Or, if to choke sae puir a sot, Your pity scorn to thraw that, Where he may sit and claw that. Atlantic winds shall blaw that, For on the land, or on the sea, twenty! Stand forth, arch-deceiver, and tell us in truth, Or are you, at once, each live thing in the house? A workshop in your person,-saw, chisel, and screw! But I think you're a troop- an assemblage-a mob, VERSES, COMPOSED FOR THE OCCASION, ADAPTED TO HAYDN'S AIR, "God Save the Emperor Francis," AND SUNG BY A SELECT BAND AFTER THE DINNER GIVEN GRAND-DUKE NICHOLAS OF RUSSIA, AND HIS SUITE, 19TH DECEMBER, 1816. *("When Monsieur Alexandre, the celebrated ventriloquist, was in Scotland, in 1824, he paid a visit to Abbotsford, where he entertained his distinguished host, and the other visiters, with his unrivalled imitations. Next morning, when he was about to depart, Sir Walter felt a good deal embarrassed, as to the sort of acknowledgment he should offer; but at length, resolving that it would probably be most agreeable to the young foreigner to be paid in professional coin, if in any, he stepped aside for a few minutes, and, on returning, presented him with this epigram. The reader need hardly be reminded, that Sir Walter Scott held the office of sherifl' of the county of Selkirk."-Scotch Newspa per, 1830.] (The lines, with this date, appeared in the Edinburgh Annual Register, of 1824.] (Mr., afterwards Sir William Arbuthnot, the Lord Provost of Edinburgh, who had the honour to entertain the Grand-Duke, now Emperor of Russia, was a personal friend of Sir Walter Scott's; Grant him long to bless his own! LINES,S WRITTEN FOR MISS SMITH. WHEN the lone pilgrim views afar We too, who ply the Thespian art, And conquering eyes, and dauntless hearts;- To give the applause she dare not ask ; CARLE, NOW THE KING'S COME!T BEING NEW WORDS TO AN AULD SPRING. THE news has flown frae mouth to mouth, The North for ance has bang'd the South; The deil a Scotman's die o' drouth, Carle, now the King's come! and these Verses, with their heading, are now given from the newspapers of 1816.] § [These lines were first printed in "The Forget-Me-Not, for 1834." They were written for recitation by the distinguished ac tress, Miss Smith, now Mrs. Bartley, on the night of her benefit at the Edinburgh Theatre, in 1817; but reached her too late for her purpose. In a letter which enclosed them, the poet intimated that they were written on the morning of the day on which they were sent that he thought the idea better than the execution, and forwarded them with the hope of their adding perhaps "a little salt to the bill."] ["O favour'd land! renown'd for arts and arms, Lines written for Mr. J. Kemble) appearance, in the Frith of Forth, of the fleet which conveyed ¶ [This imitation of an old Jacobite ditty was written on the his Majesty King George the Fourth to Scotland, in August, 1822, and was published as a broadside.] CHORUS. Carle, now the King's come! Auld England held him lang and fast; But, Carle, now the King's come! Carle, now the King's come! "Up, bairns!" she cries, "baith grit and sma', And busk ye for the weapon-shaw!-Stand by me, and we'll bang them a' Carle, now the King's come! 'Come from Newbattle's ancient spires, Bauld Lothian, with your knights and squires, And match the mettle of your sires Carle, now the King's come! "You're welcome hame, my Montagu! Bring in your hand the young Buccleuch ;I'm missing some that I may rue— Carle, now the King's come!* "Come, Haddington, the kind and gay, You've graced my causeway mony a day; I'll weep the cause if you should stay Carle, now the King's come !t Come, premier Duke,t and carry doun Frae yonder craigs his ancient croun; It's had a lang sleep and a soun' But, Carle, now the King's come! "Come, Athole, from the hill and wood, Bring down your clansmen like a cloud Come, Morton, show the Douglas' blood,-| Carle, now the King's come! Come, Tweeddale, true as sword to sheath; Come, Hopetoun, fear'd on fields of death; Come, Clerk, and give your bugle breath; Carle, now the King's come! "Come, Wemyss, who modest merit aids; Come, Rosebery, from Dalmeny shades; Breadalbane, bring your belted plaids; Carle, now the King's come! "Come, stately Niddrie, auld and true, Girt with the sword that Minden knew; We have o'er few such lairds as you Carle, now the King's come! [Lord Montagu, uncle and guardian to the young Duke of Buccleuch, placed his Grace's residence of Dalkeith at his Majesty's disposal during his visit to Scotland.]. [Charles, the tenth Earl of Haddington, died in 1828.] The Duke of Hamilton, as Earl of Angus, carried the ancient royal crown of Scotland on horseback in King George's procession, from Holyrood to the Castle, Edinburgh, August, 1822.1 The Castle. MS- Come, Athole, from your hills and woods, Bring down your Hielandmen in cluds, With bannet, brogue, and tartan duds."] Sir George Clerk Pennycuik, Bart. The Baron of Pennyeuk is bound by his tenure, whenever the King comes to Elin burgh, to receive him at the Harestone, (in which the standard of James IV. was erected when his army encamped on the Boroughmuir, before his fatal expedition to England.) now built into the park-wall at the end of Tipperlin Lone, near the Boroughmuir-head; and, standing thereon, to give three blasts on a born. ** [MS.