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" Let's drink, and rant, and merry make,
And he that spares, ne'er mote he thee."
They ranted, drank, and merry made,
Till all his gold it waxed thinne ;
And then his friendes they slunk away ;
They left the unthrifty heir of Linne.
He had never a penny left in his purse,
Never a penny left but three ;
The tone was brass, the other was lead,
And tother it was white monie.
" Now well-a-way !" said the heir of Linne,
" Now well-a-way, and woe is me I
For when I was the Lord of Linne,
I never wanted gold nor fee.
But many a trusty friend have I,
And why should I feel dole or care ?
I'll borrow of them all by turnes,
So need I not be ever bare."
But one, I wis, was not at home,
Another had payd his gold away ;
Another called him thriftless loone.
And sharpely bade him wend his way.
" Now well-a-way I" said the heir of Linne,
" Now well-a-way, and woe is me I
For, when I had my lande so broad.
On me they lived richte merrilie.
To beg my bread from door to door,
I wis, it were a brenning shame :
To rob and steale it were a sinne :
To work my limbs I cannot frame.
" Let's drink, and rant, and merry make,
And he that spares, ne'er mote he thee."
They ranted, drank, and merry made,
Till all his gold it waxed thinne ;
And then his friendes they slunk away ;
They left the unthrifty heir of Linne.
He had never a penny left in his purse,
Never a penny left but three ;
The tone was brass, the other was lead,
And tother it was white monie.
" Now well-a-way !" said the heir of Linne,
" Now well-a-way, and woe is me I
For when I was the Lord of Linne,
I never wanted gold nor fee.
But many a trusty friend have I,
And why should I feel dole or care ?
I'll borrow of them all by turnes,
So need I not be ever bare."
But one, I wis, was not at home,
Another had payd his gold away ;
Another called him thriftless loone.
And sharpely bade him wend his way.
" Now well-a-way I" said the heir of Linne,
" Now well-a-way, and woe is me I
For, when I had my lande so broad.
On me they lived richte merrilie.
To beg my bread from door to door,
I wis, it were a brenning shame :
To rob and steale it were a sinne :
To work my limbs I cannot frame.
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Description | Scottish songs and music of the 18th and early 19th centuries, including music for the Highland bagpipe. These are selected items from the collection of John Glen (1833 to 1904). Also includes a few manuscripts, some treatises, and other books on the subject. |
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Description | The Glen Collection and the Inglis Collection represent mainly 18th and 19th century Scottish music, including Scottish songs. The collections of Berlioz and Verdi collected by bibliographer Cecil Hopkinson contain contemporary and later editions of the works of the two composers Berlioz and Verdi. |
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