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Sandy has onsen, has gear, and has kye,
A house, and a haddon, and siller for by;
But I'd tak mine am lad wi' his sratFin his hand,
Before I'd hae him with his houses and land;

He said, &c.

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I sit on mv creepie, and spin at my wheel,
And think on the laddie that loed me sae weel;
He had but a saxpetice, he brak it in twa,
And he gied me the half o't when he gaed awa,
Then haste ye hack Jamie, and bide na awa,
Then haste ye back Jamie, and bido na awa,
Simmer is coming, cauld winter's awa,
And ye'U come and see me in spite o' (.hem a'.

OH! OH! where, and oh! where, is your Highland laddie gone? He's gone to fight the French for King George upon the throne, And its oh! in my heart, I wish him safe at home

Oli! where, and oh! where, did your Highland

laddie dwell? He dwelt in merry Scotland, at the sign of the

blue bell, And its oh ! in my heart, I love my laddie well.

In what clothes, in what clothes is your Highland

laddie clad? His bonnet of the Saxon green, and his waistcoat

of the plaid, And its oh ! in my heart, I love my Highland

lad.

Suppose, and suppose, that your Highland lad

should die? The bagpipes shuld play over him, and I'd sit mc down and cry, And its oh! in my heart, I wish he may not die. Oh! where, &c.

I RISE with the morn, I contemplate the sun,
Aurora's bright lustre I see,
I sigh with regret when the day-light is gone,
For night brings no solace to me.

I wander in groves whilst the nightingales sing,

I traverse the sands of the sea, They hear not my sigh, so no comfort they bring.

For what can bring comfort to me?

Alas! my poor heart, once so sprightly and gay,

No more can I boast to be free:
Love's fever consumes it—Ah ! fatal the day,

That brought such a torment to me!

At night my sad pillow's bedew'd with my tears, Sleep flies till entomb'd I shall be:

Jn the grave there's an end to troubles and fears, And that's consolation for me.

BRITANNIA'S sons, attend my call,
And jolly sailors, one and all,
And drink that ills may ne'er befal

Brave Nelson and the Vanguard.
On the first of August, off the Nile,
Almighty God was pleas'd to smile.

On Nelson brave,

On the wave,
On board each lad did all aspire,
To conquer, when the word " to fire,"

On board the valiant Vanguard.

Genins of Britain! aid my pen,
To sing the praise of gallant men,
Let's bless them, lads—all join amen!
On board the valiant.Vauguard.

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Saint Vincent and Nelson's glorious name,
Inspires each ardent tar for fame,

Nelson and Hood

Undaunted stood*
And fought with hearts replete with zeal,
Beating for their country's weal;

Success to the valiant Vanguard.

Brave Admiral Brueys (though our foe)
lie fought most brave, but soon did know,
That British tars were never slow,

To fight on board the Vanguard.
Our valour threw him in despair,
One noble ship was blown in air;

To Britons true,

They cry'd morbleu!
For when they saw their sailors fall,
They struck their colours one and all,

To Nelson and the Vanguard.

As British tars were ever brave,
So soft humanity we have;
A fellow-creature oft we save,

On board the valiant Vanguard,
It made each British sailor weep,
To see ten hundred in the deep,

Each haughty foe

Were soon laid low!
Let ev'ry loyal Briton sing,
Success to George, our noble king,

Brave Nelson, and the Vanguard.

y 3 THOUGH

THOUGH mountains high the billows roll,
Ami angry ocean's in a foam.
The sailor nayl) -ling" the bowl,
And thinks on uer he left at home.
Kind love his guardian spirit still,
His mind's made up, come what will;
Tempests may must, or splinters tear,

Sails and rigging go to wrack,
So she loves him, lie loves so dear,
'Tis all onu to Jack.

His friend in limbo should he find,

His wife and children brought to shame; To ev'ry thing but kindness blind,

Jack signs his rinn with his name. Friendship the worthy motive still, His mind's made up, come what will; The time coines round, by hell-hounds press'd,

Goods, clothes, and person go to wrack; But, since he succour'd tne distress'd,

'Tis all one to Jack.

Once more at sea, prepar'd to fight,

A friendly pledge, round g')es the can;
And, though large odds appear in sight,

He meets the danger like a man:
Honour his guardian spirit still,
His mind's made up, come what will;
Like some fierce lion, see him go

Where horror grim marks the attack;
So he can save a drowinng foe,

'Tis all one to Jack.

And

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