Scotland/Scots > Mill o' Tiftie's Annie, or, Andrew Lammie, the trumpeter of Fyvie

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It has been remarked by Mr. Jamieson that “ this
ballad is almost entirely without rhymes, as cadence in
the measure is all that seems aimed at; and the few
instances of rhyme that occur, appear to be rather
casual than intentional.” Though the present set is
not so faulty in this respect as in the copies which
came under Mr. Jamieson’s observation, it, as well as
the others, has another peculiarity deserving atten¬
tion, namely, the studied recurrence of rhyme in the
middle of 1st and 3rd lines of a great many of the
stanzas.
It may be stated, that the present set of the ballad
agrees with any recited copy which the Editor has
hitherto met with in the West Country.
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At Mill o’ Tiftie liv’d a man.
In the neighbourhood of Fyvie ;
He had a lovely daughter fair,
Was called bonnie Annie.
Her bloom was like the springing flower,
That salutes the rosy morning ;
With innocence, and graceful mein,
Her beauteous form adorning.
Lord Fyvie had a Trumpeter,
Whose name was Andrew Lammie ;
Who had the art to gain the heart
Of Mill o’ Tiftie’s Annie.
Proper he was, both young and gay,
His like was not in Fyvie ;
No one was there that could compare
With this same Andrew Lammie.
Lord Fyvie he rode by the door,
Where lived Tiftie’s Annie ;
His Trumpeter rode him before,
Even this same Andrew Lammie.
Her mother called her to the door,
“ Come here to me my Annie ;
Did you ever see a prettier man
Than this Trumpeter of Fyvie f”