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Thank you for sharing them, and the next ones are the regencies and colonials. Oh, my. It was especially nice that you were able to show your original pics with all the fantastic details. I love that Molly set so much. Lindsay is wearing it because my Molly still has her original red ribbons on her braids so I made sure she always wears a coordinating red outfit.

Debbie, I did see your note that you ordered your LD from Magalie. That woman is very special to me. She is absolutely a dear to work with. You will love your little miss! Linda, yes, Caroline is wearing that peach of a set from Jeanne. Yes, I have two Kirsten dolls, one is in storage, and the other is wearing, permanently, an extraordinary bunad outfit I commissioned many years ago for her.

She has her little Dala Floda horse with her and her rag doll. And yes, the doll in the Acorn Dress is a Josefina that I bought with the wig replaced with this one. The next doll is a JLY or whatever the doll was called at the time. Again, Jeanne, it was so dear of you to share these, and for sharing your incredible talent with us all every day, May your troubles soon be over, my dear. The reason is to attract the birds early …they try to eat the plastic ornaments only to find out they are not good…..

We wrapped the blueberry bushes in green tulle and the birds leave them alone too. Great idea about the tomatoes, we will have to try that as we have had deer eating the tops off of our plants. Beautiful dresses and beautiful dolls!

Now up in the morning's no for me, But up in the morning na, na, na — Up in the morning early Up in the morning early When snaw blaws in at the chimley cheek, The gowans maun glent 6 on bank and brae, Wha'd rise in the morning early?

When I rise in the morning early. Stenhouse, the annotator of Johnson's Museum, believes that the English borrowed this air from us, and sang to it some of their old songs. It would rather seem that we borrowed the air from them, and that we never had an old Scottish song adapted to it ; at least neither Allan Pvamsay nor David Herdjuiew of such a thing.

Our earliest song to the tune was written by Burns about S ; that given above, which is now usually sung to the air, is by John Hamilton, music-seller in Edinburgh, who died so recently as 1S At that time the music of our country was in fashion in England, and it was customary to call every simple air Scottish, whether it possessed any other claim to the title or not.

The music-books of the period literally swarm with such tunes, frequently giving the name of the composer so that there was no idea of nationality necessarily attached to them, any more than there is to ;.

Chappell gives the successive names of the air in England as "Stingo, or, The oyle of barley," du-ing the Commonwealth " The country lass," under Charles II. See ;. On his gray yade, as he did ride, The maid put on her kirtle 3 brown, Wi' dirk and pistol by his side, She was the brawest in a' the town He prick'd her on wi' meikle pride, I wat on him she didna gloom, Wi' meikle mirth and glee, But blinkit bonnilie.

Out yon moss, out o'? Gudeman, quoth he, be ye within? The maiden blush'd and bing'd 4 fu' law, I'm come your dochter's love to win, She hadna will to say him na, I carena for making meikle din But to her daddie she left it a', What answer gi'e ye me? As they twa could agree. Now, wooer, sin' ye are lighted down, The bridal day it came to pass, Where do ye won, 1 or in what town?

Wi' mony a blythsome lad and lass I think my dochter winna gloom, But siccan" a day there never was, On a lad as ye. Chappell, and the air itself to Our claim rests on the fact that Allan Ramsay bom 16S6 , mentions the song specially in the preface to his Tea-Table Miscellany as known ' time out of mind, " and marks it in the body of the work with a Z, to indicate its being an ancient '. It may also be remarked that the measure of the Scottish verses seems better fitted to the air than the double rhymes on the second and fourth lines of the English song.

The tune having been known in both countries for upwards of two centuries, it may be considered as the common property of the northern counties of the one, and the southern counties of the other kingdom. Our monarch's hindmost year but ane He'll ha'e misfortunes great and sma', Was five-and-twenty days begun, But ay a heart aboon them a' 'Twas then a blast o' Janwar' win' He'll be a credit till us a',.

Blew hansel in on Robin. We'll a' be proud o' Robin. The gossip keekit ' in his loof. So leeze me on thee, Robin. The old air of " gin ye were dead, gudeman," consisted of one strain only. The second strain was taken from one of Oswald's variations of the original air, published in the fourth volume of his Caledonian Pocket Companion. The air is thought to be of an older date than , as the Reformers are said to have sung it then to one of their spiritual hymns.

