My Jockey toils upon the plain, Thro' wind and weet, thro' frost and snaw; And o'er the lea I look fu' fain When Jockey's owsen hameward ca'. An' aye the night comes round again, When in his arms he taks me a'; An' aye he vows he'll be my ain An lang's he has a breath to draw. M'PHERSON'S FAREWELL.‡ FAREWELL, ye dungeons dark and strong, M'Pherson's time will not be long CHORUS. Sae rantingly, sae wantonly, Sae dauntingly gaed he; He play'd a spring and danc'd it round, Burns composed this song, which is printed in Cromek's Reliques, to the beautiful air of ' Macpherson's Farewell.' Macpherson was a famous robber in the beginning of the last century, and was condemned to be hanged at the assizes at Inverness. His exploits, however, as a freebooter, were not aggravated by cruelty. A dispute with one of his own troop, who wished to plunder a gentleman's house while his wife and two children lay on the bier for interment, was the cause of his being betrayed to the vengeance of the law. He was an admirable performer on Oh, what is death but parting breath ?— On monie a bloody plain I've dar'd his face, and in this place Untie these bands from off my hands, I've liv'd a life of sturt and strife; It burns my heart I must depart Sae rantingly, &c. Now farewell light, thou sunshine bright, the violin, and Sae rantingly, &c. his talent for musical composition is shewn not only in his Rant' and 'Pibroch,' but also in his 'Farewell,' which he composed while he was in prison under sentence of death. He played his Farewell' at the foot of the gallows, broke his violin over his knee, and thus died with the same fortitude as he had lived. His sword is preserved at Duff-House, a residence of the Earl Fife. This copy has been collated with one in Burns' manuscript. THE DEAN OF FACULTY.* A NEW BALLAD. TUNE- THE DRAGON OF WANTLEY.' DIRE was the hate at old Harlaw This Hal for genius, wit, and lore, And wan his heart's desire; Which shews that heaven can boil the pot, Squire Hal besides had, in this case, For talents to deserve a place Are qualifications saucy; This ballad was first printed in Cromek's Reliques. The last stanza is now supplied for the first time from a copy in the Poet's own hand. So their worships of the Faculty, Chose one who should owe it all, d'ye see, As once on Pisgah purg'd was the sight So may be, on this Pisgah height, And swear he has the Angel met In your heretic sins may ye live and die, But accept, ye sublime Majority, With your Honors and a certain King I'LL AYE CA' IN BY YON TOWN.* I'LL ay ca' in by yon town, And by yon garden green again; I'll ay ca' in by yon town, And see my bonnie Jean again. *This song is printed in Cromek's Reliques. Jean Armour is said to be its heroine. There's nane sall ken, there's nane sall guess, And stownlins we sall meet again. She'll wander by the aiken tree, A BOTTLE AND FRIEND.‡ There's nane that's blest of human kind, HERE'S a bottle and an honest friend! And comes not ay when sought, man. These verses, which occur in Cromek's Reliques, are printed as they stand in a copy in the Poet's own autograph. Gilbert Burns, however, in a letter to Mr. Cromek, in February, 1809, expressed a doubt as to their having been written by his brother. |