tic s
Ian-
roar?
tic's
v\
Hi
ye
roar?
the charms
o'
my
And
And
But
plight
the Indies
me your
faith,
my
Mary,
thine.
We
I ha'e
I ha'e
And
Air,
0."
Tenderly.
gaed
gat
my
a wae-fu*
death
frae
gate yestreen,
ring-lets bright,
&L
m
bo
som,
gate I
fear
I'll
*==fc
heaving
ros
dear-ly rue;
bon - nie
es
wet
blue.
wi' dew,
Her
E&EE~
li -
ly white, It
was her
een
sae
bon
-nie
blue.
LAD.
Tenderly.
he
blythe
whist -led
light- lv danc'd he
gaud, Fu'
the
ha\
the
in
4^
He
my
rooe'd
my
aye
een, sae
heart cam'
my
to
roos'd
my waist, sae
mou',"\Vhen ne*er
gen
bo-dy
ty srna'
heard
or
An'
saw.
My
MABRIED
Air,
Wr A
SCOLDING WIFE.
"Maggie Lauder."
Liie'y.
ry~" =S
/
mar-ried wi' a
4s
'
\f.
made me
j
of
my
bear the
hea
to
my
com- fort
be
._.-.!
_4=t*
z
life,
vy
yoke,
it
spoke,
P
v
-P
=f
By
did
-*
' f
.JN
fa
wear-y
Nov -em-ber;
ts
one
un
^_p
And man-y
Now,
now
ru
*
=T
griefs
at
her
tZH^
member.
ly
life
She
Long
__
-ten-ded; Bu
is
end-
c.l.
;;
We
Her body
Would
I never could
come
bestowed well,
does hide her
I speak,
Of
is
A handsome grave
As man and
her voice,
Tearing the clouds asunder.
at her.
LORD GREGORY.
^FV
=fc
zEES:
-*ttd-
mirk, mirk
-cr
this
is
T"
jJ^:Sfe
loud
the
tem-pest's roar
?=3E
1
1
wae
- fu'
wand
- 'rer
^a=
Lord
Greg
*
- 'ry
By bonnie Irvine-side,
When first I owned that virgin
I lang,
How
love,
Thou wad
An'
my
Hard
is
An'
Thou
His wrangs
to
1
1
ope
^=
thy
'
door.
;;
10
melt -
trig heart,
and
ST.
brim
ml
wi'
Dear brothers
eye,
I'll
mind
ye
of
a'."
the
you
May
Shall be
And
my
prayer
when
far awa'.
still,
mys-tic tie; Ye
though
far
a-wa\
;;
11
TO
MARY
IN HEAVEN.
Dream" Old
Set
Lively.
Thou
the
in
day,
zM=
g^gEEgEp^t
Ma-ry, dear
de
part-ed shade,
^zrp=
Where
is
ry from
thy place of
^^^^m& 3
low
er
ly
laid? Hear'stthou
my mem'ry wakes,
fondly broods with miser care
My
Where
is
See'st thou
flear'st
bliss - ful
qc
:*r:
rest ? See'st
q=
And
was torn.
soul
^=3=tt* *=+=7
E^=E
mU=j=QTfTV=&U&*4l
My
my
morn A-
ear - ly
12
Ben -
nie
las - sie,
sim-mer blinks on
let
go
ye
To
the birka
mi
will
flow'-ry
of
And
the
o'er
In
crys
the birka
tal
Now
of
dy.
fa's,
cliffs
Let fortune's
gifts at
random
flee,
frae
thee,
me
Corn
The
dy
streamlet plays
Thy hoary
- fel -
E^
braes,
The
ber
ber
Ml
13
TAM GLEN.
My
heart
is
breaking, dear
Some
tit-tie!
To
len';
what
will
an
-V
fal -
rich
low,
do
In
them
ger
wi'
Tam
es
wal
low,
me come
vrV
But
ty,
sic'
braw
7-
'
If
My
pi
think -in*
I'm
might mak*
- tith
is
a'
Glen?
'
'
poor
- to
jgpg=^
=s3^E
^N
fcfr:
un
coun-sel
fen\
What
maun-na
mar
care
ry
Tam
in
Glen.
forsake him,
Drumeller,
11
He'll gie me gude hunder merks ten;
Gude day to you," coof, he comes ben
But, if it's ordain'd I maun tak' him,
He brags and he blaws o' his siller,
But when will he dance like Tam Glen ? O wha w ill I get but Tam Glen ?
Yestreen, at the valentines dealin',
minnie does constantly deave me,
heart to my mou' gied a sten*;
And bids me beware o' young men
For thrice I drew ane without failin',
They flatter, she says, to deceive me
Glen?
Tam
And
thrice it was written
sae
o'
Tam Glen.
think
wha
can
But
I'll
My
My
The
The
Tam
Glen.
;;;
14
MY
My heart's
the High-lands,
in
chas-ing
High-lands
fol-low-ing the
Fare
well
to
the
val - our,
ev
er
the
rove,
The
heart
heart's in
the
not
is
worth,
of
the
ing
High-lands wher
the
Wher
My
here,
chas
fare - well to
cf
hills
deer:
Highlands,
coun-try
an old
my
the
My
roe;
to
ev
Highlands
north,
heart's in
the
ev
The
er
ev
wan
Farewell
Farewell
Farewell
Farewell
to the
to the straths
My
My
A chasing the wild deer, and following the roe
My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go.
er
go.
birth-place
for
the
er
- der,
of
wher-
love.
DUET:-0 GIN
MY
LOVE.
is
/,
lat
gin
jlffetuoso,
gin
wa\ An'
my
love were
yon
on
yon
cas - tie
my
love were
yon
on
yon
cas - tie
my - sel*
drap
my-sel'
drap
o'
dew, In
- to
her bon
nie breast to
o'
dew, In
- to
her bon
nie breast to
fa*.
^=^m^m^m
beau -ties
on
her
silk
saft faulds to
rest,
Till fley'd
on
her
silk
saft faulds to
rest,
Till flev'd
a'
a'
by Phoe
- bus'
light.
wa'
by Phoe
light
wad
When
youtlifu'
May
its
wa'
were
And
bloom renewed.
bus'
16
HAD
Air,
CAVE.
"Robix Adair.'
Erprtssive.
Had
a cave on some
my lost repose
;'
Till
grief
my
to the
eyes should
close, Ne'er to
wakemore.
Falsest of
What
peace
is there.
gi'e
On
ne-ver
wo - man
and
peace
hon
est
a'
rest
her
my
man's
Some
will,
Guid
mind was
in - tent
faith, she'll
bent,
As
And fool
cur
I was,
sed
share
When
My
soon
ly
o'er -
gang
ye.
married; But
mis
car
ricd.
33
Sair do
Sair do
hope
denied me,
abide me
fortune should fate us to sever,
fear that to
I fear
in
my
is
maun
that despair
bosom
for ever.
And
And
TIIEES
was
There
what-na
style,
rov
lad
doubt
^-3=
nice
born in
hard
it's
ly
=pi
wi'
lio
bin.
For
what-na
But
worth the
while
day,
To
bo
in'
boy,
boy;
ran
bin
was
- tin',
rov
sae
Hi
A
-fct
Ro
The
Kyle,
IN KYLE.
In'
But
I see
mak'
nino,
34
"Bonnie Bell " was written for "Johnson's Museum;" Burns likewise contributed the fine air
which the verses are adapted. "Bonnie Bell " is not, by any means, a first-class production
(for Burns),
but
we may remark,
that in a
bon
nie blue
are
sun
the
number
ny
Fresh
skies.
E f-ftf !jng
fcfc
The
c
re
sun's
turn
- ing,
And
The
When
in his turn
H-Jr;
=fs ^=
re
us take
let
o'er
However,
r-fc~^
j^=g
"Museum," he
for
- joice
:z5=
my
in
bon
-j
-
nie
Ja
Bell.
Thus
I adore
IS
my
still unchanging,
bonnie Bell.
THE NIGHT.
Gaelic Air.
j1
How
j. b
kr
the
ry
i
night,
When
am
frae
my
^smmzm^
ilrifc
dear
^4=^
*T=2
eV 0_j
.p_n_L,
sleep- less
lie
frac
e'en
to
morn, Tho'
z.
35
-*-N-
wea-ry,
When
sleep-less
e'en
frae
lie
How
It
lands, &c.
LASSIE
lomorn,Tho'
WP THE
LINT-WHITE LOCKS.
Air Rothiemurchus'
>
Las
Now
na
fcs
- sie
wi
And when
Has
:^=fcg=
the
lint -
Rant.
=^=q*r
1>
joys
flow'-ry
lea,
And
me,
wi*
nie
las -
my
say thou'lt he
Disturbs
to
dear
- ie,
0.
haineward way,
Thro' yellow waving fields we'll straj
And
lassie's
my
las - sie,
talk
o' love,
my
Enclasped
- less
shearer's
&c
And when
art
is
a'
"When Cynthia
I'll
And
The weary
little flower,
Lassie wi',
zi=HT=i=iz
midnight
rest,
faithful breast,
comfort thee,
my
dearie,
0.
my dearie, 0.
Lassie wi', &c.
TOW.
0'
Moderate.
***
Kg
fa__|
The
K&
i4
ry pund,
think
=f
zfrznz
my
bought
my
the
wife will
wife
KTT
wea
end
her
life
Be
- fore
As
lint,
And
wea
T.he
a'
ry
pund,
s
made
wea
the
think
my wife
will
that
_^
end
her
>;_p
Be
as
e'er
ry
o'
tow.
did
tow.
pund
o*
^-h
There
wca
1~
life
^
F-
pund
ry
acpuirpundo'
Is
pund, The
ry
S=qzzqsqprg
1
tow
o'
^- (Lzrtzjzjz^t:
z!z=t=fcr
grow:
-a
guid
EE^E^ES
fe
-.
l^H
IC
o'
wea
pund, The
ry
1-
-^
etane
--
.rg-g
fci^z
wea
tow;
tow.
37
At
Gaed foremost
And
wad
or I
I'll
sang
to see't,
o'er the
knowe
anither jad
wallop in a tow.
CA'
Ca'
the ewes
whaur the
to
burn-ie
My
rows,
bon-nie
F&=
month
o'
June,
'Twas in
clear -ie.
d=
the
Ca' them
bon-nie
zazzzzr^i
When
wools
the
bout
us
hung;
When
the
EEElfe*
ow'rs were
their
bloom. The
night
in - gale
The moon
it
Ye
shall be
my
dearie.
&c
hie
my
e'e,
sang
clear -
lr.
GATH'RING FAST.
IS
md ivilh feeling.
====
fc^e:
t=m
^-
mur - ky
The
here
cloud
hunter
is
gath-'ring
with
foul
is
now has
fast,
wl
_:
see
rain, I
care,
_T zazbf-'ipzt^ipz^:
1
_
1
left
press'd
wan-der,
-/-^-
driv
it
scatter'd co
long
the
ripening
in
lone
ly
com
By
She
Chill runs
my
blood to hear
it
rave,
To
Yon
veys meet
Ett
constant blast
se-cure "While
;
hanks of Ayr.
;:
: !
89
Farewell, my friends, farewell, my foes,
peace with these, my love with those:
The bursting tears my heart declare
My
there
Is
?#=3=
fLd
ard
we
slave,
=8
iH-
We
by,
=ts=
=*
be
dare
and
that,
a'
that,
a'
rank
' p
C
'
Jf_gF
but
is
the
gui
\
-
poor for
ob-scure,
toils
|~y
p-o =P=
P
p=5 P L_tz_
What though
and
o'
yon
Wha
men
a'
and
and
and
a'
a'
The man
He
of independent
The
that
at his word,
that
a'
that,
mind
a' that.
that!
-J
The
that;
a'
h~
rs
frf
9 LI
*--#- wj
that
for
a' that,
and
a' that,
a'
that
us pray that
As come
it will,
May
come
o'
worth,
that.
it
may,
a'
that
I^fs
Then
lord,
stare3,
a'
that;
birkie, ca'd
struts,
For
a' that,
-ps
-=a=
Our
nea's stamp,
tt
jfc5t-r-=?
i-=2
Ye
1"
For
For
_a _
a=
tt
him
pass
that? The
ft
tf
cow
ho - nest po -ver
for
=ts=
THAT,
A'
a' that,
a' that.
; ;
40
MY BONNIE
LASS.
^mm
With feeling.
^mHere's
to
-v
Guid
night,
tell
and joy
that
thee
na
think,
my
pret
pink, But
ty
can
m
\o^
lo'e
live
-with
I'll
thee.
out thee
=tc
and fwear
thee ;
wi'
nm
rf
din
to
lass,
din
na care
How
lang
ye
look
bout
my low
estate,
But
me;
But
And
My
For
dear,
the
Nae
I'll
man
travel
come and
see thee
bright,
ye.
!;
41
Wt LO?E
IS
my
-3-
is
like
love
in the
Broom.
my
red,
ESE
"
"
-W-
love
is
like
mel
thou,
my
'*
P
-
-N
still,
still,
my
my
bon
y.
nie
J- J
dear, Till
dear,
So
lass,
Till
the
deep
in
seas
gang
1__Z
a*
H~u-^-LL?=*=.
