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John Tamson's Cart
This ballad begins: 'Auld Jack Tamson rade hame frae the fair, / Late, late on o cauld winter night O! / He had toomed his three coggies, am mebbe ane mair, / Nae ferlie, his head it was light O! Below the title we are told that 'This Popular Song can always be had at the Poet's Box, 224 OVERGATE, DUNDEE', and at the foot of the sheet a mail order service for other publications is advertised. 'Toomed' means 'emptied', 'coggies' is a 'cog of beer' and 'ferlie' means 'wonder'.
Verse 1: 'Ye gentle muses that's nice in number, / I pray assist me to I explain, / The fate of love it has so induced me, / And by it's wounds my poor heart is slain.' This sheet was published by R. MacIntosh of 96 King Street, Calton, Glasgow. The woodcut at the top of the sheet shows a street entertainer playing musical instruments and making two puppets dance.
Verse 1: 'Ye gentle muses that's nine in number, / I pray assist me to I explain, / The fate of love it has so induced me, / And by it's wounds my poor heart is slain.' This broadside was published by Robert McIntosh of 9 King Street, Calton, in Glasgow. It is not dated.
Jolly School of Boys
This ballad begins: 'I am the member of a school / Where the master is a fool, / And all the pupil teachers are the same, / And for kicking up a noise, / They have called us the jolly boys'. It was published and distributed by the Poet's Box, and probably sold for one penny.
Verse 1: 'I'm Joseph Tuck. the tailor's son, / A poor but honest blade, sirs; / And for these five and twenty years, / A sorry life I've led, sirs, / But as I want some customers, / I'll tell you what my trade is; / I'm barber, blacksmith, parish-clerk, / And man midwife to the ladies. / Bow wow, &c'.
Judge Not a Man by His Clothing
Verse 1: 'Judge not a man by the cost of his clothing, / Unheeding the life-path he may pursue; / Or oft you'll admire a heart that needs loathing, / And fail to give honour where honour is due. / The palm may be hard, and fingers stiff jointed, / The coat may be tatter'd, the cheek worn with tears, / But greater than kings are labour's anointed, / And you can't judge a man by the coat that he wears.'
This political ballad begins: 'The juste milieu, the juste milieu, / From France imported neat and new, / Is now the rule on Britain's shore, / And homespun truth is prized no more! / Where once you saw the old true blue, / You now have got the juste milieu.' There are no publication details included on this sheet.
This ballad begins: 'Kathleen Mavourneen, the grey dawn is breaking, / The horn of the hunter is heard on the hill; / The lark from her light wing the bright due is shaking, / Kathleen Mavourneen! what slumbering still?' The publisher's name is printed on the sheet but only the surname, McIntosh, is legible. The place of publication is not included.
Verse 1: 'My love still I think I sae her once more; / But, alas! she has left me her loss to deplore, / My own little Kathleen, my poor little Kathleen, O.' This broadside was published by W.R. Walker of Royal Arcade, Newcastle, and sold by B. Stewart of Botchergate, Carlisle.
King James's Letter to the French King
This ballad begins: 'KInd Lewis, my friend, / Since Things goes no better, / Here is a kind Letter, / Which to you I send, / to lay down your Arms: / For my conquering Son, / Will quite over-run / your Kingdoms I fear.' A note below the title states that this ballad should be sung to the tune of 'Let Mary live long'.
King of the Cannibal Islands
This ballad begins: 'Oh, have you heard the news of late, / About a mighty king so great? / If you have not, 'tis in my pate--- / The King of the Cannibal Islands.' The sheet was originally published and sold in 1858 by the Poet's Box of St Andrew's Lane, Glasgow, but the address has been obscured and stamp for the Dundee Poet's Box put on the top left, indicating that Oates 'inherited' the sheet. The song is to be sung to the strangely-entitled air of 'Hokee pokee wonkee fum'.
Verse 1 begins: 'I sing of KING PIPPIN, the chief of his race, / The joy of the garden, the pride of the place -'. The text preceding this reads: 'Sung with unbounded applause by S-r T.D.L-r, Bart, at a late Whig Dinner. / TUNE - "Derry down"'. Parts of an 'Old Song' have been included at the bottom of the sheet, which was published by Butler of Edinburgh.
This ballad begins: 'You ask what makes this darkie weep, / Why he like othsrs was not gay, / What makes the tears flow down his cheek / From early morn till close of day.' The text preceeding it reads: 'PRICE ONE PENNY / This Popular Song can always be had the Poet's Box, 182 OVERGATE, DUNDEE.'
Knight Templar's dream and Killarney's lakes and fells
The first ballad begins: 'As Morpheus my sen'es in slumber did drown, / I dreamt I was climbing Horeb, a holy mound, / Where Moses was chosen Grand Master in love, / By the Great Architect, for the great lodge above.'
Knights of the Horn Order's Address to the Fruit Maids of Edinburgh
Verse 1: 'This Nations Sins are many fold / And Scotland has no name, / Since Honours cast in a new Mould, / And Chastities a Stain. / How Men and Weomen did behave, / I'le tell you Sir's the manner, / When Wallace and the Bruce did live, / And I was a Dame of Honour.'
