Fu' aft at e'en wi' dancing keen, In absence o' my dearie. But, praise be blest, my mind's at rest, At kirk and fair, I'se aye be there, AS I WAS A WANDERING. TUNE-Rinn Meudial mo Mhealladh. As I was a wandering ae midsummer e'enin', Weel, since he has left me, may pleasure gae wi' him; My heart it shall never be broken for ane. I couldna get sleeping till dawin for greetin', Although he has left me for greed o' the siller, [Burns has here merely made some changes upon an old song, and it is ques tionable if his alterations are improvements.] THE WEARY PUND O' TOW. TUNE-The Weary Pund o' Tow. The weary pund, the weary pund, I bought my wife a stane o' lint SONGS IMPROVED. There sat a bottle in a bole, And aye she took the tither souk, Quoth I, for shame, ye dirty dame, At last her feet-I sang to see't- GANE IS THE DAY. TUNE-Guidwife, count the Lawin. Gane is the day, and mirk's the night, Then guidwife, count the lawin, There's wealth and ease for gentlemen, For ilka man that's drunk's a lord. My coggie is a haly pool, That heals the wounds o' care and dool; An ye drink but deep ye'll find him out. IT IS NA, JEAN, THY BONNIE FACE. TUNE-The Maid's Complaint. It is na, Jean, thy bonnie face Nor shape that I admire, Although thy beauty and thy grace 261 Something, in ilka part o' thee, Nae mair ungenerous wish I hae, And as wi' thee I'd wish to live, MY COLLIER LADDIE. TUNE-The Collier Laddie. Where live ye, my bonnie lass? See you not yon hills and dales, The sun shines on sae brawlie! They a' are mine, and they shall be thine, Ye shall gang in gay attire, Weel buskit up sae gaudy; Gin ye'll leave your Collier Laddie. And the earth conceals sae lowly; I can win my five pennies in a day, Luve for luve is the bargain for me, Though the wee cot-house should haud me; And fair fa' my Collier Laddie. [Burns, in his Notes, speaks of this song as an old one with which he had had nothing to do. As it appears, however, in no other collection, and is found in his handwriting among Johnson's manuscripts, Mr Stenhouse infers that the greater part of it is his own composition.] SONGS IMPROVED. 263 YE JACOBITES BY NAME. TUNE-Ye Jacobites by Name. Ye Jacobites by name, give an ear, give an ear;` Ye Jacobites by name, Your fautes I will proclaim, Your doctrines I maun blame- What is right and what is wrang by the law, by the law? A short sword and a lang, A weak arm, and a strang What makes heroic strife famed afar, famed afar? What makes heroic strife? To whet th' assassin's knife, Or hunt a parent's life Wi' bluidie war. Then let your schemes alone in the state, in the state; Then let your schemes alone Adore the rising sun, And leave a man undone To his fate. LADY MARY ANN. TUNE-Craigton's Growing. ['Modelled by Burns from an ancient ballad, entitled Craigton's Growing. Stenhouse.] Oh, Lady Mary Ann looked o'er the castle wa'; O father! O father! an ye think it fit, Lady Mary Ann was a flower i' the dew, Young Charlie Cochrane was the sprout of an aik; And it will be the brag o' the forest yet. The simmer is gane when the leaves they were green, But far better days I trust will come again, KENMURE'S ON AND AWA. TUNE-O Kenmure's on and awa, Willie. O Kenmure's on and awa, Willie! And Kenmure's lord's the bravest lord Success to Kenmure's band, Willie! Here's Kenmure's health in wine, Willie! There ne'er was a coward o' Kenmure's blude, O Kenmure's lads are men, Willie! O Kenmure's lads are men; Their hearts and swords are metal true And that their faes shall ken. They'll live or die wi' fame, Willie ! May Kenmure's lord come hame. Here's him that's far awa, Willie ! Here's him that's far awa! And here's the flower that I love best The rose that's like the snaw! [This song is supposed to be one of those which Burns only improved from old versions. William Gordon, sixth Viscount of Kenmure, raised a body of troops for the Pretender in 1715, and had the chief command of the insurgent forces in the south of Scotland. Taken at Preston, he was tried and condemned to be beheaded, which sentence was executed on the 24th February 1716. His forfeited estate was bought back by his widow, and transmitted to their son. By the son of that son-afterwards Viscount of Kenmure in consequence of the restoration of the title-Burns was on one occasion entertained at his romantic seat of Kenmure Castle, near New Galloway.] |