'y
play'd
tune!
in
fair
art
will
love
theo
ft
love
am
And
I;
a'
the
dry.
seas
gang
Till
gang
dry,
a*
dear,
I will
come again,
my
love,
seas
gang
dry,
my
dry.
my
the
And the
And I will
And
As
love,
E
42
IT
NIGHT.
was
It
Lam-mas
upon
night,
When
corn rigs
are
bon-nie,
t^=f=s
_M-.f-*
cloud
ed
light,
held
=^-=
.^t
- ly,
0,
bar -ley,
^_j
by
-^
tent
mtft
^ta=t
ear
Corn rigs
and
~tJ
heed,
less
0.
An
wa'
3=e=
it
Be-
bar
Till
'tween
the
- nie,
0.
and
late
f[ft&fl i&f?m
greed To
she
see
me
through the
p*
ley rigs,
Corn rigs
are
bon-nie, 0;
I'll
feEJg^g^gSiBJgggg^
ne'er
that
forget
hap
py
I set her
Amang
the rigs
o'
barley, 0.
night
mang
the
rigs wi'
An
Amang
the rigs
Corn
rigs,
o'
&c.
barley, 0.
nie,
0.
comrades dear*
been merry drinkin',
I ha'e been joyfu' gath'rin' gear;
I ha'e been happy thinkin', 0.
But a' the pleasures e'er I saw,
Though three times doubled fairly,
That happy night was worth them u',
Amang the rigs o' barley, 0.
I ha'e
My
Amang
the rigs
o'
barley,
O.
Amang
the rigs
Corn
rigs,
o'
barley, O.
Corn
&c.
THE BRAES
0'
&c.
rigs,
KILLIECEANKIE.
With
spirit.
lft
ha'e ye
been
sae
Kil
wad na be
ha'e seen
On
the braes
o'
Killiecrankie, 0.
On
the
braes
- lie -
crank
sae
cantie,
Kil
o'
- ie,
- lie -
fell
On
crank-ie,
in a fur,
o'
An'
0;
And
Or
An*
Killiecrankie, 0.
0.
44
tiiis
Work
0'
HATJT.
by A. Hume.
Tins well known convivial song was written by Burns, and sot to music by Allan Masterton,
In 1789.
William Nicol of the High School of Edinburgh, Allan Mnsterton. writing master, and
a very fair musician, and the poet himself, were the three worthies alluded to in the versos.
Nicol, by the advice of Bums, had purchased the small fann of Laggan, in Nithsdale, where he
spent the vacation of 1789- Masterton, who was then on a visit to Dalswinton, and Burns, wen*
" We had such a joyous meeting," says the bard,
to pay him a visit, and warm his new house.
"that Mr. Masterton and I agreed, each in our own way, to celebrate the business. The air
is Masterton's, the song is mine."
William Nicol died in 3797, and Allan Masterton, the last of
the "three good fellows," in or about 1S00. A sequel to this song, in every way worthy of the
original, written by John Struthers, author of "The Poor Man's Sabbath," and published in
"The Harp of Caledonia," Glasgow, 1S19, is here appended.
.
Cheerfully.
hearts that
lee-Ian gr
Air.
Chris-tendie.
Chorus.
rtS=
We
^ Tenor.
aftfe
Bass.
We
H^
that
no
that
full,
fou,
But just a
wee drap
St-& -*T
33
3-2
*-.But just a
wee drap
:t=bf:
&*-.
ii^HsPJ
d;iy
inoure'e;Tho
inoure'e;The
H=3=q=i
-4 *
may
daw, But
bar-ley-bree.
may
daw, But
bar-ley-bree.
3q
pf\i
^^
J-Jt-J^T
; :
45
Here are we met three merry boys,
Three merry boys I trow are we
But by
We
It is the
my
We
to wile us hame,
sooth she'll wait a wee
is
amang
the king
CfBEEN GK0Y7
There
quite
lit
THE HASHES,
is
a'
us three.
fou,
&&
0.
o't."
It is not,
however,
Lively.
sweet-est
The warldly
And
hours that
e'er
spend Are
race
riches
An' though at
Gi'e
me
My
a cannie hour
arms about my
at e'en,
dearie,
May
a'
gae tapsalfeerie, 0.
Green grow, &c.
ev'-ry hour
that
pas-ses,
What
0;
spent
Ke
4G
LAST
CAM'
GLEN.
Written by Burns Aie, " The Queen o' the Lothians cam' Cruising to Fife."
This lively song was written by Burns for the second volume of Johnson's " Museum." It was
not, however, inserted there.
In the meantime the poet revised it, and sent it to Mr. George
Thomson's collection, in the second volume of which it appears, and soon became very popular.
Though the alterations are by no means improvements, we give the second edition, as it is the
one most generally sung. The tune called "The Queen of the Lothians " is very old, and adapted
to a ballad
beginning,
The queen
ral, lal
Lively.
him
to
be
- lieve
The guid
The guid
forgi'e
forgi'e
when he
me
me
bo
licve
een,
And
offer,
less,
But
de
ral,
47
Out owre
My
I spier' d for
my
And how my
auld shoon
He
begged
Or
for
kill
fell
him
wad
I think I
AS
CAM'
be his wife,
wi' sorrow
body
sweet,
fitted
fell
guid-sake
wad
else I
and
in
life,
to-morrow, to-morrow,
to-morrow.
DOWN BY YON
CASTLE WA\
the words and music of this song for Johnson's " Museum." Though he says
in his "Reliques" that this is a very popular song in Ayrshire, it does not appear in any collection prior to the "Museum." The air is very line.
(*
Moderate.
_
_.
_ 11
Bums furnished
~M
As
5=*-
rpf
et
castle
ss?:
gill
wa\ And
in
li^ipiifiS^SIplI
there I spied a
bon-nie bon-nie
lass,
flow'r borders
were
us
be-tween.
The man
As
But the
five
lass,
He maun
learn at
lass,
48
WHISTLE AND
I'LL
Written by Burns.
Who
Own,indeed,
and
We
IHsii^^^^^i^p
?iJty,
BT-jJ.f J
to yon,
my
lad
my
g^^W
come
I'll
to
you,
whis-tle
lad,
F^=
*>-* F-
-#
fiU
w^m
come na
on
the
JL
0O2n
:c
r
-
to
in'
r
me.
nee
less
bod- y
Q IC
J'
And como
as
whistle and
whistle and
Though
let
I'll
I'll
come
come
the
back vett
when ye
see,
J'
fl
were
to you,
my
my
Syne
SEfe
And corneas
ye
to you,
a-jee,
t\
na
ye
were
na
***n
com
lad,
lad;
tent
-p- ;fcp:
E=j5S3=Ei^E2EE
z$=Az
np
33
U -Sj-
ly
to
come
a'
==p=.
come
I'll
-fcfcig
s j0__L_
and
- In*
to
mo.
49
at
me,
at me.
O
O
whistle and
whistle and
come
I'll
to you,
my
lad.
But
For
For
DREAM'D
your fancy
your fancy
frae
frae
me,
me.
Weitten by Burns.
Burns composed tins song when he was about seventeen. It is adapted to a fine air, harmonized
by Stephen Clarke. Stephen Clarke, an intimate friend of Burns, was organist of the Episcopal
Chapel, Cowgate, Edinburgh (now St. Patrick's Roman Catholic Chapel). He harmonized and
arranged the greater part of the airs in the first five volumes of Johnson's " Museum." He died
on the 6th of August, 1797.
Moderate.
dream 'd
lay
where
flow'rs
V**=
List'ning
Straight the
Trees with
the
to
wild
ged
<s
birds sing
dar
arms were
ing,
my
-e ~
the
sun
ny
beam;
By
ing,
in
Though
the
swel-ling
drun-lie wave.
50
OF
THE
AIItTS
" Miss
Written by BurnsAir,
BLA\7.
Burns,
it is believed, wrote no more than the first sixteen lines of this song.
(In "Johnson's
for which it was written, we find only the first two stanzas.)
William Reid, bookGlasgow, and John Hamilton, musicseller, Edinburgh, are said to have been, respectively,
the authors of the third and fourth, and the two concluding stanzas. As the additional verses
are now in a manner incorporated with Burns's, we insert them. We may remark that thouirh
Mr. Reid's verses have little to recommend them, the additions by Mr. Hamilton are a worthy
appendix to the original. The air, by William Marshall, butler to the Duke of Gordon, is adapted
from an old tune called "The Lowlands o' Holland."
Museum,"
seller,
Ji
Tenderly.
-^
1^-
9-m
Of
v
r
7P* >-^->-N-
W-)
e-;
the airts
d-^-^-flF
ri -
vers
row,
Wl'
e-
J-v- f
The
*
that
lass
ny
Lill
can blaw,
nv f-
lives,
mo
9
wind
tlie
dear
9
/
9-
lo'e best
be-tween;
For
o
*-
$--ft-
~f*"
V ~ -fc-
f-
<l^-i
ly
=*=
Baith
and night
day
an'
my
5^5
ttij-^:
e-ver with
fan-cy's flight Is
-y^-
love-lv, sweet,
fraj
an'
p^^^
my
fair;
Jean.
see her in
II
ka
dew-y
the
bird,
Wl'
mu - sic charm
=*=
^F~9
iil^=iii=i3=E
air
There's
not
bon
3=? >NN^
green, Kor
yet
bon
"^
Die
By
Sue
flow'r,
the
i-^=-
foun-tain,
shaw,
me
my
or
N P
But minds
o'
Jean.
51
Amangthe
that sucks
WF
on,
Ae
sparklin' dew,
o'
care,
Jean.
How
clearest hue,
To whom
my
is
wad banish
her
o'
What
The
blink
Sae lovely
dam,
its
saffc
leafy trees:
As my sweet
to
me
lovely Jean.
EPPIE ADAIR.
Burns contributed the words of this sons
own composition
or not
is
uncertain.
The
12.
Tenderly.
Tender
t
Ep - pie, "Wha wadna be hap - py
^_fl_ L
^u.
A-
e _u _j
dair?
:fc
Ey
love
--f?
to
be
true
to
my Ep - pie A
:JSg
-L- ^
and by
ty,
my
- a*I
law
wi'
and by
be
love
du
and by beau
- ty,
EEEE
true
to
my
Ep-pie
My
- ty,
By
^sm
-f^T-
swear to
An' 0,
By
dair.
I-
EiN
SfcHtfzjf=3=
-
=j--i-jJ
I
law
5:
and by beau-ty, By
gEgg
swear
fi- e
Eppie Adair.
A' pleasure,
&c
- dair.
LASSIE,
Weitten by Burns.
This song, with the exception of the first four lines, which form the first stanza of the original,
was written for Thomson's collection, February, 1795. The tune, which is very old, was formerly
called M The new ^owne made."
Moderate*
tr
k
r
J
*
'/Iff
Tin
*F
<J
'
me hand and
in
Out owre
'
And
fit,
J
'
tf~
fain
be
*
would
"!
J
*
<d
in,
j
e
J
jo.
night, this
night
ae
riss
and
zfzzz*:
me
let
in,
Tak' pity on
And
my
weary
me frae
me in, &c
shield
0,
let
feet,
round me blaws,
Unheeded howls, unheeded fa's
The cauldness o' thy heart's the cause
O' a' my grief and pain, jo.
bitter blast that
O,
let
me
in.
&c.
HER ANSWER.
me na o' wind and
Upbraid na me wi' cauld
tell
the gate
winna
let
you
For
rain
disdain;
cam' again,
in, jo.
jo.
The
Gae back
For
r^lg
night;
ae
this
'
EEE22
P
|
would wit
-jPhP-
sake,
ty's
thou waukin'
art
Oi
a
H
u
r
night, This
ae
this
3^
-
-L-^^
me
pi
P
L
w-
*J
ii^
let
J
9
has bound
love
las - sie,
winna
let
you
in, jo.
53
The
The
Let
Now
woman
witless, trusting
How
aft
I tell
say,
" There's
Jamie's
33
-&- !*=*=
AwaV
Mournfully.
=t
By
yon cas
wa\
- tie
=45
the
at
close
o'
iz+
the
day,
izfcii
heard a
mr.n
crz^znzpz
Et
zz
sing,
head
though his
it
=t=E
tears
down came,
was
gray;
And
Ft
Si
(LzMiz
be
There'll ne-ver
peace
he
as
was
Ja
mie comes
daurna weel
say't,
but
till
My
And now
Now
life is
Since I tint
But
till
my
moments
till
my
ing
the
ipL^H
till
The church
We
sing
hame.
may
rose at yule
"Museum" in 1787. The air, which is much older, appears in Oswald's "Pocket
Companion," 1740, also in M'Gibbon's "Collection of Scots Tunes," edited by Bremner, 1762.
"William M'Gibbon was a eroo composer, an excellent performer on th3 violin, and an industrious
collector and editor of Scots music.
He was for many years leader of the Gentlemen's Concerts
in Edinburgh. He died on the 3d of October, 175G.
Johnson's
^
The
"
blude-red
rose
may
yule
at
w*
auld
The
snaw,
man
shall
+M
frost
nev
may
thing you
j_^
ne'er
l__
lies
li
^_|
shall
see,
and
_L_L S
For an
auld
To
me.
But me he
shall not
man
buy nor
shall never
To daunton me,
daun - ton
LT
But
an
p_# _j
fee,
daunton me.
&c.
