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How's all at hame?—How's Elspa? How Fat are the puddings,-heads and feet
does Kate? How sells black cattle?-What gies woo And we've invited neibours auld and
young this year?"
To pass this afternoon with glee and game, And sic like kindly questions wad he speer. And drink our master's health and wel.
come-hame. Glaud. Then wad he gar his butler Ye maunna then refuse to join the rest, bring bedeen
Since ye're my nearest friend that I like The nappy bottle ben, and glasses clean, best : Whilk in our breast rais'd sic a blithe- Bring wi' ye a' your family, and then, some flame,
Whene'er you please, I'll rant wi' you again. As part me mony a time gae dancing hame.
Glaud. Spoke like yersell, auld birky ; My heart's e'en rais'd! Dear neibour, never fear, will ye stay,
But at your banquet I shall first appear : And tak your dinner here with me the Faith, we shall bend the bicker, and look
bauld, We'll send for Elspath tooand upo' | Till we forget that we are fail'd or auld sight,
Auld, said I! troth, I'm younger be a score, I'll whistle Pate and Roger frae the height: With your good news, than what I was I'll yoke my sled, and send to the neist before. town,
I'll dance or e'en !-Hey Madge ! come And bring a draught of ale baith stout and forth : d'ye hear? [Enter Madge. brown ;
Mad. The man's gane gyte! Dear And garourcottarsa'. man, wife, and wean, Symon, welcome here. Drink till they tine the gait to stand their What wad ye, Glaud, with a' this haste lane.
and din ?
Ye never let a body sit to spin. Sym. I wad na baulk my friend his blithe design,
Glaud. Spin ! snuff !-Gae break your Gif that it hadna first of a' been mine :
wheel and burn your tow, For here yestreen I brew'd a bow of maut, And set the meiklest peat-stack in a low ; Yestreen I slew twa wathers prime and Syne dance about the bane-fire till ye die,
Since now again we'll soon Sir William see. A firlot of good cakes my Elspa beuk,
Mad. Blithe news indeed! and wha And a large ham hings reesting in the
was't tald you o't? neuk : I saw mysell, or I came o'er the loan, Glaud. What's that to you ? gae get Our meikle pot that scads the whey, put
my Sunday's coat;
Wale out the whitest of my bobbit bands, A mutton bouk to boil :-and ane we'll My white-skin hose, and mittans for my roast;
hands ; And on the haggis Elspa spares nae cost; | Then frae their washing cry the bairns in Sma' are they shorn, and she can mix fu' haste, nice
And mak yoursells as trig, head, feet, and The gusty ingans with a curn of spice : waist,
As ye were a' to get young lads or Here Mausy lives, a witch, that for sma' e'en;
price For we're gaun o'er to dine with Sym be- Can cast her cantraips, and give me advice. deen.
She can o'ercast the night, and cloud the
moon, Sym. Do, honest Madge :--and, Glaud,
And mak the deils obedient to her crune. I'll o'er the gate,
At midnight hours, o'er the kirk-yard she And see that a' be done as I wad hae't.
And howks unchristen'd weans out of their SCENE II.
Boils up their livers in a warlock's pow, PROLOGUE.
Rins withershins about the hemlock low : The open field.-A cottage in a glen,
And seven times does her prayers backAn auld wife spinning at the sunny endAt a small distance, by a blasted tree,
Till Plotcock comes with lumps of LapWith folded arms, and half rais a look, ye see
Mixt with the venom of black taids and Bauldy his lane.
snakes : What's this !-I canna beart ! 'tis waur
Of this, unsonsy pictures aft she makes
Of ony ane she hates—and gars expire than hell
With slow and racking pains afore a To be sae burnt with love yet darna tell !
fire; O Peggy! sweeter than the dawning day, Stuck fu' of prins, the devilish pictures Sweeter than gowany glens or new-mawn
melt ; hay ;
The pain, by fowk they represent, is felt. Blither than lambs that frisk out o'er the
And yonder's Mause : ay, ay, she kens knowes ;
fu' weel Straighter than aught that in the forest
When ane like me comes rinning to the grows :
deil. Her een the clearest blobof dew outshines;
She and her cat sit beeking in her yard, The lily in her breast its beauty tines.
