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But wae licht on te nasty cun,
Tat ever she pe porn, man ;
Phile koot klymore te tristle caird,
Her leaves pe never torn, man.
Ae tay I shot, and shot, and shot,
Phane'er it cam my turn, man ;
Put a' te force tat I could gie,
Te powter wadna purn, man.
A filty loun cam wi' his cun,
Resolvt to too me harm, man ;
And wi' te tirk upon her nose
Ke me a pluddy arm^ man.
I flang my cun wi' a' my micht.
And fellt his neepour teit, man ;
Tan drew my swort, and at a straik
Hewt afF te haf o's heit, man.
Be vain to tell o' a my tricks ;
My oons pe nae tiscrace, man ;
Ter no pe yin pehint my back,
Ter a' pefor my face, man.
WANDERING WILLIE,
BURNS.
iTuNE — -Here awa^ there awa. ■
Here awa, there awa. wandering Willie I
Here awa, there awa, baud awa hame I
Come to my bosom, my ain only dearie ;
Tell me thou bring'st me my Willie again.
Winter winds blew loud and cauld at our parting ;
Fears for my Willie brought tears in my ee :
Welcome now, summer, and welcome, my Willie ;
The summer to nature^ and Willie to me.
But wae licht on te nasty cun,
Tat ever she pe porn, man ;
Phile koot klymore te tristle caird,
Her leaves pe never torn, man.
Ae tay I shot, and shot, and shot,
Phane'er it cam my turn, man ;
Put a' te force tat I could gie,
Te powter wadna purn, man.
A filty loun cam wi' his cun,
Resolvt to too me harm, man ;
And wi' te tirk upon her nose
Ke me a pluddy arm^ man.
I flang my cun wi' a' my micht.
And fellt his neepour teit, man ;
Tan drew my swort, and at a straik
Hewt afF te haf o's heit, man.
Be vain to tell o' a my tricks ;
My oons pe nae tiscrace, man ;
Ter no pe yin pehint my back,
Ter a' pefor my face, man.
WANDERING WILLIE,
BURNS.
iTuNE — -Here awa^ there awa. ■
Here awa, there awa. wandering Willie I
Here awa, there awa, baud awa hame I
Come to my bosom, my ain only dearie ;
Tell me thou bring'st me my Willie again.
Winter winds blew loud and cauld at our parting ;
Fears for my Willie brought tears in my ee :
Welcome now, summer, and welcome, my Willie ;
The summer to nature^ and Willie to me.
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Shelfmark | Glen.105 |
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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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