As fair art thou, my bon - nie lass, Sae. And the rocks melt wi' the sun Though it were ten thousand mile I [0] I will love thee still my dear, Though it were ten thousand mile, my love While the sands o' life shall run.

Though it were ten thousand mile And fare thee weel, my only love, And I will come again, my love, And fare thee weel a while Though it were ten thousand mile.

The subject must at one time have been a favourite with our minstrels, for no less than three versions of it are given in the second volume of Burns' works edited by Hogg and Motherwell. The first was furnished by Mr. Peter Buchan, who says, " The song which — supplied Burns with such exquisite ideas, was written by Lieutenant Hinches as a farewell to his sweetheart.

This is unfortunate, for ;. The next version is from a common stall ballad, picked up by Mr. Motherwell, entitled, " The turtle-dove, or True love's farewell. The present song seems to owe some of its lines to Song VI. Motherwell observes, "this song shows how tenaciously his Burns' memory retained every idea which a rude ditty suggested to his creative mind. In Johnson's Museum the song was set to two different airs, one a strathspey, called by Gow, " Major Graham," and the other a fine old melody of one strain, called, " Queen Mary's Lament.

Sibbald, in his Chronicle of Scottish Poetry, vol. Wedderburne's " Gude and Godlie Ballates," are supposed to be alluded to in a Canon ot the Prc- viacial Council, , which denounces severe punishments against those who kept in their possession "aliquos libros rythmorum seu cantilenarum vulgarum, scandalosa ecclesiasticorum, aut quamcunque haeresim in se con- tinentia. As the succeeding stanzas are each two lines longer than the first, it is necessary in singing them to repeat the second as well as the first strain of the melody.

Another, and a very objectionable, mode is, however, more generally adopted; this is, to omit a portion of each stanza, and thus accommodate it to the music. Ance mair, gude be praised, round my ain heartsome ingle, AVi' the friends o' my youth mingle I cordially Nae forms to compel me seem wae or glad, to I may laugh when I'm merry, and sigh when I'm sad.

Nae falsehood to dread, and nae malice to fear, But truth to delight me, and friendship to cheer Of a' roads to happiness ever were tried, There's nane half so sure as ane's ain fireside.

My ain fireside, my ain fireside, there's nought to compare wi' ane's ain fireside. When I draw in my stool on my cosey hearth-stane, My heart loups sae light I scarce ken't for my ain; Care's down on the wind, it is clean out o' sight, Past troubles they seem but as dreams of the night.

I hear but kend voices, kend faces I see, And mark saft affection glent fond frae ilk e'e Nae fleechings o' flattery, nae boastings o' pride, 'Tis heart speaks to heart at ane's ain fireside. She died about The air is that given in Johnson's Museum under the title of "Todlen hame.

See Museum Hlustrations, vol. I may sit in my 2. With Spirit. I will sing a rant - in' sang The day our king comes owre the water. I'll put on my brid - al goun The day our king comes owre the water. I ha'e seen the gude auld day, Acurse on dull and drawling Whig, The day o' pride and chieftain's glory, The whining, rantin', low deceiver, When royal Stuarts bore the sway, Wi' heart sae black, and look sae big, And ne'er heard tell o' Whig nor Tory.

And cantin' tongue o' clishmaclaver! Though lyart be my locks and grey, My father was a gude lord's son, And eild has crook'd me doun what matter— My mother was an earl's daughter, I '11 dance and sing ae other day, And I '11 be Lady Keith again That day the king comes owre the water. The day our king comes owre the water. He says in a note, " It seems to have been composed by the Lady Marischall, or by some kindred bard in her name.

She was a Roman Catholic, and so strongly attached to the exiled family, that on the return of her two sons to Scotland, she would not suffer them to enjoy any rest till they engaged actively in the cause of the Stuarts. James, the younger, was the celebrated Field-Marshal Keith, who, after attaining the highest military rank in the Russian service, entered that of Frederick the Second of Prussia, by whom he was held in great esteem. He was killed at the battle of Hochkirchen in , and was buried with military honours by Marshal Daun, his Austrian opponent.