To speak my errand, faith amaist I'm Her legs, her arms, her cheeks, her mouth,
But I maun do't, tho' I should never Will be my dead, that will be shortly seen!
thrive; For Pate loes her, -waes me! and she
They gallop fast that deils and lasses drive. loes Pate;
(Exit. And I with Neps, by some unlucky fate, Made a daft vow ;--0, but ane be a beast That makes rash aiths till he's afore the priest !
PROLOGUE. 'Tis sair to thole :-I'll try some witch
A green kail-yard, a little fount, craft art
Where water-poplan springs; To break with ane, and win the other's There sits a wife with wrinkled front, heart.
And yet she spins and sings.
TUNE. -" Carle, an the King come."
Mause. What fowk say of me, Bauldy,
let me hear ; MAUSE.
Keep naething up, ye naething have to Peggy, now the King's come,
fear. Peggy, now the King's come ;
Baul. Well, since ye bid me, I shall Thou may dance, and I shall sing,
tell ye a' Peggy, since the King's come.
That ilk ane talks about ye, but a flaw.
But change thy plaiden coat for silk, less barn ;
When last the burn bore down my mither's
yarn ; Enter Bauldy.
When Brawny, elf-shot, never mair came
hame; Baul. How does auld honest lucky of When Tibby kirn'd, and there nae butter the glen ?
came ; Ye look baith hale and fere at threescore. When Bessy Freetock's chuffy-cheeked ten.
To a fairy turn'd, and cou'dna stand its Mause. E'en twining out a thread with
lane ; little din,
When Wattie wander'dae night thro' the And beeking my cauld limbs afore the sun.
shaw, What brings my bairn this gate sae air at
And tint himsell amaist amang the snaw; morn?
When Mungo's mare stood still, and swat Is there nae muck to lead ?-to thresh nae
with fright, corn?
When he brought east the howdy under Baul. Enough of baith ; but something
night ; that requires
When Bawsy shot to dead upon the green,
And Sara tint a snood was nae mair seen; Your helping hand, employs now all my
You, lucky, gat the wyte of a' fell out,
And ilk ane bere dreads you a' round Mause. My helping hand, alake! what about ; can I do,
And sae they may that mint to do ye That underneath' baith eild and poortith skaith ; bow?
For me to wrang ye, I'll be very laith ;
But when I meist mak groats, I'll strive to Baul. Ay, but ye're wise, and wiser far
You with a firlot of them, mixt with pease. Or maist part of the parish tells a lie.
Mause. I thank ye, lad ;-now tell me Mause. Of what kind wisdom think ye your demand, I'm possest,
And, if I can, I'll lend my helping hand. That lifts my character aboon the rest?
Baul. Then, I like Peggy ;-Neps is Baul. The word that gangs, how ye're fond of me ;sae wise and fell,
Peggy likes Pate ;-and Patie's bauld and Ye'll may be take it ill gif I should tell. slee,
And loes sweet Meg ;-but Neps I downa Because by education I was taught
To speak and act aboon their common Cou'd ye turn Patie's love to Neps, and thought. then
Their gross mistake shall quickly now Peggy's to me,-I'd be the happiest man. appear ;
Soon shall they ken what brought, what Mause. I'll try my art to gar the bowls
keeps me here ; row right;
Nane kens but me,
e,-and if the morn were Sae gang your ways, and come again at
I'll tell them tales will gar them a' sing 'Gainst that time I'll some simple things
[Exit. Worth all your pease and groats ; tak ye nae care.
CHRIST'S KIRK ON THE Baul. Well, Mause, I'll come, gif I the
GREEN. road can find;
Ramsay added the following note to But if ye raise the deil, he'll raise the wind; Canto II. of “ Christ's Kirk on the Syne rain and thunder, may be, when 'tis Green”_his first canto :-late,
“ The king having painted the rustic squabble Will make the night sae mirk, I'll tine the
with an uncommon spirit in a most ludicrous gate.
manner, in a stanza of verse the most difficult We're a' to rant in Symie's at a feast, to keep the sense complete, as he has done O! will ye come like badrans, for a jest ;
without being forced to bring in the words for
crambo's sake where they return so frequently. And there yecan our different 'haviours spy;
Ambitious to imitate so great an original, I There's nane shall ken o't there but you
put a stop to the war, called a congress, and and I?
made them sign a peace, that the world might
have their picture in the more agreeable hours Mause. 'Tis like I may,—but let na on
of drinking, dancing, and singing." 'Tween you and me, else fear a kittle cast.