&
me,
=
f Lff
fiatt'-ring tongue,
For an auld
sea,
-P^==*?r:
His gear
His gear
- est
E^
daun-ton
deep
I-
33=t -
mer
jt:
er
MEE5E *?
L_
sirn
the
freeze
zmt
me
The
|_3.
SS^:^:
=F
in
1^
=P3
f*~
bloom
blaw,
0-p.
er
and
That
\-y-p
^ -J_
daun - ton
me.
53
He
twa-fauld as he
liirples
Wi'
and
ciot?,
And
Wbitten BY
MAN 1
BURN'S.
This lively ditty was written by Burns for the third volume of Johnson's " Museum," 1790.
Dr. Blacklock (the blind poet) had previously written verses for the same tune, hut they were
considered too long for insertion. In Tom D'Urfey's "Pills to Purge Melancholy," 1703. there is
a song entitled "What shall a young woman do with an old man." However much we may
sympathize with a young lassie tied to "an auld man," we can barely approve of her resolution
to "cross him and wrack him until she heart-break him."
j^
Lively.
-Q
&
nt
zl
What
can
young
las-
sie,
what
shall
young
- sie,
las
v-
What can
-v:_- 5
las -sie
wi
do
1_
minnie
To
penny that
^_^_a
sell
my
minnie To
pen
ny
sil
sell
ler
1
Ian';
Bad luck
for
sil
my
me
tak's pity,
to
my
g
the
He hums
My
zattz
:zN:
an
qv q^
tempted
that
e_:
@_i_e_L
tempted
the
to
a young
56
GA?.
Slowly.
==3t_a^-aV^=e^-i
My
Ilany
__
now
waa
5^5^=5-^-^-1^^
gallant
Oh,
ig^Jz{LI
stately strode
r^-jrr
he's
banish'd
Car
way,
ne
I'll
vcr
hirn back
see
gain.
Chorus.
Air.
feEE
Fu'
gay,
for
him
32?=^
IE
back
gain,
Oh,
3t?=*
for
him
back
him
back
gain;
2d Voice.
P ^SSL^
Oh,
BAS3.
for
him
-69
gam,
back
for
ase
H^-fH'r
ft iT
reft
X*
Ob,
S3=
ig;
a
gain
/-
^=f~
^3=^^318
tlT fr=fr^
wad
gi'e
a'
Knockhaspie's
land
For
Highland liar
ry
back
gain.
wad
gi'e
a'
Knockhaspie's
land
For
ba
back
gain.
c ',0-
f,
^-g
Tr- Vj^fr-%
-&
;
;
57
When
Then
might
THIS
YTiUTTEN BY BUKNS
he'll ne'er
IS NO MY AIN
AlR, "0 THIS IS
LASSIE.
NO MY klS HOUSE."
'j6*
wants
me
to
witchin*
the
grace,
The
Begin the succeeding verses with the second part of the Air, and end with the
She's bonnie, bloomin', straight, and
thief sae
tall,
But gleg
When
in thrall
saul,
this is
no
pawkie
is
my ain lassie,
my Jean
a*
unseen
&e.
first part.
kind love
this is no
is
in the e'e.
my
may
may
this is
no
my
ain lassie,
&c
Sessie
But wha can sing that feels wi' sae great pain,
loss for which Edina sighs in vain?
concerts now nae mair the ladies mind,
They've a' forgot the gate to "Niddery's Wynd."
11
******
******
The
Our
envious of the
Still
Of Jamie Oswald
little
last
we had
PPS
:^4,0_#"^pp<:
me
on
my
&&&*,
33*
leeze
left,
spinning wheel,
leeze
me
on
-B-Ft
JflflU
tap to
tae
deeds
that
If'tCfff
I'll
sit
me down and
me
bein,
And
haps
me
fiel
and warm
at
e'en.
J^rghtt&^PrrTTtl
sing and spin, While laigh descends
the
simmer
sun, Blest
t5=F
zMigz
wi*
con
tent,
and
leeze
me
on
my
spinning wheel
And
50
For
the pride
a'
Amid
Amid
o' a'
the great ?
their
Can they
Of Bessy
WAS
SHE.
Lhely.
w#*T*r&*+ *r*rt&i
i
Ie&^e
banks of
Earn,
she,
3^5
And
Glen-tur-it
blythe in
i^_i_
jfEL
On
Yar-row
braes the
*zdfczte
:
but
and
shaw; But
*=
By
==
Phem-ie
::
was
bon-nier
^pgg^ll^^^
-=*lass
bir-ken
glen.
&t
*=*aik,
but and
e-ver saw. Blythe, blythe and merry was she, Blythe was she
=\ES;
3S
the banks
of
Earn,
&c
And
at the
blythe in Glen
mark
dfc*
33=
F=
-jt
tur
- it
glen.
'$'
The Highland
hills I've
wander'd wide,
60
WEBE HER
SAE FLAXEN
RINGLETS.
sorter Was written by Burns for Johnson's " Museum," vol. v., and adapted to the favourite
Onagh." In a letter to Mr. Thomson, dated Sept 1794, he says, " The air is charming,
have often regretted the want of decent verses to it. It is too much, at least for my humble
rustic muse, to expect that every effort of hers shall have merit still, I think that it is better to have
meliocre verses to a favourite air than none at all. On this principle I have all along proceeded
in the 'Scots Musical Museum,' and as that publication is at its last volume, I intend the
following song to the air above mentioned, for that work."
Before the fifth volume of the
" Museum " was published, poor Burns was no more. The Chloris of the song is said to have been
a Jean Lorimer of Craigieburn, Dumfriesshire.
This
and
Her
'A
%J
smil
ing,
wil
sae
..
[r
ha
B,
'
J
f
\.
ing,
Wad
mak'
a wretch for
MM
i
ha
r
\j
/
Un
his
woe What
;
i-
i/
get
90
&
\s
l
s^mmz^m^g^^
plea -sure,
was
my
what
Chlo
trea-sure,
- ris'
bonnie
face,
)^^#^
aye
my
Chlo
- ris'
When
first
=fe
dear
- est
ro
those
to
charm, She
sy
bonnie
her
says
lips
face
grow. Such
to
she
lo'es
Ilk feature
Wad
And
me
Betraying
fair proportion,
saw;
:fr=f:
auld nature
Declared that she could do nae mair.
love,
Gl
Let others love the
city,
eve,
and
rising
[sang;
concludes hig
moon
love,
a'.
Lively.
X;;;;
aye
I'll
gppggiggigi
in
ca'
by
again
111
-*
by
in
ca*
__^_
-*=\=
aye
my
see
bon
There's
gain.
-3*1=
:*=P=
P-
=13=
Jean
nie
=F
nane
a -gain; But
^qt--*=
she,
aye
my
ca'
in
3=3
aye
4=f
And
by
town, And
-yon
I
|
ca'
in
lass,
by
yon
town,
we
stowlins
by
,
And
yon
gar
shall
meet
den
green
a -gain;
4-1see
my
When
And when
gain.
I'll
I'll
1
bon
nie
Jean
gain.
'$'*
C2
AULD LANGSYNE.
Old An?, "I Fee'd a Lad at Michaelmas."
In "Johnson's Museum," vol. i., No. 26, there is a song written by Ramsay, beginning, "Should
auld acquaintance be forgot, Though they return with scars?" Both words and music, however,
The second and third verses only of the world-famed " Auld Langsyne "
are below mediocrity.
were written by Burns. The poet himself admitted to Johnson that such was the fact In the
"Reliques," Burns, alluding to Ramsay's song of "Auld Langsyne," says, "Ramsay, as usual
with him, has taken the idea of 'Auld Langsyne from the old fragment, which may'be seen in
the "Museum " (Johnson's), vol. v. And in a letter to Mr. Thomson, September, 1 f 93, he says,
*'One song more, and I am done 'Auld Langsyne.' The air is but mediae? e; but the following
song, the old song of the olden times, and which has never been in print, nor even in manuscript,
until I took it down from an old man's singing, is enough to recommend any air." Mr. Thomson
afterwards got the words arranged to an old Lowland melody entitled, " I fee'd a lad at Michaelmas."
'
ac-quain-tance
he
for - got,
And days
lang
o'
syne?
3&fc
auld lang -syne,
my
dear, For
cup
syne,
my
dear,
For
cup
o'
t=SS=
*&& PEE
=a T e=
my
der.r,
For
smpp!
For
E'iq]
r
auld
EHE
tt
auld lang
gtf
my
dear, For
lang- syne
w^
a
cup
o'
cup
o'
auld
We'll
tak'
*=P
;;;
63
auld lang
syne.
We twa ha'e
a^E
auld lang
syne.
auld lang
9i|=iP>-(
lang
auld
syne.
-a a-g-
*=Pk
bum
**
EZ2B5SEE
fcsr-
paidl'd in the
syne.
sm
Cheerful.
$<*ij\ijtptt^
Where Cart
rins
row
- in
the Clyde a
^i
=p=
EEEE
*=F=t
mony
By
the sea,
to
falls into
xj3^jjijjjqn?777
n
r
lives
the
lad,
lad
for
He
me,
-^--=^
=*<
r>-
^t=
aught
fear'd
My
daddy signed
my
my
tocher-band,
To gi'e the lad that has the land,
But to my heart I'll add my hand,
And
gi'e it to the
nine,
weaver.
They
And I
While
^
gi'ed
gal
lant
=P
weav -
er.
3E
EE
me
gi'ed
it
to
the
fine,
And
weav-cr.
love
my
gallant weaver.
01
THE
DE'IL'S
AWA'
WT
THE EXCISEMAN.
The
il -
de'il
ka auld wife
cried,
" Auld
ma - houn,
$=*
The
i
de'il's
-*
sfefe
fiane'd
wa\ the
And
th'
o'
cx-ciseman
your
a- wa', The
de'il's
he's
dane'd
man.'
gsEg^
- wa',
And
-^
de'il's
prize,
wa'
wi'
th'
de'il
ex
He's
cise-mam
MY
WIFE'S A
Written et BurnsAie,
"My
"Wife's
This lively old air was first published in Oswald's " Caledonian Pocket Companion." In a letter
to Mr. Thomson, 8th November, 1792, Burns says, " There is a peculiar rhythmus in many of our
airs, and a necessity of adapting syllables to the emphasis, or what I call the feature notes of the
For instance, in
tune, that cramp the poet, and lay him under almost insuperable difficulties.
the air 'My wife's a wanton wee thing:,' if a few lines smooth and pretty can be adapted to it,
The following were made extempore to it and though, on further study,
it is all you can expect.
I might give you something more profound, yet it might not suit the light horse gallop of the air
so well as this random clink." As the poet himself was pleased to call Mr. Thomson's alteration
of the second stanza "a positive improvement," we insert it, together with the stanza as origin;
ally written.
wee
ne
ver
saw
j-ttf n
.
ncist
my
heart
thing,
This
ne
fair-e
MJ^M
I'll
wear
her,
For
ver
lo'eJ
dear-e",
And
F'ft-i^
fr
my
fear
jew
el
tine.
She
She
She
is
is
The
The
think
my
lot divine.
Though
And may
Wi' her
And
ne'er
a word repine.
o't,
66
ll
Treble.
ii
t$z^ttzj~=^
=**-
Moderate.
When
to
^,_r*!_J
C^a^:za__
p
ej^9-
wild war's
aJtepfir
deadly
[gi
ft=P*
^_
blast
peace
gentle
re-
Tenor.
When
fif
wild war's
deadly
ftf r
fe-4-^ra
turn
4t
Wi'
ing;
mo
ny
mo
ny
i
turn
Wi'
ing;
was
blast
blawn,
.rVy
3tEE
^E&
r-F-
fa
sweet babe
d=t
peace
gentle
r
g-f-g-F
a
And
">i ';w,
sweet babe
3L-
n
ther
re-
ra n
J,
And
- less,
Brcmg
fa
ther
And
less,
*t
mo - ny
wi
dow
mourn
ing.
left
the
lines
and
the
lines
and
=F=sf
wi
dow
mourn
ing.
left
E
/
>
tent
tent
ed
cd
field,
field.
Where Ian g
I'd
been
Where lansr
I'd
been
lod
tod-- ger;
My
hum hum-
ble
- ger;
lod-cer;
lod
My
hum
hie
; ; ;
; ;
;;
07
rail.
knap
beat in
My
And
my
sack
my
wealth,
breast,
Our humble
Ye
hame
poor, but
Where Nancy
Wha
spied I but
my
glen,
was
The wars
And
is light,
are o'er,
find thee
Though poor
swelling.
And
purse
My
faro
oft I courted.
e'e
gcr.
and hamely
cot
my
sod
est
again,
hon
Quo'
;
still
true hearted
she,
Then come,
my
Thou'rt welcome to
it
dearly.
And
I've serv'd
o'
danger.
"
68
CONTENTED WI LITTLE.
1
o' Puddijtg.**
This homely song was written for Mr. Thomson's collection, 179*. In the letter accompanying
the song, dared 19th November, 1791, Burns says, "Scottish bacchanalians we certainly want.
Apropos to bacchanalian songs in Scottish, I
though the few we have are excellent
composed one yesterday, for an air I like much, 'Lumps o' Pudding.'