Frederick, however, afterwards transferred his body to Berlin, and there erected a superb monument to his memory. The air has been discovered in William Graham's MS.

Flute Book , under the name "Playing amang the rashes ;" Oswald has it in his Caledonian Pocket Companion, and calls it "The rashes," thus showing that we had an earlier song to the tune than the "The Boyne Water. It begins, "My Jockey Myth. My hum - ble knap - sack a' my wealth; A. A leal light heart beat in my breast, Our humble cot and namely fare, My hands unstain'd wi' plunder Ye freely shall partake it And for fair Scotia, hame again, That gallant badge, the dear cockade, I cheery on did wander.

Ye're welcome for the sake o't I thought upon the banks o' Coil, — She gazed she redden'd like a rose I my Nancy thought upon Syne pale as ony lily I thought upon the witchin' smile, She sank within my arms, and cried, That caught my youthful fancy. Art thou my ain dear Willie? At length I reach'd the bonnie glen, By Him who made yon sun and sky, Where early life I sported By whom true love's regarded, I pass'd the mill and trystin' thorn, I am the man and thus may still!

Where Nancy oft I courted. True lovers be rewarded. Wha spied I but my ain dear maid, The wars are o'er, and I'm come hame, Down by her mother's dwelling! And find thee still true-hearted; And turn'd me round to hide the flood Though poor in gear, we're rich in love, That in my e'e was swelling.

And mair we'se ne'er be parted. Wi' alter'd voice, quothI, Sweet lass, Quoth she, My grandsire left me gowd, Sweet as yon hawthorn's blossom, A mailin' plenish'd fairly happy, happy may he be,! Then come, my faithfu' sodger lad, That's dearest to thy bosom!

Thou'rt welcome to it dearly. My purse is light, I've far to gang, For gold the merchant ploughs the main, And fain wad be thy lodger, The farmer ploughs the manor I've served my king and country lang : But glory is the sodger's prize, Tak' pity on a sodger. The sodger's wealth is honour. Sae wistfully she gazed on me, The brave poor sodger ne'er despise, And lovelier was than ever Nor count him as a stranger :.

Quoth she, A sodger ance I lovec? Remember he's his country's stay, Forget him will I never 1 In day and hour of danger. Captain Charles Gray, R. The air is probably much older than the date of Mrs. Crockat's MS. Stenhouao does not trace its antiquity. Gay chose the air for one of his songs in " Polly," printed in It was in and a -bout the Mart' -mas time, When the green leaves were a - fall - in', That.

Young man, I think ye're dyin'. And be kind to Barbara Allan. And slowly, slowly left him, 0, the better for me ye'se never be, And sighin', said, she could not stay, Though your heart's blude were a-spiiim'. Since death of life had reft him. Oh, dinna ye mind, young man, she said, She hadna gane a mile but twa, When the red wine ye were fillin', When she heard the deid-bell knellin', That ye made the healths gae round and round, And every jow 2 that the deid-bell gi'ed. And slichtit Barbara Allan?

It cried, Woe to Barbara Allan. Oh, mother, mother, inak' my bed, And mak' it saft and narrow, Since my love died for me to-day, I'll die for him to-morrow. Bishop Percy had an old printed copy in his possession, which was entitled, 'Barbara Allan's Cruelty, or the Young Man's Tragedy,' reprinted in the third volume of his Ancient Songs and Ballads, at London in It is evidently an embellished edition of the old Scottish ballad in the Museum, which is taken verbatim from that preserved in Ramsay's Miscellany in The learned prelate's copy makes the heroine's residence at Scarlet Town, the city of Carlisle, perhaps, and calls the hero Jemmye Grove.

Be that as it may, it has been a favourite ballad at every country fire-side in Scotland, time out of memory. The strains of the ancient minstrel who composed this song may, indeed, appear harsh and unpolished when compared with modern refinements nevertheless he has depicted the incidents of his ;.

A learned correspondent informs me, that he remembers having heard the ballad frequently sung in Bumfries-shire, where it was said the catastrophe took place—that there were people of the name of Allan who resided in the town of Annan and that in some papers which he had seen, mention is made of a Barbara of that family; but he is of opinion she may have been baptized from the ballad.

