Michigan Historical Reprint Series

Scottish Songs, Ballads, and Poems. Michigan Historical Reprint Series

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1855 edition. Excerpt: ...mill may weel stan' still, Has neither grist nor muter. toll Syne hares frae glens, an' fat muirhens, Are in the caldron boiling; While braxy hams, an' hieland drams, Weel pay us for our toiling. When gloaming still, creeps up the hill, The birns we set a-lowing; sticks Screw up the pegs, an' shake our legs, 'Till a' our hearts are glowing. Ilk girn an' line's inspeckit syne, snares An' gif we've no been lucky; The farmer's barn, afore the morn, May ablins lack a chucky. perhaps chicken But spoons a' made, an' fortunes spaed, told Wi' little left to fen' us; help We hoist our creels, take to our heels, panniers An' howff where less they ken us. haunt Nor stent or cess, our minds distress, "We're clear o' lords or gentry; In cove or glen, we make our den, An' a' the warld's our pantry. THE BATCHELOR'S ADVICE TO THE BOYS. Air, "I HAD A HORSE." It 's sad to see, the bauld an' slee, The lads anee bravely mettl'd; Gang douf an' donee, abont the house, dull quiet By wedlock's cantrips settl'd. colt But the free, the free, the cout that?s free, Nae tow nae tether ga's him; rope hoofs "While the halter'd brnte, maun gee his clnte, Just as his driver ca's him, drives Lord, see him there, wi? sich an' prayer, A fleeching some drest draigle; coaxing To come an3 keep his amery bare, cupboard Or daud him wi' the ladle. But the free, &c. Syne see him weary out his life, On weans, to keep an' clout them; Or fechting for a fractious wife, When ane can do without them. But the free, &c. Horn daft is he, wha greens to gie, fool A liferent to some gipsy; To clash wi' cronies owre her tea, talk scandai An? scauld ye whan ye're tipsey. But the free, &c. Gae hame an' tend the mill an' mow, Nor mair o' love be tanking, We've fools an' beggars' brats enew, Sae,...