Lively.
i_a_jiuv33E^
A ^E
Con
gd
- tent -
- ther
wi'
=fc
creep
m'
ed
lit - tie,
wi'
:S.l*z
=R=?=
m
sor -row
and
can
V ff"
l(v\
v!J
tJ
IL
care
d
sod-
V
n
J
n #
ger,
and
coin
them
gi'e
my
in
bow
el -
4J
o'
is
pouch And
;
my
skelp
an
they're
fought;
My
'
sang.
Scot-tish
=*r
L
**
"I
auld
fl
,,v
man
is
_P
1/
'/
!>
-U
1?
mirth an'
guid
hum
our
are
3E3:
my
freedom's
lairdship
nae
A
A
My
as
-*-*<
- e
life
trou
o'
h
R.J
\ 4
rtL
fc-r-
y-
cog
^
\.
33=
or
F^-
WI'
a-lang,
I
rtft
mair, Whene'er
v.'i'
-0-W-
ES
-
- tie
3
p^S^
03
AST
9r-r>
t~t^-
Cheerfully.
1T|^
znz^p
**!
twen
ty,
Tain;
I'll
i^gg^
ane
gar
me
my
kin
rat
SEE
look like
Tarn.
They
snool
Tarn
bluntie,
me
But
F=S
twenty,
an*
|=eSI^
Tarn, An'
hey
for
ane
sair,
an'
me
hand
an'
-OTain.
An'
will
Were
At kith
my
an' kin I
needna
speir,
down. An'
soon wheel
-**-
>-&t=
for
ane
~7C
twen-ty,
were ane
ill
C3
-G-
twenty,
sang, Gin
tlin
FF *1
round, An'
**
twenty,
an'
learn
n^^
Tain;
an'
I'll
learn
twenty,
-N-
my
Turn.
-,
TO
VTEk
SHE THAT
IS
MEf
LO'ES
Written by Burn3Air,
Morag."
The air of " Morag," (Marion), seems to have been a great favourite of Eurns's, as he has no
fewer than three songs to that tune. "Of the air of 'Morag,' " says Allan Cunningham, "Burns
was passionately fond; yet it cannot he said that he was more than commonly successful in
wedding it to words. The measure which the tune requires is cramp and difficult, and the sentiment is interrupted before it has well begun to flow. This song was found among the papers of
Burns; the exact period of its composition is not known, nor has the heroine been named."
gw
Tenderly.
fc
-V
to
A3
if
wha
she
is
she that
keeping?
in
sweet
my heart
has
P9S-
!JE
And
lo'es
me, As
dews
o'
simmer weeping, In
535E=>that's tbe
steeping.
my
las - sia
heart,
2^5rt2=^=tEEjz:j!^fc2zf:
dearer;
that's
the queen
o'
woman
And
kind,
My
las - sie
ne'er
had ane
to peer her.
And
That
If thou hast
"When
That
ilka
body
But her by
An' thou
O
met
frae her
that's,
&c.
talking,
thee
is
slighted,
ver
mm
/7\
&c.
;;
!!
HIGHLAND
MAEIf.
353=q^I--V
i-"*!
rhzzp^'i
sim
mer
->-^
i-
fair
your
'
first
T*
g-g- JH
^-T^f jf F-*v-g
^.
of
tie
Mont
gomery, Green
s^~
There
cas
;as
gfefe^E^^E^El
--^
bat
P=n
h~b
g^y _ g^L^._"
J
flow'rs,
P-
unfaulds
Your wa
.g
her robes,
i**2*
- ters
=^
And
==
ne
ver
^^
lang
there they
^ g-g-e ^
^-i
drumlie.
j^i-n
est
-v
-H-
2EE
ry
For there
took the
last
Of
farewell
birk.
But, oh!
my
fell
That nipt
Now green's
Highland
Ma
ry.
That wraps
pale, pale
sweet
my
Highland Mary
lips
And
And
mouldering now in
silent dust
12
feipiiliiiliSsiii^
g-e 4 V /fr ff f fEjsgEfepi^
!S5=*
^S:
m
z.
How
and
bush-es,
bloom-ing
flow'rs
-1? -^
But the
fair;
bon
ni
on
fiow'r
est
the
rffini
banks
the
of
fCX
Mild
P
be
the
Was
De-von,
fc
sun
the braes of
m
on
BE &*=&
bathes in
the
dew,
- er,
In
er,
That
steals
on
the
fall
of
the
m
ev'n
ing
ro
sy
g^
gen-tle the
'e^^^:.
show
gay
the
p
And
flow
the Ayr.
Z=fZW^=ZfE
ZZZ?ZtZjZZZ3$=j=ZZ^
&*
it
on
f>
morn, as
a sweet bud
once
each
leaf
With
And
soft
-zjiz
to
re
ver
nal
3H
new.
73
Moderate.
tnSL^
Tib
Jf 3 =T j.
j. j.
I
- bie,
ha'e seen
the
J*
e^ee^
wad na
Ye
day
own moral
its
been
sae
For
iy;
j|gEiggp
lack o' gear ye
lightly
on
the moor,
spak'
na,
but gaed by
9 '
-- .&fient a hair care
Ifes^fe
sae shy
For lack
like
-0-
0'
gear ye
lightly
Ye'il cast
Lie,
Ye
geek
mean,
But
^v=^
I
^S
care
na
by.
mark $
if
airt,
fu shv.
Tibbie, vie.
he ha'e the
Ye'il fasten to
Wha
him
name
0'
gear,
like a brier
Tibbie, &c.
Tibbie, &c.
me
at
U
that's sae
at the
Tibbie, &c.
him
met ye
I doubt na,
tak'
-<S-
s
Tib
I.
But sorrow
stour
cr*
**3Et
wad na been
Yestreen
by.
^=i2:
3SE
=F
Ye
na
=e:
==3=
fit:
-N-#
care
&c
Ye
;;
74:
THEIR GROVES
Written by Burns Irish
0'
SWEET MYRTLE
Air, "
Their groves
o'
sweet myr-tle
let
P^^^^^^^i^^ES=f
summers ex
hale
the
per-fume
Far
dear
er
me yon
to
lone
glen
o'
green
g^^.^E^=^|SgE||gg^fi
brack
en,
WT
burn
the
un
steal - ing
der
lang yel
the
low broom.
^SttTt- *=3:
iMfes^] SEES
l^SSllilP^Sii^
Far
dear
blue bell
*A "r
m
*
<((H
*x\)
%)
J
9
mangthe
and
f
1
U
r
er
to
me
are
wild flow
un
P
1*.
5j
1
',
4J***
j
hum
yon
L*
seen
p
V
P
u
i
b!e
For there
P
!?
Though
t rip-ping
J
#
o,x$,
lig lt- ly
IS
aft
wan-ders
And
s ^_
IL
,
,
a-
ft
my
Jean.
IN SIMMEE,
:
;
Written by BurnsAir,
is
MAWIT.
' s
This charming dialogue wa3 written by Burns for Johnson's " Museum," 1792. The argument
ably sustained on both sides, but, as might be expected, " guid advisement " kicks the beam.
air of " The country lass " appears in the " Orpheus Caledonius," 172o.
The
_
Moderate.
sim
In
mer,
-g-s
-^ /
ka
field;
when the
^L-^^
'
il -
e ^--I
o'er the
zat==:
il-ka
&-
o't
bield.
[^
Blythe Bes-sie
f
C_
1^
me,
my
bonnie hen,
fire.
An' weel
Ae
blink
o'
o'
Robie's
e'e,
a'
his gear.
ro
&--P.
sarat
eild,
>zfZ?
-
blaw
se3
SE
<
And
=1*
'
It's
Tak'
lea,
Zl73
in the
P"*
L_^
ac
---
/ /-
--P
green
I'll
d
3=3=
be
wed,
=i=p=q
thoughtless lassie,
life's
ill."
a faugh t,
Arranged for
this
Work
by A. Hume.
Burns, in these beautiful verses, has retained only the first two lines of tbe old song. Wc append
the original dialogue, as given by Ramsay in the ""Tea Table Miscellany," 1724, where it is marked
with the letter Q, denoting that it was even then an old song, which Ramsav considerably improved. The air is found in Mr. Blaikie's M.S., 1G*J2, also in Craig's selection, ll2o.
Am. Rath er slow.
.
frS^atj
jrnjffl^ jy^
mf
There's
auid
Rcb
Bfor-rfs
that
mf
There's
auld
Rob Mor-ris
that
wons
in
a't.
yon
king
o'
guid
yon
king
o'
guid
fmm^mmm^mimm
m
wons
in
Bass.
~P~T
~H--M
3=t
fcfcrt
:t=-t
=j=jzzhf
:*=*=?=
fel-lows,
and
wale
fel-lows,
and
wale
r r
j?
o'
auld
men.
He
has gowd in
his
^H
cof-fers,
he has
cof-fers,
he has
fcfc-
*4f
as
ft
grr Jj
ow
sen
and
fepaat
ow
sen
and
o'
auld
men.
He has gowd
in
his
piigfs=M1
i+i
^^^mrQ^^I
^^
kine,
kine,
And
ae
bon-nie
And
ae
bon-nie
las-sie, his
dar-ling
and mine.
gg^gjjjggi
las-sie, his
dar-ling
and mine.
pw^rr^T^TnWr^^
;;
77
She's fresh as the morning-, the fairest in May;
She's sweet as the ev'ning amang the new hay
As blythe and as artless as the lamb on the lea,
And dear to my heart as the light to the e'e.
But oh
she's an heiress
auld Robin's a laird,
daddie has nought but a cot-house and yard
like me maunna hope to come speed
wounds I maun hide that will soon be my dead.
!
And my
wooer
The
The day comes to me, but delight brings me nane
The night comes to me, but my rest it is gane
I
wander
And
my
I sigh as
my
heart
it
wad
burst in
my
breast.
Oh
O'T.
Written by Burxs.
This humorous sons was written by Burns for Johnson's " Museum," as a substitute for the eld
words, which are untit for publication. John Bruce, of Dumfries, is said to have been the composer of the beautiful air of " Whistle o'er the lave o't." On the other hand it is alleged that
Bruce, though an excellent performer, was never known as a composer of music, and that the
air was composed long before Bruce was in existence.*
_
Moderate.
EB
m*E&*3m
First
sispe
[IB
in her
ii^igg^ijiiiieiiii^
HH^sga
spier nae mair,
as
How we
How we
But whistle
child;
live,
Wis
my Meg
men than
and me,
I care
o't.
me's
be-guil'd, Sae
"Wha
whis-tle
Sae whistle
The first stanza of this song was written by Burns for the " Museum."
are from Blackie's M Scottish Songs," where they appear anonymously.
-^
third
Slowly.
Highlands
me? The
to
:Wfc
ease
gi'e
my rest,
to
Cj
^^z=^j/=zg^z^z=r^=g:
my dreams and my
he
His father
lo'e
best,
The
lock
is
the west
far
dear to
my
bairnie
And my
What
when
in
the
S^B
lad that
to
The
That happy
But
breast,
^=7=
*
lives
my
to
or
foreign land,
-a*
west
east
.I
p=cg*.z*=?z
gae
the
ttfflW
zMzzMz
far
south nor
and me.
79
The
first
Tlie other
found
its
way
fiEEt
^ESE
The
3S5
~c
out
bairns gat
un
wi'
-*-+
as
EE
dad
puir
just
JEES
paid
-v
paid
And he
--W^W-
e'en
let
paid
les
late
him
paid
33c
there,
lie
- les
out,
hP=P=jc:
pES
-M-
co shout,
o.
3E
o'er
and
ear
ha'e
been his
guid
wife,
and
-3-
And
cuitered
And wow
is
me
late
on
me now,
but I find
and
it
early,
comes
but
spare
0.
ly,
Some
;
com-fort
brose,
richt sairly, 0.
I care
I
my
he
m
And
he's
r^c. _=_:
- ly,
For
2^=years
-*
my
--*-
=3E :jfc^zzjS=jtz3fc
- wife,
- lin
les
guid
our
Quo'
0;
- die,
rpc
:-
^7
'
- -
-,
_^
'
, t
=
^i
=
'
'
<-
r-
,
j
>
__
":::
:::
_.:-_
rrr
~r
.{
*_
#
'-
-*
...
-.
__
t_
..
'
"
*- il-
^ ^
"%.**
^
*
*
*
^
'
'
-"
.
,
*
^.
82
In a letter to Mr. Thomson, dated 2d July, 1793, Burns says, " I have just finished the following
ballad, and as I think it in my best style, I send it to you." It is certainly one of the pact's
finest effusions.
From some unexplained cause Mr. Thomson published the verses to the tune of
44
Willie was a wanton wag.*1 We prefer giving the tune to which the poet meant his song to be
sung. In Craig's collection of "Old Scottish Melodies," published in 1730, we find the beautiful
air of " Bonnie Jean," which shows that even then it was considered an old tune.
mm^m
.
Cheerfully.
II
There
was
^qlass
and
she
was
'i=m^&sm
be
seen,
When
a'
fie
khk and
At
fair,
mar
ket
=t
3T3-
to
E^=35S
=^=3=
fvivest
* 4~
pgigpE^^^^P
fair - est
:&:=
wark,
And
aye
she
ri
lie;
The
^S=
=t=M
Myth
- est
-rri f3-fr
bird
up
on
the bush
Had
ne'er
And
flow'r
and pride
brawest lad,
o' a' the glen
kye,
ten.
light
er
heart
than
she.