In the Add. Stenhouse alludes to me! I remember that the peasantry of Annandale sang many more verses of this ballad than have appeared in print, but they were of no merit— containing numerous magnificent offers from the lover to his mistress— and, among others, some ships in sight, which may strengthen the belief that this song was composed near the shores of the Solway. I need scarcely add, that the name of Grahame, which the luckless lover generally bears, is still quite common in and about Annan.

I have often admired the ease and simplicity of the first verse, and the dramatic beauty of the second. Its author is unknown. We find in Mr. An ex - ile frae her fa - ther's ha'. Lord Gregory, mind'st thou not the grove Hard is thy heart, Lord Gregory, By bonnie Irwin-side, An' flinty is thy breast Where first I own'd that virgin-love Thou dart of heaven that flashest by, I lang, lang had denied? His wrangs to heaven an' me. Urbani's Collection; but does not appear in any older collections.

It is defective in rhythmical struc- ture, four measures alternating with three, in both strains. In the present edition, this defect is supplied by additional measures in the pianoforte arrangement, while the air is left intact. This, I conjecture, is one of these very few, as the ballad, which is a long one, is called, both by tradition and in printed collections, The Lass o' Lochroyan,' which I take to be Lochroyan, in '.

The words adopted in this collection, were written by Burns in for Mr. George Thomson's work. The song is founded upon the ballad above mentioned, " The Lass o' Lochroyan," which was first published in a perfect state by Sir Walter Scott in his Minstrelsy of the Border, vol. An' the rain draps o'er my chin. Or mermaid o' the flood. A-i- m Wil - Here. Concluding symphony. Winter winds blew loud and cauld at our partin ;.

Fears for my Willie brought tears in my e'e :. Welcome now, summer, and welcome, my Willie The summer to nature, my Willie to me. Rest, ye wild storms, in the caves of your slumbers! How your dread howling a lover alarms! Wauken, ye breezes row gently, ye billows! But, oh, if he's faithless, and minds na his Nannie, Flow still between us, thou wide roarin' main!

May I never see it, may I never trow it. But, dying, believe that my Willie's my ain! Its melodic structure is remarkable. The commencement indi- cates the major key of F, while the close is in D minor. We have seen such modulation in modern classical music, but only in the first strain of an Andante ; the second strain reverting to the key first indicated, and concluding in it. In this Scottish melody there is, therefore, a curious peculiarity of modulation, which is not only free from harshness, but is pathetically pleasing and effective.

It is a common error to believe that a melody must begin and end in one and the same key. There is no reason for that, save custom and arbitrary rules. If the modulation is smoothly and artistically managed, a melody may begin in one key and end in another relative key, without any real impropriety nay, often with good effect, as is shown in this very air.

Technical and scholastic rules for the structure of music and poetry are continually liable to exceptions, which it is the province of genius to discover. The date of the composition of this air, or its author, cannot now be ascertained. Burns' first version of his song, " Here awa', there awa'," was written in March , and sent to Mr. George Thomson. George Thomson, in which Burns at first acquiesced. But, as Doctor Currie remarks in his edition of Burns' Works, " our poet, with his usual judgment, adopted some of these alterations, and rejected others.

The last edition is as follows. Currie, is the one here published. In his letter to Mr. George Thomson, April , regarding " Here awa', there awa'," and some other songs, Burns thus expresses his opinion of what is essential to a song or a ballad — simplicity " Give me leave to criticise your taste in the only thing in which it!

You know I ought to know something of my own trade. Of pathos, sentiment, and point, you are a complete judge but there is a quality more necessary than either in a song, and which is ;. Saw ye John-nie com - in'! Saw ye John-nie com - in'? WV his blue bon - net on his head. And his dog - gie rin - nin'; Wi'. Fee him, father, fee him, quo' she, What will I do wi' him, quo' he, Fee him, father, fee him ; What will I do wi' him?

Fee him, father, fee him, quo' she, He's ne'er a sark upon his back— Fee him, father, fee him And I ha'e nane to gi'e him. For he is a gallant lad, I ha'e twa sarks into my kist, And a weel-doin' And ane o' them I'll gi'e him And a' the wark about the house, And for a merk o' mair fee Gaes wi' me when I see him, quo' she, Dinna stand wi' him, quo' she, Wi' me when I see him.

