The last stanza of this song is mine; it was composed out of
compliment to one of the worthiest fellows in the world, William
Dunbar, Esq.
compliment to one of the worthiest fellows in the world, William
Dunbar, Esq.
Robert Forst
"--For some little youthful follies he found it
necessary to make a retreat to the West-Highlands, where "he feed
himself to a _Highland_ Laird," for that is the expression of all the
oral editions of the song I ever heard. --The present Mr. Hunter, who
told me the anecdote, is the great-grandchild of our hero.
* * * * *
UP AND WARN A' WILLIE.
This edition of the song I got from Tom Niel, of facetious fame, in
Edinburgh. The expression "Up and warn a' Willie," alludes to the
Crantara, or warning of a Highland clan to arms. Not understanding
this, the Lowlanders in the west and south say, "Up and _waur_ them
a'," &c.
* * * * *
A ROSE-BUD BY MY EARLY WALK.
This song I composed on Miss Jenny Cruikshank, only child of my worthy
friend Mr. William Cruikshank, of the High-School, Edinburgh. This air
is by a David Sillar, quondam merchant, and now schoolmaster in
Irvine. He is the _Davie_ to whom I address my printed poetical
epistle in the measure of the Cherry and the Slae.
* * * * *
AULD ROB MORRIS.
It is remark-worthy that the song of "Holy and Fairly," in all the old
editions of it, is called "The Drunken Wife o' Galloway," which
localizes it to that country.
* * * * *
RATTLIN, ROARIN WILLIE.
The last stanza of this song is mine; it was composed out of
compliment to one of the worthiest fellows in the world, William
Dunbar, Esq. , writer to the signet, Edinburgh, and Colonel of the
Crochallan Corps, a club of wits who took that title at the time of
raising the fencible regiments.
* * * * *
WHERE BRAVING ANGRY WINTER STORMS.
This song I composed on one of the most accomplished of women, Miss
Peggy Chalmers, that was, now Mrs. Lewis Hay, of Forbes and Co. 's
bank, Edinburgh.
* * * * *
TIBBIE, I HAE SEEN THE DAY.
This song I composed about the age of seventeen.
* * * * *
NANCY'S GHOST.
This song is by Dr. Blacklock.
* * * * *
TUNE YOUR FIDDLES, ETC.
This song was composed by the Rev. John Skinner, nonjuror clergyman at
Linshart, near Peterhead. He is likewise author of "Tullochgorum,"
"Ewie wi' the crooked Horn," "John o' Badenyond," &c. , and what is of
still more consequence, he is one of the worthiest of mankind.
necessary to make a retreat to the West-Highlands, where "he feed
himself to a _Highland_ Laird," for that is the expression of all the
oral editions of the song I ever heard. --The present Mr. Hunter, who
told me the anecdote, is the great-grandchild of our hero.
* * * * *
UP AND WARN A' WILLIE.
This edition of the song I got from Tom Niel, of facetious fame, in
Edinburgh. The expression "Up and warn a' Willie," alludes to the
Crantara, or warning of a Highland clan to arms. Not understanding
this, the Lowlanders in the west and south say, "Up and _waur_ them
a'," &c.
* * * * *
A ROSE-BUD BY MY EARLY WALK.
This song I composed on Miss Jenny Cruikshank, only child of my worthy
friend Mr. William Cruikshank, of the High-School, Edinburgh. This air
is by a David Sillar, quondam merchant, and now schoolmaster in
Irvine. He is the _Davie_ to whom I address my printed poetical
epistle in the measure of the Cherry and the Slae.
* * * * *
AULD ROB MORRIS.
It is remark-worthy that the song of "Holy and Fairly," in all the old
editions of it, is called "The Drunken Wife o' Galloway," which
localizes it to that country.
* * * * *
RATTLIN, ROARIN WILLIE.
The last stanza of this song is mine; it was composed out of
compliment to one of the worthiest fellows in the world, William
Dunbar, Esq. , writer to the signet, Edinburgh, and Colonel of the
Crochallan Corps, a club of wits who took that title at the time of
raising the fencible regiments.
* * * * *
WHERE BRAVING ANGRY WINTER STORMS.
This song I composed on one of the most accomplished of women, Miss
Peggy Chalmers, that was, now Mrs. Lewis Hay, of Forbes and Co. 's
bank, Edinburgh.
* * * * *
TIBBIE, I HAE SEEN THE DAY.
This song I composed about the age of seventeen.
* * * * *
NANCY'S GHOST.
This song is by Dr. Blacklock.
* * * * *
TUNE YOUR FIDDLES, ETC.
This song was composed by the Rev. John Skinner, nonjuror clergyman at
Linshart, near Peterhead. He is likewise author of "Tullochgorum,"
"Ewie wi' the crooked Horn," "John o' Badenyond," &c. , and what is of
still more consequence, he is one of the worthiest of mankind.