He danced
And lang ere
o'
bonnie Jean.
; ;
83
O
Or
And
me;
mammy's
cot,
meV
And
Now
At length she
His cheek
And
Jeanie
wark,
pain
And
SHE'S FAIR
AND FAUSE.
Wkitten by Bukns.
Burns, it is said, picked up this fine air from a country musician, and sent it with the verses
"Museum." The tune, however, had been previously published by Oswald, in the "Caledonian Pocket Companion," under the title of "The Lads of Leith."
to the
Slowly.
^gj^P^j ^=?
:*=!$
^==i=^
She's
and
fair
my
causes
fause that
t4
smart, I
^/=*
She's
my
heart,
And
may
-P-&-
dear: But
"Wha
e'er
woman
ye be that
is
but
woman
-1-y-t-W^
L- V^
routh
warld's
love,
o' gear,
gear,
Sae
And
let
and
gae
e'en
=ra
^--l/ha'e tint
the bonnie
An
she prove,
=jv :
3^te===:
t=b^=-^i
;>'-
her meikle
lo'ed
&&-
lang;
9-
my
lass
dear-est
gang
fair,
'Twad been
Si
MY NANNIE,
0.
0."
The heroine of this song was Miss Agnes Fleming, daughter of a farmer at Caleothill, near
Lochlea, in the parish of Tarbolton, Ayrshire. Burns -wrote this song when very young.
It
appears in the Cth vol. of Johnson's " Museum," adapted to a different air, but the verses having
been composed expressly for the air " My Nannie, 0," evidently unite more happily -with it than
any other melody to which it can possibly be adapted. Bums subsequently gave his original
song a few masterly touches, which have considerably heightened its effect. This fine old air
appears in the " Orpheus Caledonius," 1725, with the song written by Ramsay, beginning " While
some for pleasure pawn their health.'' The Lugar is a river in Ayrshire, which takes its rise in
the Cumnock lakes, and discharges itself into the river Ayr, at Barskimming.
|i^Eg
Be
3^=ig:s-
^=F
-
hind yon
hills
where Lu
mos
g5g=gg:
The
sun
try
day
the
west
Tlie
has
wind
- lin*
=t=P
clos'd,
And
btewi
qV
&=t$z
loud
and
plaid,
shrill,
and
The
out
night's baith
steal,
I'll
mirk
And
Nae
Way
ill
artfu' wiles to
and
owre
rain
the
And
But what
ye,
But
0,
y,
hills
to
I'll
Nan
get
- nic,
my
0.
tongue
Nannie, 0!
win
My
riches
An'
a' 's
maun
my
penny-fee,
guide it cannic, 0;
But warl's gear ne'er troubles me,
My thoughts are a' my Nannie, O.
I
85
delights to view
His sheep and kve thrive bonnie,
But Tiii as blythe that hauds his pleugh,
An' has nae care but Nannie, 0.
Come weel, come wae, I care na by,
I'll tak' what heav'n will sen' me,
;
;
Kae
ither care in
But
live, an'
ha'e I
life
love
my
Nannie, O.
Lively.
ifes-fi^! :==t
:ir=t^t
The
day returns,
win-ter
h~\y
***
wild
a a
in
m~(*
tempest
_ a_
toil'd,
blissful
sun
day
Ne'er summer
O0 a^2** -
Hgi
f=P*
a*j=;R
==
was
F * M
'
4=J=*
Than
a'
the pride
And
cros-seso'er
the
B ^FP^=r^fffrJ^ frj^i
befe
king
ly robes,
Or nature aught
me more, it made
delight,
of pleasure give
breaks
my
bliss
it
breaks
mv
heart.
thee mine.
86
Aik, "Rise
With
spirit.
There's wooden
walls
?
aHE^^E
The
up
*t
va-sion threat?
on
j>i
^* ^^
our
seas,
Then
let
And
vo
the loons he
lun-teers on
ware,
sir,
shore,
sir.
&=^ S
tia$!a
And
Cor-sin-eon,
Crif-fel sink in
Sol-war,
S5=ir,
tt
jfcfcc f3-C^Ere
we
per
mit
let
On
for-eign foe
In wrangling be divided
Till, slap, come in a foreign loon,
And by a rung decide it.
;
Be
Britain
Amang
still
to Britain true,
oursel's united
The
But
Our
May
ral
ly.
87
Wha
Shall
hang
God
But while we
"The
y.
bonnie
Les-lie,
As
gane,
like
A-
lex
an
-der,
55 g-^
To
see
her
13
to
To spread
-^3
-j_:_ ^_q
her
con
She's
E^S^H
far-ther;
quests
+=^--plJ^f-B9^^-J-*E=jd
love her,
And
love
And
ne'er
hut
her for
ev-er;
For
5^
na
tare
made her
Thou
what
she
is,
made
sic
an
ith - er.
|/_L-u_
3:
g9 _L
^C.
v-^-v-
i^
3E3E3E
Js=& *=*:
sEE
-N-
wrs
f.
saw
ye
at
the
the
bat
- tie,
Slier - ra - muir,
t-r
And
man; Or
did
the
bat -tie
see,
man?
vut=t-&&u&a
sair
me,
|h.|
=fc
~ -J^
za=a=i
S-J
F-
cam' you here the fight to shun, Or herd the sheep wi'
red
reek-in'
ran
My
mony
a sheuch,
see
the ciuds, 0*
m^mg^^^m^wmm
heart, for
fear,
To hear the
thuds, and
wmm
clans
hey
frae wuds, in
dum
dir
ruin,
tar
hoy
tan duds,
dum
dan,
Wha
glaum'd
H=
at
kingdoms
dir
three,
man.
rum dey
dan
/-Huh
Huh
^=^c
JHM-r-fH
hey
duin
dir
rum,
key
tcy
dum
dir
-rum
dey
dan.
80
And mony
And
swords clash'd,
through they dash'd, and hew'd and
smash'd,
Huh
hey, &c.
philabegs,
And mony
My
sister
"Whigs,
Drew
blades
They
o'
Huh!
0,
I
how
death,
till
out
o'
de'il,
breath,
man.
hey, &c.
o'
brose,
And hameward
Huh
And
man.
hey, &e.
They've
lost
Amang
I fear
my
Huh!
hey,
&c
MONTGOMERY'S PEGGY.
Aik,
Although
Amang
my
"Gala Water."
the heather, in
my
plaidie,
I'd seek
some
deli
and in my arms
Montgomery's Peggy.
Were
When
And
I a baron
And
90
Stuart.'
With feeling.
^=^=^
j *-
love
Pol
ly
Stew-
ly
charm -ing
art,
Pol
_j_ j
Stewart
ly
*1
^ ^
There's
533
ne'er
blooms in
flow'r that
^^e=c=
_^_j.
The
flow'r
it
blaws,
it
May, That's
fades,
i/
And
fa's,
it
half
so
art
SE
^_L
JJ
can ne'er re
art
thou
as
fair
new
it;
But
Ro
rail.
:*=
worth and truth,
]/
-/I
fm
VIJ
t^
p
J
d
W
!
love
\
P
J
#
-
ter
youth Will
nal
\
P
fc.
P
!
*
Pol
ly
-ly
Stew
K
r
r.
1^
P*
charm-ing Pol
- art,
Stew
ly
Pol
to
gi'e
V
ly
that
blooms in
at the
mark
so
fair
Stewart
as
'$'
With Expression.
tag ilows
A-roundE
There's
May
Pm
!
<^
I
flow*r
art
dwelling
;;
91
ry
cm
the
spare
throes
el
With -in
bo
this
som
swell-mg.
3*=fc
CoR-dernri'd to drag a
hope
chain,
- less
And
yet in
se
lan-guish
cret
To
--ifk=-fz
feci
ev'
fire
ry
Nor
vein,
For
Eliza, hear
my
saw thine
Mid
prayer,
my heart,
MY
IS
^
in
my
e'e,
For
bear,
And
the
-JzMzrzd:
sweet
me
sak
en
and
-hQ-A
p"
friend-less,
2S=
-Sir
my
3 ^^
voice
ruin.
zflt *
jw
=f
-/-
enslaved
^t=jt
voice I heard,
it
HEART.
tear's
B^f^f
me
an-guish.
=qs=
and the
^4
to
my
In overwhelming
me.
ite^^T^g
is
close
WAE
Wae
Till fears no
But, oh
dis
The
I
dare
^=S-
_ff_j._S_^_
o'
pi
ty
ne'er
sounds
fei
my
car.
92
Love, thou hast pleasures, and deep ha'e I lo'ed,
Love, thou hast sorrows, and sair ha'e I prov'd
13 ut this bruised heart, that now bleeds in my breast,
I can feel by its throbbings, will soon be at rest.
were, where
if I
happy
1 ha'e been,
Down by yon
FROM THEE,
ELIZA,
MUST
GO.
AlB, "GlLDEROY."
8"ow,
and
iv'.lh
feeling.
^^^^m^^^^^^^M
S SES35Sm
E3=
From
thee,
liz
must
a,
go,
Ami from my na
tive shore
>sE
be
fates
-&J-&
But
ftp fif f
hound-less
tweea
f> f>
us
, :*
."*'
o-ceans
throw
di
vide
bound-
tween
My
The
And
is
my
victor by;
thy
pari,
-i^l).
heart,
my
love
and
and
The
o-ccan's roar.
^i=3^=
=*=?,
less
mi
me
They
my
saw ye
-If
e^
s^ -
3B
"I
down
'
yard,
the
in
her
W rf
/7ft
h
i
-^
kiss
she's
Jock
ain
in'
the
win
She
laird,
Rab.
to
na come
me,
my
-4
g-g-H
i
Mac
come thy
nab;
-ways
to
my
me,
Ep
pie
Mac-
__. -3-
i
e'er
done,
^J^J-
wel-come
soon, Thou's
thon hast
gain
late,
><=
>
s ^e_T_<3_
*
ain
Jock
thy
lets
And
for ever
Rab.
94
CATJLD
U
Moderate.
-&*
&*\
%Se
MEEii
blaws the wind frae
Cauld
east
vest,
to
The
**
<^*
drift
A***!
pa^w
-^
driv
is
T^
,=zr
:pc
load and
sair-ly;Sae
hear the
shrill's I
I'm
blast,
sure
it's
win
- ter
fair - ly.
=*c
Up
no
the morning's
in
for
Up
me,
morn-ing
the
in
ear
- ly
f=8=HF&if^H^t lr
}
the
a'
are
eov
The
birds
hills
wi'
er'd
sit
snaw, I'm
sure
it's
win
ter
When
j.
n
r
fairly.
And
I'm sure
it's
winter
fairly.
Up
a3
J2=
EBE IIjV
The
tither
morn,
w-lrttTd
%=$=$ /b15
When I
forlorn,
neath an oak
sat
moaning,
fm^iw^mim
IBE
ihk
gxiTRfjiTTOTrrmfi
,
fr
did
na
But
I,
what
trow I'd
he
see
my
reck,
Did
least
joy
tlic rig,
cx-,pcct
Be
And
To
mc
side
can
see
ti -
my
ly
crc
the
did cheer
love
sac
gloaming.
mc; When
near me.
95
His bonnet
Fu aft at e'en,
Upon the green
he,
thought a-jee,
Like sodger, sprush and bonnie,
And
Wi'
To meet
I,
When
wat,
my
But
and ear'
since Jock departed
praise be blest,
mind's at rest,
I'm happy wi' my Johnnie.
At kirk and fair,
I'se aye be there,
And be as canty 's ony.
My
I late
Ha'e
cried,
But now
as glad
my
I'm wi'
As
a'
pleasure grat,
lad,
IT IS NA, JEAN,
The
^^^m-^^M
With much feeling.
it
na,
is
though
ben-nie
Jean, thy
thy beau-ty
face,
E?3=d3
?-^h-^
Nor shape
that
and
ad
wauk
-*7^ -1dig-
mire;
do
Al-
sire.
3|gjig^fej
Hi
Some -thing
in
il -
ka
part
o' thee,
To
me,
Still
praise,
to
BRUISE
Kae mair
as
is
thy
Put
find;
3=f=f1=^5:
jtzsat
dear
love,
form
to
Content
dear
am
I, if
But happiness
And
thy
er
to thee
For thee
rnSi
90
ON A BANK OF FLOWERS.
On
dress'cl;
The
mm'
0\
j-9-r-
When
A
bank
offiow'rs, in
a s
r r
summer
summer
day, For
and sleep
light
op
1/
- prcss'd.
L^rr rf-fcfl^gp
^= r-
the wood,
Who
for
'^3-\
her fa-vour
V
r,/
'
oft
had sued; He
s*
gaz'd,
he wish'd, he
fear'd
The springing
he stole;
lie blmh'd,
flics
On
So Nelly
Away
affrighted springs;
he
stood,
07
But Willie
folWd,as
lie
should
and good.
all
j&-jf 9-Th
*
-en-
^s
tliree
the
=Jfc
night
Down
lows,
be
fa
- lie
al
- yor.t
Whase
now
glen. It's
cock
true good
good
lows
Graham and
noble Gordon,
brave is coining;
Cameron, Macgregor, and Logan,
There's
Wf
And
a' their
Highlandmen.
ecc.
is
warmest;
&a
is
at
daw'ing, But
craw
zi-^i
a
ing
ZjSZ
3^EdE
Down
There's
Se^
:fc=:
fel -
the day
best
And Lindsay
fel - lows,
al
=*=!=
yon
m^mm
=^zq:
if
'^=&
-p-
g=*E
fel -
- ing,
tt=s=&
Wil
f d
-~:
ere
fel -
yont
brave
3*
yon
glen.