Dinna stand wi' him. I take it to be very old. This observation has been hastily made for the ; air, either when played or sung slowly, as ought to be, is exceedingly pathetic, not lively. Burns afterwards became sensible it. Eraser's set of this tune when he plays it slow, in fact he makes it the language of despair.

Were it possible ;. I shall here give you two stanzas in that style, merely to try if it will be any improvement. Thomas Fraser, to whom Burns alludes, was an intimate acquaintance of the poet, and an excellent musician. He still lives, and is at present the principal oboe concerto player in Edinburgh, of which city he is a native. His style of playing the melodies of Scotland is peculiarly chaste and masterly. The Editor of the present work can speak of the abilities of Thomas Fraser as an excellent oboe player.

The following are the two stanzas written by Burns for this air, and sent to Mr. Thomson in September :. Thou hast left me ever, Jamie, Thou hast me forsaken, Jamie, Thou hast left me ever Thou hast me forsaken ;. Thou hast left me ever, Jamie, Thou hast me forsaken, Jamie, Thou hast left me ever. Thou hast me forsaken. Aften hast thou vow'd that death Thou canst love anither jo, Only should us sever While my heart is breaking :.

Now thou's left thy lass for aye Boon my weary e'en I'll close, I maun see thee never, Jamie, Never mair to waken, Jamie, :'ll see thee never. Tarn Glen Tarn Glen? J Pa tempo. My daddie says gin I '11 forsake him, The last Hallowe'en I was waukin' He me guid hunder merks ten 11 gi'e My droukit sark sleeve, as ye ken, But if it 's ordain'd I maun tak him, His likeness cam' up the house staulkin', wha will I get but Tarn Glen?

And the very grey breeks o' Tam Glen. Yestreen at the valentines' dealin', Come counsel, dear tittie, don't tarry, My heart to my mou' gied a sten', I '11 gi'e you my bonnie black hen, For thrice I drew ane without failin', Gin ye will advise me to marry And thrice it was written Tam Glen.

The lad I lo'e dearly, Tam Glen. Thomson gave it a place in the fifty airs which formed the first edition of the Orpheus Caledonius, , and adapted to it the words, "My daddie's a delver of dykes.

Where or how he acquired that air will never be known but it seems not a little strange that a ;. It is as old as the Commonwealth, and was then sung in derision of "Old Hewson the Cobbler " and regicide, whose name it bears. The air is pretty, but being short— eight bars only—the ear tires of the repetition in a long song, hence the cause of its having been superseded by " Geordie's byre.

My name is old Hewson the Cobbler. He has gowd 4 his cof - fers, He has. As blythe and as artless as the lamb on the lea,. And dear to my heart as the light to the e'e. The day comes to me, but delight brings me nane The night comes to me, but my rest it is gane I wander my lane 9 like a night-troubled ghaist, 10 And I sigh as my heart it wad " burst in my breast.

Lyra- Viol Book, mentioned in the Introduction to this work. It differs a little from the sets given by Johnson and others. The set adopted by the arranger for this work is nearly the one given in Watts' Musical Miscellany, The neglect of the ordinary compass of voices, alluded to in a previous Note, again occurs here.

The air was published in the Orpheus Oaledonius, in , and in Watts' Musical Miscellany, , vol. Laing notices the air as occurring in Mr. Blaikie's M. I woo'd her when puirtith's cauld hand sweet are thy banks, bonnie Tweed! Lay sair on hersel' an' her kin And sweeter the mays wha there bide But though I had plenty o' gear, But sweetest of a' is the lass! Some persons, upon no foundation of evidence, have given to David Rizzio the credit of its composition.

In the last century, James Oswald, a very unscrupulous man, ascribed several of our Scottish melodies to Rizzio, for the purpose of enhancing the value of his collections of Scottish airs in the eyes of the public. That Oswald frequently passed off his own tunes in private as the compositions of Rizzio, we learn from the following lines of a poem printed in the Scots Magazine, :— " When wilt thou teach our soft iEidian [Edinian?

Alexander dimming and my mother his daughter and sister. Besides, Oswald's own compositions want the simplicity of the old airs, and do not rise above mediocrity. Con- sequently, not even one of them has taken its place among the popular melodies of Scotland.

