Grannie’s Crack Aboot The Famine In Auld Scotlan’ In 1739-40 (Janet Hamilton Poems)
"Oh saw ye e'er sic witless bairns, Sic wasterie o' blessin's gien?Oh had they dree'd what we ha'e dree'd, Oh had they ...
"Oh saw ye e'er sic witless bairns, Sic wasterie o' blessin's gien?Oh had they dree'd what we ha'e dree'd, Oh had they ...
Na, na, I wunna pairt wi' that, I downa gi'e it up;O' Scotlan's hamely mither tongue I canna quat the grup.It's 'bedded ...
Auld Scotlan' gangs yirmin an' chanerin' alane;She wunners whaur a' her trig lassocks ha'e gane;She's trampit the kintra, an' socht ...
A Humorous Reading A strappin', sonsie, weel-matched pairWere Jock Macree an' Maggie Blair,An' mony wusses, said an' thinkit,They had that ...
Come in, gudeman, to your ain fireside, There's a cauld, cauld grup in the air,An' the win' blaws snell frae ...
Now Liddisdale has ridden a raid,But I wat they had better staid at hame;For Mitchell o Winfield he is dead,And ...
Oor Rab's in his bed, an' he's sleepin' sae soun'That afore he wad wauken the hoose micht fa' doon.Sae I'll ...
The Deil's forhooit his ain, his ain!The Deil's forhooit his ain!His bairns are greitin in ilka neuk,For the Deil's forhooit ...
O lat me in, my bonny lass!It's a lang road ower the hill,And the flauchterin snaw begud to fa'On the ...
In Scotland there was a babie born, Lill lal, etc. And his name it was ...
O May she comes, and may she goes,Down by yon gardens green,And there she spied a gallant squireAs squire had ...
'Twas up at the tree near the heid o' the glenI keppit a tinkler chiel,The cauld wind whistled his auld ...
Now gie me back my milkin' stool, An' leave me ...
Ah, Mary, sweetest maid, farewell! My hopes are flown, for a 's to wreck; Heaven guard you, ...
What maks ye sae canty, granny dear?Has some kin' body been for ye to speir?Ye luik as smilin an' fain ...
Gaelic Air — "Mo Leannan Faluich."I'll no be had for naething,I'll no be had for naething,I tell ye, lads, that's ...
At Willie's weddin' o' the green, The lasses, bonnie witches, Were busked out in aprons clean, ...
Oh come, come along, and join in our song,And march wi' our lads, along an' along;He's waiting us there where ...
What gars ye sing sae, birdie,As gien ye war lord o' the lift?On breid ye're an unco sma' lairdie,But in ...
YE Irish lords, ye knights an' squires, Wha represent our brughs an' shires, An' doucely manage our affairs In parliament, ...
SOME books are lies frae end to end, And some great lies were never penn'd: Ev'n ministers they hae been ...
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