:J$
And
loy-
93
KACPHERSON'S FAEEWELL.
Air, "ILlcphbbsok's Bast.*'
t_zN-
Fare
- -well
he
not
On
long,
yon
des
der
tin - ie;
gal
lows
Mac-
tree.
*-Sae
rant-ing
play'd a
spring,
wan-ton
sac
- ly,
and dane'd
what
is
On mony
dan-ton
Sae
- ly,
"ft*'
***
E;
it
round,
Be
=^
L
-
gaed he
ly
neath the
Now
And
May
The wretch
his
name,
^=
He
e--
; ;
;;
99
in
where
will venture in
love
daurna weel be
it
But
IN.
seen;
love
down yon
will
liv
er
will
venture
rove,
rail.
m 9
j # zfi_i
mangthe woods sae green, And
The primrose
to
a'
^ ^
pu'
sie
to
my
am
year
emblem o* my dear
For she's the pink o' womankind, and blooms without a
And a' to be a posie for my ain dear May.
And
l_^_ g _,
:_g
po
peer
when Phoebus
peeps in view,
her sweet, bonnie mou'
Ihe hyacinth's for constancy, wi' its unchanging blue;
And a' to be a posie to my ain dear May.
I'll
For
it's
like a
baumy
kiss
o'
The
lily it is pure,
And
in her lovely
The
And
a' to
be a posie to
The hawthorn I
Where,
my
ain dear
an aged man,
May.
o'
siller-gray,
it
I'll tie
And
I'll
And
this will
be a posie to
my
ain dear
May.
dear May.
100
Dumfries,
who
LO'E DEAB.
Weitt-n by Buess.
Barns ever wrote, was addressed
List
Lcwars of
to Miss Jessie
_:hbed.
Tenderly.
A
II ..
IBI
-ei- g ZZlg
.:;
Thou
e'r- M
sweet
art
-4-
-S
the
as
.-
a-
smile
when
v-n
-....
.
.
v-
*~r
N
ane
bo
And
meet,
kof - er3
lo'e
*^
*-=-S
-N
e*0
-0:
ing
ven
de
spair
Al
- sie.
ing,
=vT
hope
Tis
is
Than
be
S^E
sweet
er
for
=?s=rn
*^~
tfcee
Jes
tear,
3=^
=P^
aught in
world
the
he
- side,
Jes
- sie,
For then I
am
I guess
I
fell
THOUGH
cruel fate 5-hould bid us part,
f^r's the r cle and line,
>.
Her
'Gainst fortune's
CUTJEL FATE.
gh mountains frown and deserts howl
oceans roar between
Yet, dearer than my deathle s soul,
.1 wou!d love my Jean.
And
Di WT FLOWERS,
"Dauti Datdl"
n -
p *
-"
.
^j
*fr-*
i
Mit
d-f]
,m
The
e:5
lo
*^~
~
^tf
cT
_^-
# K
-;..-.
crys-tal
_..
"
s.
^-f-r
.
9 f
il
Kenl
.:_ -#-*-:
wT
'ring
-^ZftZZ -m
_^
^~~
mer
In
-ry
=3-2
^_=:
_a
nrjf
wi
wan-aer
round
es
p>1
^:
us
ei ::tzz
TfTf
^g:
Dar-ifi
VI
il
pi
i'-j j
PLV ^f=
l=-5i
j j
enbow'rs;
j
'
se_
13.
_ n **
A 1W
'
%J
1. .^
d s
Dain -:y
3 Q
Nw
:--:;
i=3E=i
^2H
There
rn spend
^= j~g~
Hie
Wba
al
Then thi
To meet
.
fare
[ a vie-
in
When
1*11 fiee
to his
arms
And
that's
my
11.
I lo'c
dainty Davie,
::.:.
...
^_
_*,
ti
laia
rj
102
IASS.
This song was written for Johnson's "Museum." "The Cordwainer's March " may be called
the "gathering tune" of the ancient and honourable fraternity of sutors, and was usually played
at their annual procession on St. Crispin's day. The last great procession of the craft t~>ok place
in Edinburgh, about forty years ago. Mr. Sawers, bootmaker, of that city, swayed the regal
sceptre on the occasion.
Moderate.
~W-
in mine,
thy
lay
IS
E^-^i
swear on
lass,
=P
mine,
lass,
^:
afccfc
r" **
a & *
H
*/f
* ki
0-'9
mine,
lass,
jrrjra-jc
MFg--E-g=E-l
w=%=\m
my
be
ain.
&
p-
U
'/
bounded sway, He
aft
" \
/
p
And
lass,
L#
lr
has wrought
"
U
/
me meik
le
[-*
[L r
wae;
But
u>
il
R *J
4*3*
now he
a
I
]/
*f
TT
is
my
rail.
^st^ifw^f&m^ypirrM
dead
mine,
ly
lass,
fae,
Un
lessthou'ltbe
my
ain.
F=t=
TTymy
in mine, lass,
mony
my rest,
LOUIS,
Louis,
what reck
in mine, lass, In
by
WHAT RECK
thee,
ain.
'>$\
Ias3,
BY THEF.
my love her law,
her breast enthrone me,
nations, swith awa'
And
in
Kings and
lieif randies, I
disown ye.
103
INVERNESS.
G'
Burns has very successfully imitated the old ballad style in this pathetic song. (The first half
stanza is old.) "The fatal battle of Culloden, or Drummossie muir, was fought on the 16th of
April, 1746. The air, composed by James Oswald, was published in the "Caledonian Pocket
Companion,"
1759.
-^53:
The
love
ly
In
lass o'
ver
ness,
Nae joy
^mm^mm^
d&-
see;
-5-P-
- sie
muir,
Drum
las!
crie?,
giIt^S^^
Drummos
*=-.*-,pc
eS3e
mos
- sie
day,
the
my
fa - ther dear,
wae
z=f>TZ iflzrj
- fu'
day
My
fa - ther
it
That ever
Now wae to
lies
to
bretn
me, For
TH
woman's
e'e.
HEB FLOWING
Her flowing
wing,
Adown her neck and bosom hing
How sweet unto that breast to cling,
And round that neck entwine her
locks, the raven's
LOCK?.
Her
Oh
what a
A crimson still
celestial hue,
diviner.
l-U
ren three.
blest a
thee,
was
^__J
and
dear
And by them
T-
she
&
saut
=S_
lost
can
pleasure
rpfefT
And aye
^-1
nor
; :
m
Okaigie-bukn WOOD.
"Cridjrie-bnrn weod is situated on the banks of the river Moffat, about three miles from the
Tillage of that name. The woods of Craigie-burn and Putncrieff were at one time favourite haunts
of Burns. It was there he met the 'Lassie wi' the lint- white locks,' and there he conceived
several of his beautiful lyrics." I)r. Curne.
..
gSSs
With expression.
the
pride
o'
springs re
fe^g
see
Can
turn
wea
ry
me
nocht but
&
bo
som
wringing
my
"The
The
fickle fair
Thy
But
Around
langer.
sor-row.
'tf
it
wm
yield
mts'n
Oh
ashamed
And
before thee
art mellow,
105
Air,
this pathetic lamentation was written for the " Museum," and appeared in the fifth volume of
that work. Allan Cunningham and Hogg wrote additional verses, out we prefer giving the song
as it came from the pen of Burns. The rine tune to which it is adapted, Burns obtained from ;t
lady in the north of Scotland. ''The unrelenting cruelties of the Duke of Cumberland spared
neither age, sex, nor condition and Scotland for a while realized the prophecy of Peden, which
foretold that the time was nigh when her people might ride fifty miles among her hills and
valleys, and not find a reeking house, nor hear a crawing cock." Jucobite Minstrelsy.
;
u
ff
Mournfully.
rr-<*
Oh,
rie
am come
Without a
to
the
penny
in
j=g=gn
low
my
had a
purse,
It
For there
countrie,
To
r,
Och
buy
r_g_p
on,
meal
may
cch
o* a'
on,
\joch-
to
the clan,
I repine
Sae
far, to set
cam' at
us free
last,
My
And
my
heart
SWEETEST MAY.
Sweetest May, let love inspire thee
Take a heart which he desires thee;
As thy constant slave regard it
For
its faith
it.
it.
106
THE PLOUGHMAN.
Lively*
m S
.
rj/
/L_ p
o ^
"
,
em
vU
e/
p
^
garfl
U
.A
(n
"P
f
tJ
*
r
/
ters
knit
A
i
In
,\)
K
*
"
U
^
i/
'
fc
J^
low
a
*
s
i\
a'
up
wi't now,
^
J
Then
re
my
do
ken,
And
I will
my
And
my
hey
my
mer
e'en,
ploughman's bed,
early.
legs,
buckles glancin',
guid blue bonnet on his head,
And O but he was handsome.
up, &c.
&
F)
Then
blue,
'**
'
'"1/
a
i
is
ploughman's hose,
siller
it
^00
And
r
I
\
r
t*
Com - mend me
I ha'e
His
true, jo;
jo.
0*0
up, &c.
cheer
net
make
er
comes hame at
He's aften wat and weary
Cast off the wat, put on the dry,
And gae to bed, my deary.
(And)
'
u
Ir
bon
'
My ploughman he
Then
ev
is
\
P
-A-
1^
knee, His
his
\ N
r
J
mind
His
'
be
lad,
rr 5*1
^=^es=
f)
=i=p
v-
to
'
ry ploughman
O'
the plough-man.
;;
107
my
never gat
Till I
coggie
YESTEEEN
HAD A PINT
pint
h^
F-i
treen lay
on
i-j
breast
this
WINE.
0'
"Bank3 of Banna."
Air,
fu',
o'
wine,
o'
-A
mine The
den locks
wil -der-ness,
Re
joic-ing o'er
3
z
nae - thing
to
hin
the
ny
bliss,
Ye monarchs,
Up
on the
lips
and west,
My
transports wi'
my
Anna.
a';
his
An
o'
hun-gry Jew in
LSE|E|&g=El
-J
tQ^^
==
The
saw na Yes-
==
:rtat=
man
na.
na,
Was
103
AiRt
jo Janet."
LivtJp.
z=$
'Husband,
Though
am
your wed
3=33
ded
strife,
wife,
Nor
Yet
long
am
of
two
must
Z
Is
11
it
man
wo
or
man,
"
ly
your
rave,
slave,
Nan
cy;
cy?
it
must,
trust in
Heaven,
sir,
wed
aoither like
my
dear,
Nancv, Nancv;
My
spouse
hope and
Nancy, Nancy
I will
Then
3.
I'll
IS
sir."
"
I be, so bereft,
Nancy, Nancy;
Yet I'll try to make a shift,
My spouse Nancy."
41
Nan
sir;
When you
good-bye allegiance."
" Well,
My
say,
so,
cy,
=S=t
And
not
Nan
still
If
id
sa^==
=
e3E
One
er
spouse Nancy."
100
Burns sent
am
the air
my
of
.^
With feeling.
g)?
* J
was
ar C
she,
and
mm
Yon rosebuds
j'
i
v^trv
thorny path
How
vow They
- er's
fair
o' care.
o*
i^^ErH-S'rj^H
e
pure,
amang
en-m
witness'd
But
BE
v-
their
in
sun.
-J
lov
haunt
rf-pEteg^
All in
Amid
y
'
morning dew,
the
in
was the
er
yon
nio
bon
shade
yestreen.
And
I the warld,
Its joys
and
my
me
seizes,
The
The
birdies dowie
moaning,
be blvthely singing,
And every flower be springing.
Sae I'll rejoice the lee-lang day,
Shall
a'
When by
My
his
mighty warden,
And
110
BANNOCKS
Ain,
0'
"Ths
BEAR MEAL
Killogie."
Lively.
bar
ley
Here's to
the
High-land-man's
ban-nocks
at the sign
$1
Wha
Wba
HERE'S
Ilere's a bottle
and an honest
What wad ye
Wha
wish
What
his share
Then catch
friend
for mair,
life
may
may
be
man?
end,
o' care,
man?
And comes na
is
shy,
bar
ley.
;;
Ill
This fine song was written in honour of Miss Janet Miller of Dalswinton. The air to which it
adapted is the first part of a strathspey, called "The Souter's dochter," printed in Breniner*s
collection, 17G4.
^
-JP&-
Tenderly.
N-
=#=
thou
Wilt
i
i
:p
-^
-ySEfEESfcK
my
he
dearie
ZN=1-
thou
let
By
the treasures of
my
that
on
ly
thou,
swear
refuse
and
vow
my
my
bosom
fire,
And
When
my
be
my
me quickly dee,
Trusting that thou lo'es me.
fated to despair
Yet
in
dearie.
^3 ^
Lassie, let
it
he
ain,
me
ever
ver
Shall
me
Say na thouTt
love
l^zzpSz
:3=ES:
a=
On -ly
Or,
=
the
soul, That's
thou Shall
^4f=?C
i
w
heart,
^zzjfcgt
UfcZ*!*:
bear thee
gentle
-J^^?.w=l
=P^=
:tP&=P=
-^= w-
sor -
-#
"3 wilt
When
112
POORTITH
CATJLD.
