No More Learning

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THE GARDENER AND HIS PAIDLE.

This air is the "Gardener's March. " The title of the song only is old;
the rest is mine.

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THE DAY RETURNS, MY BOSOM BURNS.

Tune. --"Seventh of November. "

I composed this song out of compliment to one of the happiest and
worthiest married couples in the world, Robert Riddel, Esq. , of
Glenriddel, and his lady. At their fire-side I have enjoyed more
pleasant evenings than at all the houses of fashionable people in this
country put together; and to their kindness and hospitality I am
indebted for many of the happiest hours of my life.

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THE GABERLUNZIE MAN.

The "Gaberlunzie Man" is supposed to commemorate an intrigue of James
the Fifth. Mr. Callander, of Craigforth, published some years ago an
edition of "Christ's Kirk on the Green," and the "Gaberlunzie Man,"
with notes critical and historical. James the Fifth is said to have
been fond of Gosford, in Aberlady parish, and that it was suspected by
his contemporaries, that in his frequent excursions to that part of
the country, he had other purposes in view besides golfing and
archery. Three favourite ladies, Sandilands, Weir, and Oliphant (one
of them resided at Gosford, and the others in the neighbourhood), were
occasionally visited by their royal and gallant admirer, which gave
rise to the following advice to his majesty, from Sir David Lindsay,
of the Mount, Lord Lyon.
"Sow not your seed on Sandylands,
spend not your strength in Weir,
And ride not on an Elephant,
For gawing o' your gear. "

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MY BONNIE MARY.

This air is Oswald's; the first half stanza of the song is old, the
rest mine.

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THE BLACK EAGLE.

This song is by Dr. Fordyce, whose merits as a prose writer are well
known.

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JAMIE, COME TRY ME.

This air is Oswald's; the song mine.

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THE LAZY MIST.

This song is mine.

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JOHNIE COPE.

This satirical song was composed to commemorate General Cope's defeat
at Preston Pans, in 1745, when he marched against the Clans.

The air was the tune of an old song, of which I have heard some
verses, but now only remember the title, which was,

"Will ye go the coals in the morning. "

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I LOVE MY JEAN.

This air is by Marshall; the song I composed out of compliment to Mrs.
Burns.