In Dr. Leyden's MS. Lyra- Viol Book, referred to in the Introduction to this work, we find No. That close, which seems to us more truly Scottish in character, we have given in the present edition while those who prefer a ;. These are likewise old, and are much better than the ordinary minuet closes adopted during last century, and which are still allowed to disfigure all modern versions of the air. A set of " Tweedside," differing little from the modern sets of the air, appears in a work of the famous Florentine violinist, F.

Veracini, pp. This is the first instance we have seen of a Scottish air introduced in the violin solos of any old Italian violinist. The air is not named in Veracini's work, but is merely indicated as " Scozzese," i. But alas my dear heart, all my sighing's for thee! O the sheep-herding's lightsome amang the green braes, Where Cayle wimples clear 'neath the white-blossomed slaes, Where the wild-thyme and meadow-queen scent the saft gale, And the cushat croods leesomely down in the dale.

There the lintwhite and mavis sing sweet frae the thorn, And blithe lilts the laverock abune the green corn. And a' things rejoice in the simmer's glad prime But my heart's wi' my love in the far foreign clime. The yellow-hair'd laddie. Farquhar Graham, a very competent judge, says the present form of the air is " probably not older than about the end of the seventeenth century.

But it appears to be more than probable that there existed an earlier, simpler, and more Scottish version. That our airs lost much of their simple pathos between the reigns of Charles I. This is so far undeniable ; we have no copy either of the air or of the song quite so early ; but in Allan Ramsay's Tea-Table Miscellany , besides several contemporary songs to the tune, we have "The auld yellow-hair'd laddie," which begins, '.

This is evidently the song that gave its name to the air, and must therefore have existed with its tune before Brooksby printed his ballad ; indeed probably nearer to the times of James VI.

In modern days the measure is not uncommon, but I know only on! He added many more stanzas, sufficient for singing. FT When thou art far a - wa' Thou'lt. When Or walk I gae out at morning air, at e'en, I'll. By ilka burn and tree Then I'll sit down and cry, And live aneath the tree, Wi' sie thoughts i' my mind, Time through the world may gae, And when a leaf fa's in my lap word frae thee. And find my heart in twenty years I'll ca't a The same as 'tis to-day. I'll hie me to the bower 'Tis thoughts that bind the soul, That thou wi' roses tied And keep friends i' the e'e And where wi' mony a blushing bud And gin I think I see thee aye.

I strove mysel' to hide. What can part thee and me 1 Make ; cause. Patrick Maxwell in the in his edition of Miss Blamire's poems, , informs us, that she was born at Cardew Hall, Cumberland, on 12th January ; that she passed a good deal of her time in Scotland her eldest sister, Sarah, having married — Colonel Graham of Duchray in 17G7; and that she died at Carlisle on 5th April Maxwell says of her : — " She had a graceful form, somewhat above the middle size, and a countenance, though slightly marked with the small-pox, beaming with good nature; her dark eyes sparkled with animation, and won every heart at the first introduction.

She was called by her affectionate countrymen, ' a bonnie and varra lish young lass ' which may be interpreted as meaning a beautiful and very lively young girl. Her affability and total freedom from affectation put to flight that reserve which her presence was apt to create in the minds of her humbler associates for they quickly perceived that she really wished them happiness, and aided in promoting it ; by every effort in her power.

She freely mingled in their social parties, called merry meets, in Cumberland; and by her graceful figure, elegant dancing, and kind-hearted gaiety, gave a zest to the entertainments, which, without her presence, would have been wanting.

Since writers, who ought to have acquired better information, have not only re-echoed Oswald's mis-statement, but have, besides, asserted that Rizziowas the originator of the Scottish style of melody, we consider it our duty to examine the question thoroughly, with the view of bringing it to a true conclusion. This will require more space than can be afforded to any single Note; we shall therefore present our materials in such paragraphs as they may naturally fall into.

How or when such a belief originated, may be difficult to determine; but certainly there are no traces of it for a century and a-half after Rizzio's death. During all that time there is no historical hint that Rizzio ever composed anything in any style of music and not a vestige of any music, sacred or secular, is ascribed to him. The Helicopter Economics Investing Guide. If you're short, I'm the sucker going long I Fucking Love Politics.

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