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MINSTRELSY. 265
Friendless I lie, and friendless I gang,
I've nane but kind Heaven to tell o' my wrang.
" Thy auld arm," quo' Heaven, " canna strike
down the proud :
I will keep to mysel' the avenging thy blood."
THE LOVELY LASS OF INVERNESS.
There liv'd a lass in Inverness,
She was the pride of a' the town ;
Blythe as the lark on gowan tap,
When frae the nest it's newly flown.
.A t kirk she wan the auld folks' love,
At dance she wan the lads's een ;
She was the blythest o' the blythe,
At wooster-trystes or Hallowe'en.
As I came in by Inverness,
The simmer sun was sinking down ;
there I saw the weel-faur'd lass,
And she was greeting through the town.
The gray-hair'd men were a' i' the streets,
And auld dames crying, (sad to see !)
" The flower o' the lads o' Inverness
Lie bluidy on Culloden lea !"
She tore her haffet links o' gowd,
And dighted aye her comely e'e :
" My father lies at bluidy Carlisle,
At Preston sleep my brethren three !
1 thought my heart could haud nae mair,
Mae tears could never blind my e'e ;
But the fa' o' ane has burst my heart,
A dearer ane there ne'er could be.
Friendless I lie, and friendless I gang,
I've nane but kind Heaven to tell o' my wrang.
" Thy auld arm," quo' Heaven, " canna strike
down the proud :
I will keep to mysel' the avenging thy blood."
THE LOVELY LASS OF INVERNESS.
There liv'd a lass in Inverness,
She was the pride of a' the town ;
Blythe as the lark on gowan tap,
When frae the nest it's newly flown.
.A t kirk she wan the auld folks' love,
At dance she wan the lads's een ;
She was the blythest o' the blythe,
At wooster-trystes or Hallowe'en.
As I came in by Inverness,
The simmer sun was sinking down ;
there I saw the weel-faur'd lass,
And she was greeting through the town.
The gray-hair'd men were a' i' the streets,
And auld dames crying, (sad to see !)
" The flower o' the lads o' Inverness
Lie bluidy on Culloden lea !"
She tore her haffet links o' gowd,
And dighted aye her comely e'e :
" My father lies at bluidy Carlisle,
At Preston sleep my brethren three !
1 thought my heart could haud nae mair,
Mae tears could never blind my e'e ;
But the fa' o' ane has burst my heart,
A dearer ane there ne'er could be.
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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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