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RHYMING RAB 0' OUR TOUN.
Doun by, near our smiddy, there lives a queer bodie,
As couthie an' canty's the simmer day's lang ;
An auld funny story sets him in his glory,
For aft he knocks 't into some pithy bit sang.
Tho' aye haflins modest, his cracks are the oddest
That ever were heard thro' the hale kintra roun',
Aye tauld aff sae freely, sae pawky an' sleely,
He's far an' near kent, Rhyming Rab o' our toun,
Tho' deep read in pages o' auld langsyne sages.
As meikle 's micht maist turn the pows o' us a'.
Sent soon to the shuttle, his schule-craft 's but little.
Yet auld mither Nature him kindness did sliaw ;
Wi' first glint o' morning he's up, slumber scorning,
Enraptui''d to hail ilk melodious soun'
Whar clear wimplin' burnie trots slow on its journey,
Ye're sure then to see Rhyming Rab o' our toun.
When e'en bit a younker, he'd cow'r in a bunker
Wi' 's beuk, daft gaffawers to mixna amang.
It pleas't him far better than gowk's silly clatter.
The deeds o' our gutchers in auld Scottish sang.
When e'ening's clud's fa'in', and cauld win's are blawin'
His fireside 's the shelter o' ilk beggar loon,
Wi' kimmer or carl he'd share his last farle,
A warm-hearted chiel's Rhyming Rab o' our toon.
RHYMING RAB 0' OUR TOUN.
Doun by, near our smiddy, there lives a queer bodie,
As couthie an' canty's the simmer day's lang ;
An auld funny story sets him in his glory,
For aft he knocks 't into some pithy bit sang.
Tho' aye haflins modest, his cracks are the oddest
That ever were heard thro' the hale kintra roun',
Aye tauld aff sae freely, sae pawky an' sleely,
He's far an' near kent, Rhyming Rab o' our toun,
Tho' deep read in pages o' auld langsyne sages.
As meikle 's micht maist turn the pows o' us a'.
Sent soon to the shuttle, his schule-craft 's but little.
Yet auld mither Nature him kindness did sliaw ;
Wi' first glint o' morning he's up, slumber scorning,
Enraptui''d to hail ilk melodious soun'
Whar clear wimplin' burnie trots slow on its journey,
Ye're sure then to see Rhyming Rab o' our toun.
When e'en bit a younker, he'd cow'r in a bunker
Wi' 's beuk, daft gaffawers to mixna amang.
It pleas't him far better than gowk's silly clatter.
The deeds o' our gutchers in auld Scottish sang.
When e'ening's clud's fa'in', and cauld win's are blawin'
His fireside 's the shelter o' ilk beggar loon,
Wi' kimmer or carl he'd share his last farle,
A warm-hearted chiel's Rhyming Rab o' our toon.
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| Permanent URL | https://digital.nls.uk/90397175 |
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| Description | A collection of songs and other poetical pieces, many of which are original, accompanied with notes ... and a short essay on the poets of Renfrewshire. Originally published in 1819. Edited by William Motherwell. With a portrait. Second series. |
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| Shelfmark | Glen.163 |
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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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