The songs of Scotland, ancient and modern; with an intr. and notes by A. Cunningham, Bind 2

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Allan Cunningham
1825
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The braes of Yarrow
48
Her flowing locks
49
My Peggie is a young thing
54
The young laird and Edinburgh Katie
56
Down the burn Davie
61
The last time I came oer the moor
63
Gin ye meet a bonnie lassie
70
The colliers bonnie lassie
75
Ah the poor shepherds mournful fate
76
As Sylvia in a forest lay
89
a cave
91
Myra
93
At setting day
99
The birks of Invermay
105
The weel tocherd lass
118
This is no my ain house
126
Hame never came he 1
128
The auld wife beyont the fire
132
It was a for our rightfu king 29
137
The flowers of the forest
138
My sheep I neglected
145
had a horse
152
The yellowhaird laddie
155
Merry may the keel rowe
159
The bonnie Scot
165
The spinning wheel
174
My mithers ay glowrin oer me
176
Therell never be peace till Jamie comes hame
191
Awa whigs awa
195
The wee wee German lairdie
197
Vision of liberty
199
hae nae kith I hae nae kin
201
Macdonalds gathering
204
The Jacobite musterroll
206
Hohenlinden
207
John Cameron
212
The lovely lass of Inverness
222
Johnie Cope
225
Tranent moor
232
The tears of Scotland
239
Its hame and its hame
246
The turnimspike
253
Annie Laurie
256
loe nae a laddie but ane
259
The highland character
263
They say that Jock will speed weel ot
269
Tullochgorum
277
Matrimonial happiness
280
Habbies frae hame
283
The wayward wife
284
The bonnie brucket lassie
290
The lea rig
297
Marys dream
305
The boatie rows
314
The cuckoo
321
Alone by the light of the moon
323
Halucket Meg
324
The minstrel
331
My dear little lassie
338
The fishers welcome
339
John of Badenyon
344
The maid that tends the goats
348
Bessie Bell and Mary Gray 58
350
Coming through the rye 3
3
Auld Robin Gray 5
5
Up in the morning early 6
6
Jennys bawbee 16
16
My only jo and dearie 28
28
A red red rose 78
78
William and Margaret 84
84
Country lassie
87
My Mary 89
89
Werena my heart light I wad die 91
91
Contented wi little
93
Auld Rob Morris 95
95
My Jeanie 96
96
Caledonia
99
Wha is that at my bower door? 102
102
When summer comes 103
103
winna gang back 117
117
My hearts in the highlands 120
120
Lord Gregory 77
124
My tochers the jewel 129
129
Langsyne beside the woodland burn 137
137
Willie brewd a peck o maut 140
140
Mary 144
144
Annie 151
151
156
156
Corn riggs are bonnie 157
157
Louis what reck I by thee? 166
166
Cakes o croudy 177
177
My bonnie Mary 179
179
Whistle and Ill come to you my lad 180
180
Mary of Castlecary 188
188
What news to me Cummer 189
189
Wilt thou be my dearie 190
190
A wet sheet and a flowing sea 208
208
Welcome bat and owlet gray 211
211
Low Germanie 213
213
Carlisle yetts 214
214
Came ye oer frae France 220
220
Mong Scotias glens 222
222
Awake my love 226
226
The tears I shed must ever fall 234
234
Callum o glen 237
237
Adelgitha 238
238
The shepherds son 241
241
243
243
The thistles grown aboon the rose 248
248
The broken heart of Annie 254
254
A weary lot is thine 256
256
Waken lords and ladies gay 257
257
Miles Colvine 258
258
The braes of Ballahun 261
261
The emigrants farewell 268
268
Last night a proud page 270
270
Ca the yowes to the knowes 275
275
My ain bonnie May 279
279
The bride of Allanbay 281
281
Allanamaut 287
287
My Johnie 292
292
Allanadale 294
294
What ails the lasses at me 299
299
Ae happy hour 300
300
My ain countree 304
304
Cauld kail in Aberdeen 310
310
Young Lochinvar 313
313
Lord Ullins daughter 321
321
My Nunieo 328
328
Lord Randal 332
332
Whos at my window 333
333
The lass of Deloraine 343
343
Lucys flittin 347
347
Donald Caird
349
Ye mariners of England 351
351
De Bruce De Bruce
356

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Side 301 - River where ford there was none; But, ere he alighted at Nethe'rby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late: For. a laggard in love and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
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Side 302 - One touch to her hand, and one word in her ear, When they reach'd the hall door, and the charger stood near, So light to the croupe the fair lady he swung, So light to the saddle before her he sprung! " She is won ! we are gone, over bank, bush, and scaur; They'll have fleet steeds that follow!
Side 339 - YE Mariners of England ! That guard our native seas ; Whose flag has braved a thousand years, The battle and the breeze ! Your glorious standard launch again To match another foe ! And sweep through the deep, While the stormy tempests blow ; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow...
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Side 333 - I'd rather rove with Edmund there, Than reign our English queen.' 'If, maiden, thou wouldst wend with me, To leave both tower and town, Thou first must guess what life lead we, That dwell by dale and down. And if thou canst that riddle read, As read full well you may, Then to the greenwood shalt thou speed, As blithe as Queen of May.' Yet sung she, 'Brignall banks are fair, And Greta woods are green; I'd rather rove with Edmund there, Than reign our English queen.
Side 357 - Let him on wi' me! By oppression's woes and pains! By your sons in servile chains ! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall be free! Lay the proud usurpers low! Tyrants fall in every foe! Liberty's in every blow!
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