The Hallow Fair ? To which are added, Queen Marys Lamentation, The Contented Lover, Ungrateful Nanny, Homeward Bound. STIRLING: Printed by W. Macnfe. THE HALLOW FAIR. There's mony bra' Jockies an \ Jeafcies, comes weel buskit into the fair, ? ' Wi v ribbons on iheir cocke nimhs, and south o' brV flower in their hair; Maggy sic brawlie w"as*buskit, when Jockio ttss ty'...- to his bn'e, The powaie was ne'er better m et, wi' a cu^gd that hut g ! side, Sing fi.l de tal, la de Bui Willie, the muirlanci I was mounted c . a gray cow':. Wi' his swo:.d by his sid< a cdie, to ci* in the thee p arid tV Sae nicely hfs doublets did : -i they scarcely '«ra * ; ow, ta mi l^tfeie, Wi' weei powderd hair h d featfrer. w * wi' -houzen, curple and tie. Sing hi de ral, la de. But Maggia grew wondrous jeUaus, see Willie blnlut so bra', 3 An Wattle he satin the aleliouse, aad hard at the bicker did ca', Sae nicely as Maggie sat by him * he took the pint-stoup im his arms, ®uo* he, 1 think they're right saucy, that lo*es na good fathers bairns. Sing fal de ral, la de. &ut now it grew late i' the eening, and bughting time wa« drawing near ; The lasses had stanch'd a* their greening, wi' south o* bra' apples and pears ; There's Tibbie and Sibbie, and Lillie, wha weel on the spindle can spin, S;«od glowriag at signs and glass winnocks, but fiend a ace bade them some in. Sing fal de ral, la de* Gosh guides did you e'er see the like o't, see yonder s a bonny black swan, It looks as it fain weu'd be at us whaOs yon that it has in it's ban', Awa* daft gow'k, quo* Wattie, it's nane but a rfckle o' stick*, See herh's the deil and Bell Hawkie, aad yondei's Mess James and Auld Nfefc, Sing fal de ral, la de, J But Bruekie pl&y'd boa to B&wsie, and aff gaed the eowt like the win' Poor Wflue he fell i' the cawsie atu b'rzodV thtf bancs in hte skin ; The piSiOh fell out o' the hohtsrs, and ware a, bedaubed \vi' dirt, T-ii3 fowks ran about him in clusters, «eme leugh, and said Lad are ye anet ; fal de ral. U de. Tke eawt wad let nae body near hhu, he was ay sae wanton and skeegh 9 The padler stanes he Up o'er them, an' gart a' the fowk stan' abeegh ; We a* steering bahin' and bsfore hinr, for sic i3 the mettle o N bru'.es, Poor Wattie and waes me for him, was forc'd to gang hame in his boots. Sing fal de ial> la de. QUEEN MARY'S LAMENTAT1GN. 1 sign and lament me in vain, these walls can but echo ray moan, A hi i it increases ray pain, w}ien 1 tftink on the day* that ara g«f»» ■.,' : i-! — — riMnmi i mrTmnm Miiirtumn s Through the grate of my prison 1 gee the birds as they waaton in air v My heart how it paets to be tree, ay looks they are wild, with despair. Above thotgh opprest by my fate, 1 burn with contempt for my foes, Though fortune has altered rcy state, she ne'er can subdue rae to those. F»l#e woaaan, in ages to c*m?, thy malice detested "shall be, And when we are coid in the tomb sorae heart will still serrow fsr me. Ye roofs where cold damps a&d dismay, with silence and fortitude dwell, How eomfortable passes the dty : how sadly tolls the evening bell. The owls from the battlement cry ; hollow winds-seera to murmur aroftnd, © WLk&V 1 prepare for to die ray blood it runs eld at the sound. ' THE CON VESTED LOVER. 1 lo't «a a laduie but ane, he lt'e* na a lassie hut -me* HVs willia' to mak me his aim, an' his *in I'm willin* to be. He coft me a rockly 6* blue, a pair o' mittens o x green, An v his price was a kiss o> my mom', an' 1 paid him the debt yestreen. My mither's ay makin' a phraze, tfeat I'm luckie young to be wed ! But lang e'er she counted my days, o* me she was brought to bed. S*e aniiher just settle your tongue, an' dkna be fly ting sae bauld, For we can do the thing whea weVe your/g, that we canna do weel when we're aVtel. UNGRATEFUL NANNY. Did ever a swain a nymph adore, as 1 ungrateful Nar>ny did ? Was ever shepherds heart so sore, or ever broken heart so true. My cheeks are iweli'd with tears, but she Has never wet a cheek for me. If Nanny call'd, did e'er 1 stay» ©r linger wherf she bid nae run* She only had the word to sty, and all she wish'd was quickly dose, 1 always think ef her, but she Does ne'er bestow a thought on Die* To I&t her cows my clover taste bave I not rose by break of (Jar, Did ever Nanny's heifers fast, if Robin in his barn had hay. T&o* to toy field, they welcome wete I ne'er was welcome yet to her. If ever Nan-ay lost a sheep, I che2! fully did give her two ; And 1 he;- lambs did safely keep within raj fold in frost and snow : Have they not there from cold been free But Na my s.iil is cold to ms. When Nanny to the well did edrae, ^ 'twas 1 that oil her pitchers fill ; r .Full as they were 1 brought them home j i c >ro i carried to the mid • M] did hear the sack but she, Will never bear a sight of me. To N,.-r ; ry s poultry o?.t* I giy«j I'm sare they always had' the b*tt ; \V i.th l i ;k aer pigeons have eat up a -v C k of pesse at lsast. Her litt e pigeons kisa but she, .Will neve* take a kiss from m;. Must Eebjn always Nan&) woo, and N nr.y still on Robin A own, Alas ! poor wretch, what shall i-do, If Nanny does n3t lovs ice soon. If n? relief to me she'll b-irv, \ ': - -. '■ ■ ; • ^ MMMim PH ° ^? IS1L- CHILI* HOMEWARD BOUNB. LOOSE every sail lo the breeze, the course of my vfssel improve,' Tve done whh the toils of my sea, sailors, I'm bound to my love. Si«c£ Emma is as true as she'^ fair, say grief 1 fiiag ail to the wind, Tis a plosant return for my care, ■ay rahtr^is is constant aad k'm&» My sails are fiHed to my dear wfe&t tropic bird swiftly caa move, Wtio e*uei shall hold his car&er that returns to the nest of his love?. H«U~t every sail to the breeset eeme shipmates and join in the song, L»i B s dnrsk while the &bip cuts the s:?a, to tie gala that may diive her alocg. FINIS. -Jl) ;:.)«!• •