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SCOTTISH SONGS.

Oh! could I but ken sic a lassie as this,
Oh! could I but ken sic a lassie as this,
I'd freely gang to her,
Caress her and woo her,
At once take up heart and solicit a kiss.

My daddy wad ha'e me to marry wi' Bell,
But wha wad ha'e ane that he canna like well?
What tho' she has meikle, she's bleary and auld,
Camstarie, and saucy, and a terrible scauld.
Oh! gin I get sic a vixen as this,
Oh! gin I get sic a vixen as this,
I'd whap her, and strap her,
And bang her, and slap her,
The devil for me shou'd solicit a kiss.

There's Maggy wad fain lug me into the chain,
She speirs frisky at me, but blinks it in vain:
She trows that I'll ha'e her—but, faith, I think no,
For Willy did for her a long while ago.
Oh! gin I get sic a wanton as this,
Oh! gin I get sic a wanton as this,
She'd horn me, and scorn me,
And hugely adorn me,
And, ere she kiss'd me, gi'e another a kiss.

But find me a lassie, that's youthfu' and gay,
As blythe as a starling, as pleasant as May;
Wha's free from a' wrangling, and jangling and strife,
And I'll tak' her, and mak' her my ain thing for life,
Oh! gin I get sic a lassie as this,
Oh! gin I get sic a lassie as this,
I'll kiss her and press her,
Preserve and caress her,
And think myself greater than Jove is in bliss.




The Braes of Mar.

[Alex. Laing of Brechin.—This song was published (without, however, the illustrative notes here given,) in the Scottish Minstrel, Edinburgh, 1824, edited by R. A. Smith. The air, called "The Braes of Mar," is old and excellent, and is said to have been played on all occasions when the Earl assembled his clan, as it was on their march to the battle of Sherriffmuir, which was fought Nov. 13, 1715.]

The standard[1] on the braes o' Mar,
Is up and streaming rarely;
The gath'ring pipe on Loch-na-gar,
Is sounding lang and sairly.
The Highlandmen
Frae hill and glen,
In martial hue,
With bonnets blue,
With belted plaids,
And burnish'd blades,
Are coming late and eaily.

Wha wadna join our noble chief,[2]
The Drummond[3] and Glengary,[4]
Macgregor,[5] Murray,[6] Rollo,[7] Keith,[8]
Panmure,[9] and gallant Harry?[10]


  1. This standard is supposed to have been made by the Earl's lady, and was very elegant; the colour was blue, having on the one side the Scottish arms wrought in gold, and on the other the Scottish thistle, with these words beneath, "No Union," and on the top the ancient motto "Nemo me impune lacessit." It had pendants of white ribbon, one of which had these words written upon it, "For our wronged king, and oppressed country;" the other ribbon had, "For our lives and liberties."
  2. Erskine, Earl of Mar, commander-in-chief of the Chevalier's army. He proclaimed James the eighth, and raised his standard at Castletoun of Brae-Mar, September 6th, 1715. He died in France, 1732.
  3. Drummond, marquis of Drummond, lieutenant-general of James's army, "a nobleman of great spirit, honour, and abilities." He died in France about 1717.
  4. Macdonald of Glengary, "a brave and spirited chief," attainted.
  5. Macgregor—Rob Roy Macgregor, brother to the laird of Macgregor, and hero of the novel which bears his name.
  6. Murray, marquis of Tullibardine: died in the Tower of London, 1746.
  7. Rollo—lord Rollo, "a man of singular merit and great integrity," he died in 1758.
  8. Keith, earl marischal of Scotland: died in Switzerland, 1771.
  9. Maule, earl of Panmure: died in Paris, 1723.
  10. Harry Maule, brother to the earl of Panmure, "who with every personal accomplishment, possessed great intrepidity, military skill," &c. died about 1740.