The day's revelry ends with a mar
riage bedding-ceremony; and if there Baul. If I aught of your secrets e'er were any other, nothing is told of it, advance,
except that in a note he says the May ye ride on me ilka night to France.
scene is placed at the church of Leslie [Exit Bauldy. in Fife. Of Canto III., the opening Mause her lane.
stanza of which is equal to anything he Hard luck, alake! when poverty and eild, has written, he says :Weeds out of fashion, and a lanely bield, “Curious to know how my bridal folks With a sma' cast of wiles, should in a would look next day after the marriage, I twitch,
attempted the third Canto, which opens with a Gie ane the hatefu' name, “a wrinkled description of the morning; then the friends witch."
come to present their gifts to the new married
couple. .. A new scene of drinking This fool imagines, as do mony sic,
is represented, and the young man is creeled ; That I'm a wretch in compact with Auld then the character of the smith's ill-natured Nick ;
shrew is drawn, which leads in the description
of riding the stang ; next Maggie Murdy has Her aunt a pair o' tangs fush' in, an exemplary character of a good wise wife ; Right bald she spak an' spruce, deep drinking and bloodless quarrels make an
"Gin your guidman shall mak a din, end of an old tale."
An' gabble like a goose, The canto is given entire, except the Shorin,a whan fou, to skelp ye'r skin, last two stanzas, and, as an imitation Thir tangs may be o' use : of the ancient, is of course unaltered. Lay them en'lang his pow or shin,
Wha wins syne may mak roose 3
Between you twa."
Auld Bessy in her red coat braw,
Came wi' her ain oe 4 Nanny. Carles wha heard the cock had craw'n,
An odd-like wife they said that saw,
A moupin runkled 5 granny :
She fley'd the kimmers ane an'a';
Word gaed she was nae kanny ;7
Nor wad they let Lucky awa'
Till she was fou wi' branny,
Like mony mae. But some wha had been fou 3 yestreen, Sic as the letter-gae, 4
Steen, fresh an' fastin 'mang the rest,
8 Air up,5 had nae will to be seen,
Cam in to get his morning, Grudgin their groat“ to pay.
Speer'd gin the bride had taen the test, But what aft fristed's no forgien,
And how she lo'ed her corning ; Whan fouk has nought to say ;
She leugh as she had fan a nest, Yet sweer were they to rake their een, 8
Said, Let a-bee ye'r scorning. Sic dizzy heads had they,
Quoth Roger, Fegs, I've doon my best, An' het that day.
To gi'er a charge o' horning, Be that time it was fair foor days, 9
As weel's I may. As fou's the house cou'd pang, To see the young fouk' ere they raise, Kind Kirsh was there, a kanty, lass, Gossips came in ding dang,
Black ey'd, black hair'd, an' bonny ; An' wi' a soss aboon the claiths,
Right weel red up an' jimp to she was, Ilk ane their gifts down flang : 10
An' wooers had fu' mony : Twall toop-horn-spoons11 down Maggy | I wat na how it cam to pass, lays,
She cudled in wi' Jonnie,
An' tumbling wi' him on the grass,
Dang a' her cockernony"
A-jee that day. Climbed westward. 7 What is delayed is Began to stretch.
not cancelled. 3 Tipsy. 8 Rub their eyes open. Fetched.
7 Safe. 4 The precentor. 9 Broad daylight. 2 Threatening.
8 Stephen 5 Early up. 10 Threw down their 3 Boast.
9 Merry, cheerful. 6 A fine for being
marriage present 4 Grandchild. drunk. on the bed. 5 Mumping wrinkled.
" Hair made up in II A dozen of rams' horn spoons.
6 Frightened the gossips. a knot.