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A weel stockit mailen, himself for the laird,
A bridle aff hand was the proffer,
I never loot on that I kent it or car'd,
But thought I might get a waur offer.
He spak o' the darts o' my bonny black een,
An' how for my love he was diein';
I said he might die when he liked for J«m :
The gude forgie me for lien' !
But what do ye think, in a fortnight or less,
("The diel's in his taste to gae near her)
He's down to the castle to black cousin Bess,
Guess ye how the jade I could bear her.
Sae a' the neist ouk as I fretted wi' care,
I gaed to the tryste o' Dulgarlock ;
An' wha but my braw fickle wooer was there,
Wha glowr'd as if he'd seen a warlock.
Out o'er my left shouther I gied him a blink,
Lest neibours should think I was saucy ;
jMy wooer he caper'd as he'd been in drink,
An' vow'd that I was his dear lassie.
I spier'd for my cousin, fu' couthie an' sweet,
If she had recover'd her hearin' ?
An' how my auld shoon fitted her shachel'd feet ?
Gude saf us 1 how he fell a swearin'.
He begg'd me, for gudesake, that I'd be his wife,
Or elae I would kill him wi' sorrow;
Sae just to preserve the poor body in life,
I think I shall wed him to-morrow.
C
A weel stockit mailen, himself for the laird,
A bridle aff hand was the proffer,
I never loot on that I kent it or car'd,
But thought I might get a waur offer.
He spak o' the darts o' my bonny black een,
An' how for my love he was diein';
I said he might die when he liked for J«m :
The gude forgie me for lien' !
But what do ye think, in a fortnight or less,
("The diel's in his taste to gae near her)
He's down to the castle to black cousin Bess,
Guess ye how the jade I could bear her.
Sae a' the neist ouk as I fretted wi' care,
I gaed to the tryste o' Dulgarlock ;
An' wha but my braw fickle wooer was there,
Wha glowr'd as if he'd seen a warlock.
Out o'er my left shouther I gied him a blink,
Lest neibours should think I was saucy ;
jMy wooer he caper'd as he'd been in drink,
An' vow'd that I was his dear lassie.
I spier'd for my cousin, fu' couthie an' sweet,
If she had recover'd her hearin' ?
An' how my auld shoon fitted her shachel'd feet ?
Gude saf us 1 how he fell a swearin'.
He begg'd me, for gudesake, that I'd be his wife,
Or elae I would kill him wi' sorrow;
Sae just to preserve the poor body in life,
I think I shall wed him to-morrow.
C
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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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