-"Brave Arthur's Seat's a story higher; Saint Abbe is shouting to Kintire,You lion, light up a crest of fire.'" As seen from the west, the ridge of Arthur's Seat bears a marked resemblance to a lion couchant.] "Mr. Oman, landlord of the Waterloo Hotel.] VOL. 1.-4 B "King Arthur's grown a common crier, He's heard in Fife and far Cantire,Fie, lads, behold my crest of fire!** Carle, now the King's come! "Saint Abb roars out, I see him pass, Between Tantallon and the Bass! Calton, get out your keeking-glass, Carle, now the King's come!" The Carline stopp'd; and, sure I am, PART SECOND. A HAWICK gill of mountain dew, Heised up Auld Reekie's heart, I trow, It minded her of Waterloo Carle, now the King's come! Again I heard her summons swell, For, sic a dirdum and a yell, It drown'd Saint Giles's jowing bellCarle, now the King's come! "My trusty Provost, tried and tight, "My reverend Clergy, look ye say Carle, now the King's come! Carle, now the King's come! "Sir Thomas, TT thunder from your rock,*** 11 Empty. Carle, now the King's come! $$ (The Lord Provost had the agreeable surprise to hear his health proposed, at the civic banquet given to George IV. in tho Parliament House, as "Sir William Arbuthnot, Bart."] The Blue Blanket is the standard of the incorporated trades of Edinburgh, and is kept by their convener, at whose appearance therewith," observes Maitland, " 'tis said, that not only the artificers of Edinburgh are obliged to repair to it, but all the artificers or craftsmen within Scotland are bound to follow it, and fight under the convener of Edinburgh, as aforesaid." According to an old tradition, this standard was used in the Holy Wars by a body of crusading citizens of Edinburgh, and was the first that was planted on the walls of Jerusalem, when that city was stormed by the Christian army under the famous Godfrey. But the real history of it seems to be this :-James III, a prince who had virtues which the rude age in which he lived could not appreciate, having been detained for nine months in the Castle of Edmburgh by his factious nobles, was relieved by the citizens of Edinburgh, who assaulted the castle and took it by surprise; on which occasion. James presented the citizens with this banner, with a power to display the same in defence of their King, country, and their own rights."-Note to this stanza in the " Account of the King's Visit," &c. 8vo. 1822. TT (Sir Thomas Bradford, then Commander of the Forces in Scotland.] *** Edinburgh Castle. "Melville, bring out your bands of blue, "And you, who on yon bluidy braes "Cock of the North, my Huntly bra', "But yonder come my canty Celts, "Lord, how the pibrochs groan and yell! "Bend up your bow each Archer spark, "Young Errol, take the sword of state, Carle, now the King's come! * [Lord Melville was Colonel of the Mid-Lothian Yeomanry Cavalry: Sir John Hope of Pinkie, Bart., Major; and Robert Cockburn, Esq., and Lord Elcho, were Captains in the same corps, to which Sir Walter Scott had formerly belonged.] "Kind cummer, Leith, ye've been mis-set, But dinna be upon the fret Ye'se hae the handsel of him yet, Carle, now the King's come! "My daughters, come with een sae blue, "Deil care-for that I'se never start, We'll welcome him with Highland heart; Whate'er we have he's get a part Carle, now the King's come! "I'll show him mason-work this day- "I'll show him wit, I'll show him lair, And what wad kind heart wish for mair?Carle, now the King's come! "Step out, Sir John,tt of projects rife, Come win the thanks of an auld wife, And bring him health and length of lifeCarle, now the King's come! tish or Irish; which language the inhabitants of this country doe still use."-GORDON'S Genealogical History of the Earls of Sutherland, p. 18. It was determined by his Majesty, that the right of carrying the sceptre lay with this noble family; and Lord Francis Leve son Gower, second son of the Countess (now Dutchess) of Suther land, was permitted to act as deputy for his mother in that bo The Scots Grays, headed by their gallant Colonel. General Sir James Steuart of Coltness, Bart., were on duty at Edinburgh during the King's visit. Bonaparte's exclamation at Waterloo is well known: "Ces beaux chevaux gris, comme ils travail-nourable office. After obtaining his Majesty's permission to delent !"] 1 Marquis of Huntly, now Duke of Gordon, Colonel of the 42d regiment. The late Colonel Ronaldson Macdonell of Glengarry-who died in January, 1828.] [The Earl of Errol is hereditary Lord High-Constable of Scotland. ] In more correct Gaelic orthography, Banamhorar-Chat, or the Great Lady, (literally, Femate Lord) of the Chatte; the Celtic title of the Countess of Sutherland. Evin unto this day, the countrey of Southerland is yet called Cattey, the inhabitants Catteigh, and the Erle of Southerland, Morweir Cattey, in old Scot part from Dunrobin Castle, his place was supplied by the Honourable John M. Stuart, second son of the Earl of Moray.] The Author's friend and relation, the late Sir Alexander Keith, of Dunottar and Ravelstone.} [MS.-Rise up, Sir John, of projects rife, And wuss him health and length of life. And win the thanks of an auld wife." The Right Honourable Sir John Sinclair of Ulbster, Bart,, author of "The Code of Health and Longevity." &c. &c.,--the wellknown patron and projector of national and patriotic plans and improvements innumerable during a lifetime of now about fourscore years. 1833.] |