^^
Sloivly.
3=#
O
poor
- tith
*3=t
rest - less
cauld, an'
Yet
3-0;
poortith
could for
a'
my
wreck
peace be-
Wfr >-rt
iattJLJ GHt'>
tween
Yc
love,
- gi'e,
And
'twere
na
for
my
-a-o-
Jeanie.
0,
hb
why
=P=P
EE
why
should fate
sae sweet
sic
*-#-
rlow'r
as
love
Her
talks of rank
and
O wha
on
sic
O wha
An sae
in love as I
am ?
O, why, &c.
ITow
0, why,
pend
An'
How
But
She
De
humble
blest the
cottar's fata,
He
fashion.
&c
TIBBIE DUNBAR.
Air,
"JomrHlE M'Gill;"
or,
"Come under my
Plaidie."
Dunbar ?
wilt thou go wi' me, sweet Tibbie Dunbar?
Wilt thou ride on a horse, or be drawn on a car,
Or walk by my side,
sweet Tibbie Dunbar?
wilt thou go wi' me, sweet Tibbie
1
I
13 ut
pSp
1st Voice.
for this
work by A. Hume.
/-
feeling.
3sz$=Zf=r_
-i
boat
ar
- rive,
P^=i-
dar-ling
rny
of
2d Voice.
^z-h-7 ^jP^^^feg
Be-hold the hour, the boat ar-rire, Thou
heart
Ah
go-est,
fc:
thou darling
^^^E^^^^^
heart
Ah
ff
J
*
if
s -i
g>
'
I'll
oft -
en
3 !
-*4
i^*
survive
-_u_s
i*
y_
~-
oft -
en
=2
(H
here
rra
Yon
dis
took
fare-well,
There
s^^=
isle will
oft
-en
hail; E'en
-*-
-ft-
'
tant
!a - test
^^
the
,1
isle will
oft
-en
^
hail;
E'en
ZZ
last
last
mark'd her
van-ish'd
sail.
van-ish'd
sail.
z^zz^^S
:zt=fc
here
-^5=^
t _k
9=25
the
r*g-
:5=
we must part.
Yon dis-tant
^T=r
-r-r
took
fate
ira"^:
we must part.
M M
t^-^
3=
I'll
But
my
of
fere-well,
There
la
test
mark'd her
I'll say,
thro'
tell
18
E5=
=3
=5=^3=
-^
can
ye bloom sae
Ye
o'
ben
nie Doon,
How
can
ye
and
fair?
How
can
ye
sae
2j
hg.
fair?
wea
How
^~=\
ye
can
ry
fir
war-bling
wea
bird,
ry
fu'
That
wan
--
war-bling
wan
That
<*,
fe
lit
=L=^=
g:
my
=F5=!s
me
o'
do
part
cd
joys,
De
minds
me
o'
de
part
ed
Joys,
De
my
flow'
^
flow'
heart, thou
ry thorn; Thou
^"71
!*
part
ed
nc
cd
ne
ry thorn; Thou
na
ver
ver
to
re
to
re
ra
-
turn.
^=j=
LZ|5i
rart
f*
S^H
3s=-^=
~F
heart, thou
p^EJ^=a=gj=3^
minds
-t
-i*
And
birds,
tie
F~
Thou'lt break
^-
o)^
Thoa'lt break
'
bird,
PP
^
ii
care.
o*
And
birds,
tie
-iE^^=g^Bi=
(M *-
H-
ye
"
care.
o'
chant,
---g
ac
lit
bloom sae
tv
"]
ye
chant,
and
fresh
N^e
Ye
bon
U-*
u._
o*
fresh
J4-*
r*zre
?^-
U-S
Hum*
work by A.
for this
With feeling.
1st Voice.
BONNIE DOON.
0'
Arranged
Miller.
turn.
>
10
Oft hae I rov'd
To
by bonnie Doon,
sang
And my
But ah
he
TES BBAES
Andante
my
rose,
left
(V
BALLGGEOTLE,
affttuoso.
wild-woods'
e-choes
Low
rang, Fare
in
Again
Ye
rial
-loch
myle.
20
MY
In moderate
time.
mei
o'
jew
tree,
my
kin
kle thinks
But
lit
has charms
el
It's
for
my
lure
o'
- tie
thinks
my
for
the
him.
my bcau-ty, And
It's
hin-ney
luve
a'
ken brawlie,
for
mei-kle thinks my
ap
the
pie
he'll
cher
ish
the
He
can
na
hae luve
bee;
My
he'll
My
luve
toch-er's
nour
Ish
lad-die's
the
the
sae
g^^^^JH
mei-kle
Tour
proffer
My
But
in
o'
lovewi' the
hive's
sil-ler,
an arle-penny,
for
me.
an' ye be crafty, I
to spare
Sill
f
But Yarrow
Ye wan-der through
*=3ut=iz
braes, nor Ettrick shaws,
Can match
the blooming
&?:
the lads
-1
o'
+-t
hea-therj
3S ^
21
And
secret ane,
him
lo'e
better;
I'll
The
Although
It ne'er
That
was wealth,
ne'er
it
was wealth,
mutual
bliss o'
love,
I'M
OWRE YOUNO
TO
MARRY
YET.
Lively.
will
lads,
That ye
for
me maun
tar
I'll
For I'm,
&c
Sir
22
DTJET-THOTJ AET
Arranged by A. Hume.
With feeling.
Treble.
Thou
<
gane
art
tgb^^=j
a
P P
P-ii
wa*,
6 -
-*
_3
TiaF fcr
gane
thou art
wa',
Thou
art
'J~^ J^
-^
yt,
gane
could
make
wa'
'^"r-~f
',
;-+_ju-
g' =&=-
*V
i^
m-.f
thee
me,
frae
stay,
._+*
Thou hast
*)*=-Pt=a=-Sf *f
t=
*---*-
a?Ala
cheat
f'
f-4
ryl
cd
P'"t"
Uj
j
Nor
*^
friends
them
-#--ptf-pr-
***
-^t=
*tJ
nor
and
"a
!-:
^ ^
I
me,
==^
=^-r ^i
!
di
-
could
^=&-
al - ter
thee,
Ma
ry;
Thou'rt
-*
still
=PP3C
-(
the
mis -tress
fr=W~-
of
-M-fap
Wha
Nae maid
love.
I'm
sure,
And my
heart
it
first
I forgive,
stounds with an
I'll
Thy wrongs
to
Mary
of this be sure,
Since you've been false to me, Mary,
For all the world I'd not endure
Half what I've done for thee, Mary
lichtly
BONNIE
like thee,
So then
Nor
false,
woo
Mary;
True
I
; !
WEE
guish,
farewell
THING.
Lest
my
wee thing be
na
mine.
part of the music, and commence the following stanzas with the
second part:]
my jewel
should
tino.
24
DUT:-AE FOND
WE
AND THEN
KISS,
SEVEfc.
Arranged by A. Hume.
Adagio-
1st Voice.
ev
Deep
er;
in
heart-wrung tears
I'll
Deep
I SE *=
heart-wrung tears
in
I'll
a-
I'll
l*
wage
thee.
Who
and groans
Til
wage
thee.
Who
im
>
giCf
for
say
for
shall
that
m
1
While the
O
TS
star
of
hope she
ft
h
-P
-vWhile the
Sfc=te
Itar
^H
=t=
lights
li^hia
of
him?
she
leaves
fu
h
s
f t2^z=^
r~
ts
tT^
~t"
hope
_:
him?
Me,
_^_*
ra=
me.
Ae fond
me Dark
me.
Ae
despair
a-round be -nights
tv.in
fui)d
A
kiss.
kiss.
kle
-
vZZ-jv
:^=3T
gzzz^ j ?=^
'
$ir~-
leaves
(-=
F*.
War-ring sighs
pledge thee,
eg
"
and groans
War-ring sighs
pledge thee,
"jr-
k!e
my
my Nancy
marked
SOOTS
WHA
partial fancy,
resist
! ! !
! ;
HA'E
[ ],
WT WALLACE
BLED.
Air, " Hey, tuttie, tattie."
Scots,
Wei
wha
hae
wi'
come
to
your
the
day
an'
go
ry
See
Wha will
Wha will
ap-proach proud
af
led
bat
of
front
sla
your sons in
!=
lour
tie
ve
and pains,
servile chains,
But they
Lay
ten
to
oppression's woes
We
Ep-E
the
By
By
vie
to
1 5= $
See
Bruce has
be a traitor knave ?
a coward's grave?
"Wha sae base as be a slave?
Let him turn and flee
Wha, for Scotland's king and law,
Freedom's sword will strongly draw,
Freeman stand, or freeman fa',
Let him follow me
fill
Or
bed,
Now's
wham
shall be free.
Tyrants
every foe
Liberty's in every blow
Let us do or die
fall in
26
MY
Now
i
w-
in
*-
NANNIE'S AWA\
that
^_
*S
But
to
Nannie's
^
de
it's
light
tens
the
wel - come
my
de-light-less,
it's
=33=
lis -
S^Spi
me
to
3S
TF
And
bleat
w
il
- rays,
EpE
lambkins
ar
in
7
a - wa\
?=!=
- less,
my
wa\
Nannie's
And
Give over
And
The
me
my Nannie's awa'.
-\
fe*
rat-tlin*,
&-
his
iid-dle
roar
- in'
\/-
beheld
Wil-lie,
prq=g E
the
fair,
An'
for
to
sell
|L -
to
ther
ing
wi'
his
fid-die,
The
iHHiHgi^lIip^glB
saut tear blTn't
his e'e
And
rat
- tlin',
welcome hame
to
me.
As I cam' by
JOCKEY'S TA'EN
A
Crochallan
Was
yon boord-en'
yon boord-en',
guid companie
sittin' at
Sittin' at
And amang
Ye're welcome
THE PAIRTIN'
name
to
me.
KISS.
little lively.
4
Jock-ey's ta'en the part
m
$
in'
<jH-
tf
O'er the
moun - tains
Nought but
griefs with
kiss,
he
gane;
is
=P=^i
=te
And
Spare
with him
my
is
love,
ye
a'
my
winds
that
Lliss,
blaw,
Plash-y
sleets
and
me
re
main.
fceat-ing rain*
i^P
Spare
my
love,
thou
fcath'
ry
snaw, Drift- in g
o'er
of ev'ning creep
gladsome e'e,
he sleep,
Sweetly blythe his wauk'ning be.
He will think on her he loves,
Fondly he'll repeat her name;
For where'er he distant roves
Jockey's heart is still at hame.
O'er the day's
Sound and
safely
fair,
may
the
fro -
zen plain.
23
JOHN ANDERSON, MY
First
and
last
JO.
Stanzas by Burns.
John
An
der
quent,
But
snaw,
my jo,
And
you,
Sae
amang
ra
your
When
ven,
beld, John,
is
fros
Your
bon
Your
locks
pow, John
ty
we
An
John Anderson,
John,
were
der
brow
nie
are
like
my
my jo,
ac-
first
son,
was
the
jo.
John,
We
When
John,
jo,
the
like
brent;
John Anderson,
my
son,
But hand
And
John Anderson,
CA'D
my jo.
HER MEG.
Lively.
There was
lass,
And
she
to
spin; There
f=r f-e-4-1
Tlic
moor was
drcigli,
and
r-g- fr
v,i'
the
rock
she
IHHI
aye
si le
shook
the
E-
tern- per
For
m
pirn
; ;
29
As
o'er the
My
heart
is
sair,
daur - na
-5
could
Oh
n
wake a
hon,
for
win
ter
some -bo
poco
**
=*= c
I
=f=
V
could range
'
the world
My
For
hey,
bo
For
some
bo
bo
dy.
^7\
7^
..
dy
dy!
IB
-jg;
..
the sake
mm
some
o'
for
-k
round,
sake
Ye powers
some
pat tm-po.
/C\
53-
for
sair
is
the
Oh
dyl
heart
^EEEEE
night,
rail.
tell,
<^_
S0ME30LY.
0'
g
o*
.g
some -bo
dyl
'
30
bon
There grows a
nie
brier bush
^i=5SE
blossoms
loy
- al
our
in
o't
Hieland lads
kail
And
las-ses
'
lo'e
kail-yard ;
wee
yard ; Like
the
our
in
And
1_
white are
bit
the
BiB_
our
for
kail
our
yard.
HA'E A WIFE
0'
MY
AIN.
Lively.
fm^f=^=*=m
I
I'll
ha'e
tak'
cuck
wife
old
ha'e
pen
o'
my
frae Dane,
E
-
ny
ain,
I'll
to
spend,
I'll
par
gi'e
cuck
take wi'
old
to
nae
nae
h
-
bo
- fly
bo
fly.
w^mm
There, thanks
to
nae
bo
fly;
31
lend,
to
I'm naebody's
tor
I'll
frae
nae
bo
dv
lord,
I'll
be slave to naebody
1 ha'e a guid braids word,
I'll
I'll
I'll tak'
row
AFTON WATER.
Music by A. Hums.
fes^^ftf-Ez^
mong
^i
f^^^^fe^^
sing
thee
mur-mur - ing
song
thy
stream, Flow
gent
praise
- ly,
My
S=
Ma - ry's
sweet Af-ton,
dis - turb
- sleep
not
cres.
ho
ec
the
thro'
cadenza ad lib.
sounds
rail.
yon thorn
den.
by
I'll
thy
her dream.
