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He knocks the quicksilver about,
Nor ever asks what there's to pay, Sir ;
Murphy hath a weather eye, &c.
THE BAY OF BISCAY, O!
The rain a deluge showers,
By lightning's vivid powers ;
Our poor devoted bark,
In the Bay of Biscay, 0!
Our opening timbers creak,
None stops the dreadful leak;
Each breathless seamon crowds,
In the Bay of Biscay, 0 !
Broke through the hazy sky,
Each heaved a bitter sigh;
Struck horror to the crew,
In the Bay of Biscay, O!
Her pitchy seams are rent.
Its boundless mercy sent ;
A sail in sight appears,
We hail her with three cheers,
From the Bay of Biscay, O!
WHEN WE WENT OUT A GIPSYING.
A long time ago,
Were drest from top to toe.
Upon the forest green,
And thus we pass'd the merry time,
Nor thought of care or woe,
A long time ago.
And nature's face was gay,
And perfume filled the May ;
Steal softly through the air, While every scene around us look'd, Most beautiful and fair.
And thus, we pass’d, &c. We fill'd a glass to every lass,
And all our friends so dear,
And many a happy year :
And may his subjects be,
And thus we pass'd, &c.
And should we ever pay again
A visit to the scene,
“God bless our gracious Queen," May she live long o'er us to reign,
And by her actions prove,
And thus we'll pass the merry time,
Nor think of care or woe,
A long time ago.
HURRAH! FOR THE BONNETS OF BLUE.
HERE's a health to them that's awa', Here's a health to them that's awa,' And wha winna wish guid luck to our cause, _May never guid luck be their fa'; "Tis guid to be merry and wise, "Tis guid to be merry and true,
'Tis guid to support Caledonia's cause, And bide by the Bonnets of Blue. Hurrah ! for the Bonnets of Blue.
"Tis guid to support, &c. Here's a health to them that's awa',
Here's a health to them that's awa', Here's a health to Charlie the chief of the clan,
Although that his band is but sma' ; Heres freedom to him that would read, Here's freedom to him that would write, There's none ever feard that the truth should be
heard, But they whom the truth should indite. Hurrah ! for the Bonnets of Blue.
"Tis guid to support, &c.
MY NATIVE HIGHLAND HOME. My Highland home, where tempests blow,
And cold thy wintry looks,
And ice-bound are thy brooks:
However far he roam,
My native Highland home.'
We ne'er again will roam,
My native Highland home.
Shall tempt thy feet to rove ;
In tes to peace and love ;
And sweet's the bonnie broom,
Then gang wi' me, &c.
TOO WELL I LOVE THEE.
Go, lover, false! go, man, unkind !
My heart may break, but can't forget thee; E'en though remembrance probes my mind,
And bids me rue the day I met thee ! Go where you will, o'er land or seas, Where sun-beams burn, or waters freeze,
Yes, traitor ! yes, too well I love thee!" Go, wily fiend ! with serpent tongue,
And tell how well that tongue deceived me;
What vows you made, what praises sung,
Go where you will, &c. Go perjured man! with manless heart,
But let no woman's eye behold thee; Wound no fond breast with falsehood's dart, Nor whisper tales like those you told me !"
Go where thou wilt, &c.
I'LL LOVE THEE EVER DEARLY. LET others breathe the melting sigh,
And swear they love to madness,
And all love's sober sadness;
But this I swear sincerely,
I'll love thee ever dearly.
Which love too oft discovers,
For smiles were made for lovers. And though no tender vows are mine,
Yet this I swear sincerely, &c.
BEGONE DULL CARE.
DUET. BEGONE dull care, I prythee begone from me, Begone dull care, thou and I shall never agree Long time thou hast been tarrying here, And fain thou would'st me kili, But i'faith dull care, Thou never shalt have thy will.