This ballad begins: 'You married men and women give ear unto my song, / I'll tell you of a circumstance that will not keep you long; / I heard a man the other day, and he was savage as a Turk, / He was grumbling at his wife, saying she would ne'er work.' It was published by James Lindsay of 9 King Street, Glasgow, and includes a woodcut illustration of a woman sweeping a floor.
Lads That Were Reared Amang the Heather, Lothian Hairst, The Banks of Inverurie, and Twas in the Month of Sweet July
The first ballad begins: 'Our famed British regiments are faithful and brave, / And never were known to have ears'. The second ballad begins: 'On August twall frae Aiberdeen, / We sailed on board the Prince'. The third ballad begins: 'One day as I was walking, and as I did pass, / On the banks of Inverurie I met a bonnie lass'. The fourth ballad begins: ''Twas in the month of sweet July, / Before the sun had pierced the sky'.
Lady Ann's New Mill
This ballad begins: 'A Wake now Muse, and so Peruse / Thy self now in this bit of time / Help me to use and abuse / Some sense now in this piece of Ryme; / And so to Write, that no debate, / May after Threaten, Hurt or Kill.'
Lady's Answer, to the Sev'ral little Satyres on the Hoop'd Petticoats
This ballad begins: 'Provock'd at length by such unhumane Spite, / Such sordid Stuff, we're now compelled to write; / And who'd complain, when some so void of Sence, / Attempt to ridicule that sacred Fence . . . '
Lady's Version of Pretty Little Nell the Farmer's Daughter
Verse 1: Now I am not a fast young lady, / Nor do I lead a fashionable life, / For my father is a farmer / In a village down in Fife, / And I am his only daughter, / And he calls me pretty Nell, / And I am often seen with a pitcher, / Drawing water from the well.' The sheet does not contain any publication details, but a note beneath the title states that the song was 'Written and Composed expressly for Miss NELL MOONEY, by Mr James A. Kerr, Edinburgh.'
Laird of D--mm--e
The first verse reads: 'The Laird of D--mm--e he's gude and he's great, / He's ta'en up his head wi' affairs o' the state, / A Parliament-man he's determin'd to be, / O what wad ye think o' the Laird an M.P.' It was advertised as a new song to an old tune and was to be sung to 'The Laird of Cockpen'.
Lament for Dr Pritchard's Children
This lament begins: 'Oh, you kind hearted people think of Pritchard's children, / Who are five in number that are left to mourn / For the loss of their mother that reared them so tender, / And their grandmother too, who will never return.'
Lament of Macfarlane, Blackwood and Young
The first lament begins: 'EACH feeling heart pray lend an ear / Unto this mournful tale, / It will draw a tear of sympathy, / I'm sure it cannot fail ; / It's of three wretched criminals, / In prison now we lie, / For the murder of Alexander Boyd / We are condemned to die.'
Lament of Mr Taylor
The lament reads: 'As I was walking one evening of late, / A Reverend old man I chanced for to meet ; / His name was Michael Taylor I must let you know, / But his fate was overshadowed with great grief and woe.' Taylor's lament was 'For his wife and daughter, who were cruelly poisened by the daughters husband, / DR PRITCHARD, / who is now lying under sentence of death, in the Prison of Glasgow to be executed on the 28th July, 1865.'
Lamentation on the Loss of the Whittle
This ballad begins: 'My whittle's lost! yet I dinna ken; / Lat's ripe - lat's ripe my pouch again / Na! I ha'e turn'd ower a that's in'd, / But ne'er a whittle can I find'. 'Whittle' is a Scots word for a sharp knife, and 'ripe' is Scots for 'search'. There are no publication details given on this broadside.
Lamentations of McFarlane, Blackwood and Young
The lamentation begins: 'Come all you young people a warning take by us three, / We are unhappy creatures that are condemned to die, / All for that horrid murder that we have lately done. / On the body of Alexander Boyd on the twelfth day of June.' It was to be sung to the air, the 'Husband's Dream'. The text under the title informs the reader that the three accused were 'At present lying in Glasgow Jail, under the awful sentence of Death for the murder of / ALEXANDER BOYD, / In the New Vennel, Glasgow, on Sunday Morning, 12th June, 1853'.
Landing of Royal Charlie
Verse 1 begins: 'AROUSE! arouse! Ilk kilted clan, / Let High'land hearts lead on the van'. It was published by T.Birt of 10 Great St Andrews Street, London. A woodcut of the crest of the Prince of Wales has been included above the title.
Large Coal Shed
Verse 1: 'My name is Dennis Docherty, a well to old man, / And I try to rare my famely as dasen't as I can, / I am just a few years over, and some money I have made, / And now I am the master, of a large coal shed.' This sheet was printed by William Shephe4r
Lass o' Ballochmyle
This ballad begins: 'Fair is the morn in flowery May, / And sweet is night in autumn mild, / When roving through the garden gay, / Or wandering in the lonely wild; / But woman, nature's darling child, / There all her charms she does compile; / Even there her other works are foiled / By the bonnie lass o' Ballochmyle.' This ballad was published at 192 Overgate, Dundee, probably by the Poet's Box. It was to be sung to an 'original' tune, and was priced one penny.
Lass o' Glenshea
This ballad begins: 'On a bonny day when the heather was blooming, / And the silent hill humm'd with the sair laden bee; / I met a fair maiden as homeward I was riding, / A herding her sheep on the hills o' Glenshea.'