^^fc
etat
Thou stock-dove whose
thy
Ye
glen,
a tempo.
Thou
green crested
my
slum
ber
My
Mary's asleep
Flow
braes,
theme of my lays
by thy murmuring stream,
ing
fair.
32
MARY MORISON.
^4
J
gEgg^^
Ma-iy,
smiles and
How
glan
ces
let
me
be,
see,
mm
glad - ly
the
wad
rich
re -
It
ward
The
I sigh'd,
a',
mak' the mi
cure,
ry
slave frae
Mary
witch
ln%
to sun,
Could
ly
Ma
ry
Mor
- i -
son.
Wha
be
sun
=S--+-H^
love
E'E
WAS MY
Sloivly.
the
trea-sure poor.
tt="
wea
'Twas
- ser's
^3E
A
=^
se
is
That
'TWAS
=^=+==i
J.J
thy win-dow
at
^F&
TS=
sweety
stown
glance
RUIN.
113
MY EARLY WALK.
A ROSEBUD BY
Written by Burns.
The beautiful melody to which these verses are set, seems to he merely a modern version of an
old air called "The Shepherd's Wife." This sons was written in compliment to Miss Jeanie
Cruickshanks, daughter of Mr. William Cruickshanks, one of the masters of the High School,
Edinburgh, an intimate friend of the poet.
_
Tenderly.
f-
v-9
ly
walk,
s~ s
_^
ri
I^Z^I
rosebud by
my
ear
dfc
fb
down
h-i
corn
p~ --r-r-
in
ed
clos -
b-S5~ -h an
mmmm^m^^mmfbawk,
Sae
tfc:
*c*i
spread,
0'
little
dawn
are
And drooping
rich
dew-y
the
its
son
glo
ry
^W~-?zw=i-
33*
-r,
head,
It
bird,
morn-ing.
young Jeanie
fair,
crim
morn-ins
On
Amang
a*
So thou, dear
nest,
The dew
The
In
fled,
dew - y
on
Ail
EtEE
She soon
stalk,
^m&
fete
thor-ny
its
wood
Awake
FRAGMENT.
Aid,
Why, why
tell
thy
Bliss he never
Oh why,
lover,
must enjoy
lie
114
3
Sleep'st thou, or
morn now
wak'st
thou,
his
lifts
eye,
Numb-
bud
'ring
-p-
Wa
ture
- ters
wi'
the
tears
Now
joy.
And by
the reeking
floods,
Wild
^^i
EEp
woods,
which
na-ture's tenants
freely,
glad
ly
to the
rail
EE
sky, As-cends wi' songs
o'
joy,
rise
When
'Tis
my
through
sullen
sky
ravish'd sight,
my
very heart
joy.
and
;:
115
THE LEA
RIG.
"When
bughtin' time
is
my
near,
And
jo;
ifczziow
sen
frae
Down by
the
furrow'd
fiel
Re
turn
meet thee
In mirkest
glen, at
rig,
My
midnight hour,
dew
If
are
hang-in g
kind
ain
The hunter
To
and
dowf
sae
rouse
lo'es
tlie
-wear
0.
- y,
my
is
clear,
ar,
dear
jo
I'll
0.
y,
mountain
deer,
my jo
my jo.
me
It
LOGAN WATER.
Within yon milk-white hawthorn bush,
Amang
And
While
my
dear lad
faes,
The
The
hum
My
bees
flow'rs
While
Logan
braes.
her nestlings
sits
the thrush
;:
116
WHEN
WAS BLAWIN'
JANUAR' WIND
CAULD.
Moderate.
WP5
^==T5- -9-9-*
Ek
When
ttjj
Januar' wind
P ^S
MUVMvm&p*
was
As
to the north I
me
did
en-fauld,
knew
where
na*
And
Her
father's
humble
cot to share.
A finer form
Than
hers that
made
Upon
I
I clasp'd
The
Ye aye
sail
took
my way; The
EeES3
&e&ez$
"frf?.
t-=*
f+-
mirk-some night
blawin' cauld,
to
me.
to
lod^e
till
day.
117
RO CHURCHMAN AM
"The lazy
Air,
jj,
1.
mist."
Lively,
V
H1-- - 3- i--^
-^- a- -Y-&A ?h
zfczjdij g e g
:
p^
No churchman am
^=P5
or to
plot
fight;
rail
and
No statesman nor
to write,
soldier
to
~
Tl I7J^l~ir^~r,l:-y-M
3^
to
for
h-F-i
No
sly
man
of bus'ness con
triv
=M~f-r-i -i-r-*l
$ ^ H
1
give
whole of
him
his
bow
=**
^totrf:
my
peer
care.
dont
ver
so
low,
But
ei^i^i^^s
And
my
letter
stairs
With
For a big-bellied
f-l^gU4j_jg
en-vy,
bottle's a
heaven of
care.
113
THE LASS
BALLOCHMYLE.
0'
farewell to Banff."
With expression.
33
*T\vas even, the
dew
wan
fields
3S
=ft=
zephyr
=^;=s=
l=5r^-^B
t--:zi>=z\
->P=
And
^^g SESKE
bore
fra -
its
:jcr-g=p:
In
ev-'ry
glen
the
ma
.,
na
gf
ture
grant
sweets a
lang.
*=*=*={
V*? :&==
list'ning
M^^^^^^^^^^M
^
i^-L -^
***
eept
With
where green-wood
careless step I
My
When
onward
choes rang,
IV
Ballochmyle.
o'
And
the braes
strayed,
Fair
A-mang
Then
pride
slipp'ry steep,
o'
Ballochmyle.
;!
119
Music
will he found
adapted
arranged
[dale;
But Peggy,
Thick
The sky
[care
No
I dared,
could
it
12.
I rove at
fair,
when
Page
'
To muse upon
And
Ilk care
When
this collection
My
to
Songs in
to other
flies
is
lice,
A king and
My fair, my lovely
charmer
; ;
;;
'
120
POWERS CELESTIAL!
Towers
celestial!
whose protection
MEXIE.
Tunc -"Johnny's grey breeks."
Again rejoicing nature sees
Her robe assume its vernal hues,
Her leafy locks wave in the breeze,
All freshly steeped in morning dews.
it's jet,
jet black,
and
like a
e'e?
hawk,
his team,
the tentie seedsman stalks
me's a weary dream,
dream of ane that never wauks.
WT joy
But
life
to
The wanton
Amang the
LOVELY DA VIES.
how
shall
I,
unskilfu', try
The
stately
And
every thing
And when
it
cheers
when
she appears,
Her smiles
Is in
My muse
but
I.
WT
When
blest
And owre
Each eye
is
The shepherd
Blithe
waukens by the
daisy's side,
sings on fluttering wings,
YOUNG
JESSIE,
o'
row,
And
the Yar[
A yr
And
sweet
is
the
lily at
evening close
;; ; :: ;
!;
121
STRATIIALLAN'S LAMENT.
Pair eliza.
success.
Thou
WILLIE
wad na
gi'e a
W ASTLE.
;
OH,
WERE
ON PARNASSUS'
Tune "My
in ilka "throe
She has an
mix
shalt
Oh, were
love
is lost
on Parnassus*
to
HILL.
me."
hill
And
write
how dear
love thee.
inspire
my
lay
By
by day,
hame,
Till
night,
a-field, at
my
last
Till then,
:;
122
Spicy
The
spoil;
my
When
ever gay,
Woods
my
Far
forests,
their power!
death, with grim control,
May seize my fleeting breath
But tearing Peggy from my soul
Must be a stronger death.
first I felt
And
The tyrant
Where waters
woods wave,
"Druimion Dubh."
Hope and
to
you
is
dear.
BONNIE CASTLE-GORDON.
Tune "Morag." Page
70.
me
Give
my
My
And
nights
o'
sleepless pain !
o' youtlafu' prime,
agaiu
FAIR.
; !!!
123
BONNIE ANN.
My
lady's white,
my lady's
red,
And
Ye
night,
And
In
a'
their
Beware
o'
MIST.
lived,
but
how much
hill,
lived in
Oh
live.
Tune" Gregg's
pipes."
My lord
My lord
a-hunting he
is
How lovely,
Could aught
Oh Mary, how
I love thee
feign a wounded heart
teach the lyre to languish
But what avails the pride of art,
When wastes the soul with anguish?
nane
And
Oh read
For well
gane,
How
May
dressed,
the west;
darkened,
My lady's
o'
life's
MY
my lady's
lassie that a
that's the lass to
Where royal
What
This
lady's dink,
The Thames
vain
How
My
have
wilderness.
Mary Ann
THE LAZY
lily in a
a',
How long
But the
Ye
Disdains
know thy
124
GLOOMY DECEMBER.
Time" Wandering
MEG
Tune "Oh
Page 5.
Ance mair I hail thee, thou gloomy December,
Ance mair I hail tliee wi' sorrow and care;
Sad was the parting thou makes me remember,
Parting wf Nancy, oh ne'er to meet mair.
Fond lovers parting is sweet painful pleasure,
Hope beaming mild on the soft parting hour;
But the dire feeling, oh farewell for ever,
Is anguish unmingled, and agony pure.
Wild as the winter now tearing the forest,
Willie."
Till
lie In
Such
THE MILL.
0'
The
The
The
is
The
Since
and
loving,
ing
tocher's nae
But
that
sae prevailing!
is fixed on a mailen
word
me my
gi'e
it is
On
I DID WANDER.
Tune "Tarn Glen." Page 13.
Adown winding Nith I did wander,
Adown winding
gilt
skies,
in green,
i'
'1
as they spring
did wander,
to sing.
wi'
my
fond fancy,
wild
artless, so simple, so
Thou emblem,
For she
And
Nith
muse and
CASSILLIS' BANKS.
Now bank and brae are claithed
to
CHORUS.
your belles and your beauties,
They never wi' her can compare
Whaever has met wi' my Philiis,
lias met wi' the queen o' the fair.
Awa
aboon.
And
Of Phillis
is
How
fair
But
fairer
It's
dew-drop
o'
diamond her
eye.
When
;:
;!
!:
12o
of Ruara's lament."
Down
By
Life,
Oh how
And
to
COME, LET
ME TAKE THEE TO MY
BREAST.
kail," or "
the night."
How
take thee to
my
Tune" Cauld
'."
dreary
Come,
BLYTHE HA'E
fortune be,
Gladly,
may
So kind
On
Load
in a shady walk,
BEEN ON YON
HILL.
let
is
me
And
Thus
and
play,
Heavy, heavy
is
34.
breast,
long and
Page
I'll
the task,
If she
Soon
maun be my
ON CHLORIS BEING
ILL.
dwelling.
0.
PHILLIS
Tune "Had
THE
FAIR.
Page
I a cave."
While
Is
soul's delight
wing,
Fanned the pure air,
Tasting the breathing spring,
Forth I did fare:
Gay the
my
16.
il-
ls
Oh
in pity hear
me
; :
;;
126
MY
CIILORIS,
HUNTING-SONG.
GROVES.
Mr
groves,
Chloris,
And
Tune" I
the
meadows were
The shepherd
The shepherd,
bells,
Auld Phoebus
love,
BY ALLAN STREAM
valley,
hill,
The
But
CHANCED TO
still
ROVE.
Tune "Allan Water."
By
How
the grove
or,
"Loch-
Erroch side."
Oh
Nor
Wha
kills
me
wi' disdaining.
mate unkind,
heard thee as the careless wind?
Oh! nought but lore and sorrow joined
Sic notes o' woe could wauken.
Say,
was thy
little
And
Thou
;;
127
my
lovely
A bonnie lass,
I will confess,
Is pleasant to the e'e
Nancy
To thy bosom
There
to
lay
my
Her reputation
And
heart.
Though
cere,
I die
complete,
May
with pleasure.
35-
CHORUS.
Fairest maid on Devon banks,
Crystal Devon, winding Devon,
Wilt'thou lay that frown aside
And smile as thou were wont to do?
Full well thou know'st I love thee dear;
Could'st thou to malice lend an ear?
Oh did not love exclaim, " Forbear
my
The dewy
is
without a flaw.
And
fair
It is
No
my
KILLIE.
Tune" Shawnboy."
of Cree.
Ye
HANDSOME NELL.*
Tune" I am
As bonnie
man unmarried,"
my
breast
o'er the
sovereign statute
is
order;
aim,
[tention
Within this dear mansion may wayward oonOr withered envy ne'er enter;
May secrecy round be the mystical bound,
.And brotherly love be the centre.
128
ora."
Oh,
me
me
gi'e
0!i, gi'e
stars in skies
And angry
may
disappear,
tempests gather,
CHORUS.
May
ha"'e
a joyful
morrow;
blows,
And
And
e'en
blessed.
when
this
[sessed
The brightest o' beauty may cloy, when posBut the sweet yellow darlings wi' Geordie
impressed,
[caressed.
MY LOVE
SHE'S
Tune "Lady
they're
My
My
Wha
The minister
And
NITIISD ALE'S
The
WELCOME HOME.
Are coming
And
And
set
them
a'
in order.
LEAVE NOVELS.
novels, ye Mauchline belles,
Ye're safer at your spinning-wheel
leave
The frank
steel
LOVE.
Frae the
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