The Jacobite Relics of Scotland: Being the Songs, Airs, and Legends, of the Adherents to the House of Stuart

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W. Blackwood, 1821 - Jacobites

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Page 165 - A waefu' day it was to me ; For there I lost my father dear, My father dear and brethren three. Their winding-sheet the bluidy clay, Their graves are growing green to see ; And by them lies the dearest lad That ever blest a woman's e'e ! Now wae to thee thou cruel lord, A bluidy man I trow thou be ; For mony a heart thou hast made sair, That ne'er did wrang to thine or thee ! A RED, RED ROSE TUNE—
Page 76 - COME boat me o'er, come row me o'er, Come boat me o'er to Charlie ; I'll gie John Ross another bawbee, To boat me o'er to Charlie. We'll o'er the water and o'er the sea, We'll o'er the water to Charlie ; Come weal, come woe, we'll gather and go, And live or die wi
Page 193 - But sic a day o' wind and rain ! Oh ! wae's me for Prince Charlie ! " " On hills that are by right his ain, He roams a lonely stranger ; On ilka hand he's press'd by want, On ilka side by danger. Yestreen I met him in a glen, My heart near bursted fairly, For sadly changed indeed was he, Oh ! wae's me for Prince Charlie ! Dark night...
Page 304 - James the Third for my rightful and lawful sovereign. Him I had an inclination to serve from my infancy, and was moved thereto by a natural love I had to his person, knowing him to be capable of making his people happy. And though...
Page 182 - Devouring flames , and murd'ring steel ! The pious mother doom'd to death, Forsaken wanders o'er the heath, The bleak wind whistles round her head, Her helpless orphans cry for bread; Bereft of shelter, food, and friend, She views the shades of night descend, And, stretch'd beneath th...
Page 226 - Manifesto by the Noblemen, Gentlemen, and others, who dutifully appear at this time, in asserting the undoubted right of their lawful Sovereign, James the Eighth, by the Grace of God, King of Scotland, England, France, and Ireland, Defender of the Faith, &c. and for relieving this, his ancient kingdom, from the oppressions and grievances it lies under.
Page 278 - ... inside. I then shut it with some degree of force, that I might be sure of its being well shut I said to the servant as I passed by, who was ignorant of the whole transaction, that he need not carry in candles to his master till my lord sent for him, as he desired to finish some prayers first. I went down stairs and called a coach. As there were several on the stand, I drove home to my lodgings, where poor Mr.
Page 135 - ohon! ohon! Thou wonder of A mayor ! Thou blest thy lot thou wert no Scot, And bluster'd like a player. What hast thou done with sword or gun To baffle the Pretender ? Of mouldy cheese and bacon grease Thou much more fit defender!
Page 275 - The next morning I could not go to the Tower, having so many things in my hands to put in readiness ; but, in the evening, when all was ready, I sent for Mrs. Mills, with whom I lodged, and acquainted her with my design of attempting my lord's escape, as there was no prospect of his being pardoned ; and this was the last night before the execution. I told her that I had...
Page 226 - Our fundamental constitution has been entirely altered, and sunk amid the various shocks of unstable faction, while in the searching out new expedients pretended for our security, it has produced nothing but daily disappointments, and has brought us and our posterity under a precarious dependence upon foreign councils and interests, and the power of foreign troops. " The late unhappy union which was brought about by the mistaken notions of some, and the ruinous and selfish designs of others, has...

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