Welcome Charlie o'er the 
 
 Main ; 
 
 To which are added, 
 
 The day Return s, 
 
 Hills of Gallowa,. 
 
 Oh Nancy wilt thou fly 
 j with me, 
 
 STIuLINi. i 
 
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WELCOME CHARLIE O'ER THE MAIN. 
 
 Arouse, arouse each kilted clan ! 
 Let Highland hearts lead on the vah, 
 And forward wi' their durks in han* 
 To fight for Royal Charlie* 
 
 Welcome Charlie o'er the main, 
 Our Highland hills are a' your ain, 
 Welcome to your Isle again j 
 O welcome Royal Charlie ! 
 
 Anld Scotia's sens 'mong Highland hills, 
 Can nobly brave the face o' ills; 
 For kindred fire ilk bosom 6% 
 At sight of Royal Charlie. 
 Welcome Charlie, &c. 
 
 The ancient thistle wags her pow," 
 And proudly waves o'er dale and know?; 
 To hear the oath and sacred vow-— 
 WeMl live an*? die for Gbariic. 
 Welcome Charlie; &cc. 
 
 IMoic'd to think nae foreign weed, 
 Shall trample on our kindred seed ? 
 
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F«r weel she kens her sons will bleel, 
 Or fix his throne right fairly. 
 Welcome Charlie, &c. 
 
 Amang the wilds o* Caledon, 
 Breathes there a base degenerate sou, 
 Wba would not to his standard run, 
 And rally round Prince Charlie? 
 Welcome Charlie, &c. 
 
 Then let the flowing quaich go round, 
 And loudly let the Pibroch sound, 
 Till every glen and rock resound 
 The name o' Royal Charlie. 
 
 Welcome Charlie o'er the main. 
 Our Highland hills are a* your aits J 
 Welcome to your throne again, 
 O welcome Royal Charlie, 
 
 THE DAT RETURNS. 
 
 The day returns, my bosom burns, 
 The blissful day we twa did meet J 
 
 Tho' winter wild in tempest toil'd, 
 Ne'er summer sun was hauf sae sweet 
 
 Than a' the pride that loads the tide, 
 And crosses o'er the sultry line, 
 
'['hail kingly robes, than crowns and globes, 
 Heav'n gave me more it made thee mwe* 
 
 While day and night can bring delight; 
 
 Or nature aught of pleasure give 5 
 While joy above my mind can move, 
 
 For thee and thee alone I live, 
 When that grim foe of life below, 
 
 Comes in between to make us part, 
 The iron hand that breaks our band, 
 
 It breaks my bliss — it breaks my heart. 
 
 THE SAILOR SOT. 
 
 To Davy Jones old dad was gotte 5 
 
 And mother likewise dead^ 
 When little I was left alone> 
 
 To labour for my .bread. 
 No matter, I ne'er pip'd my eye, 
 
 Thof care attached me sore, 
 But soon become a sailor boy, 
 
 And left all care on shere, 
 
 All danger did 1 smiling score, 
 And swigg'd the flowing can, 
 
 And prov'd myself from stem to jftftl** 
 A sailor and a man. 
 
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 To Indies, east ana West, I sail**!, 
 The line I cross'd o 4 er and o'er. 
 
 Ere on my hative beach I haiM, 
 My Pretty Poll oh shore* 
 
 We jigg'd it at a merry dance, 
 
 And both dislik'd to part, 
 My timbers stout may start by cliau*. • 
 
 Bat English oak my heart. 
 Then let but fortune cheevly smile 
 
 And hand me gold galore, 
 Why, all the sum of all my toil 
 
 Is pretty Poll on shore* 
 
 HILLS OF GALLOWA, 
 
 Amang the bi'rks sae blythe and gay, 
 
 I met my Julia hameward gaun j> 
 The Unties chantit on the spray. 
 
 The lammies lowpit on the lawn ; 
 On ilka swaird the hay was mavrti, 
 
 The braes wi v gowans buskit brav* j 
 And gloamin's plaid o' grey was thraWii? 
 
 Out o'er the hills of Gallows 
 
 Wi' music wild the woodlands rang, 
 And fragrance winged alang the ■ U#*i 
 
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 When down we sat, the flowers amang, 
 Upon the banks of stately Dee. 
 
 My Julia's arms encircled me j 
 Then sweetly slade the hours awa, 
 
 Till dawnin' cost a glimmerin' ee, 
 Upon the hills o' Gallowa. 
 
 It is nae owsen, sheep and kye, 
 
 It is nae gowd it is nae gear, 
 This lifted ee wad hae quoth I, 
 
 The warld's drumlie gloom to chear j 
 But gie to me my Julia dear, 
 
 Ye powers wha rule this earthen ba ; 
 And O sae blythe thro' life I'll steer, 
 
 Amang the hills o* Gallowa. 
 
 When gloamin' daunders up the hill, 
 
 And our gudeman ca's hame the cows j 
 , Wi' her I'll trace the mossy rill, 
 
 That thro' the rashes dimpled rows j 
 Or tint amang the, scroggy knowes, 
 
 My birken pipe I'll sweetly blaw. 
 And sing the streams, the straths, the howes, 
 
 The hills and dales o v Gallowa. 
 
 And when auld Scotland's heathy hills, 
 Her rural nymphs and jovial swains, 
 
 Her flowery wilds and wimpling rilis, 
 Awake nae mair my cantie streams 5 
 
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 Where friendship dwells and freedom reign** 
 Where heather blooms and moor-cocks craw, 
 
 O dig my grave, and lay my bones, 
 Amang the hills o* Gallowa, 
 
 €>H NANNY WILT THOU FLY WITH ME, 
 
 Oh Nanny, wilt thou fly with me, 
 
 nor sigh to leave the charming town, 
 C?an silent glens have charms for thee, 
 
 the lowly c*te taid russet gown. 
 No longer d est in silken sheen. 
 
 no longer deck'd with jewels rare ? 
 Say, canst thou quit the busy scene, si 
 
 where thou wert fairest of the fair. 
 
 Where thou art fairest, wkere thou art falres 
 where thou wert faiies£<of the fair* 
 
 Oh Nanny when thotiVt far awa f 
 
 do thou not cast a wish behind ? 
 Say, canst thou face the flaky saaw 9 
 
 nor shrink before the warping wind, 
 O can that saft and gentlest mien, 
 
 severest hardships learn to bear, 
 * Nor, sad regret each courtly seef^, 
 
 where th ju wert fairest of the fsrir. 
 
 MM LIBRAE! 
 
Manny can'st thou love so true, 
 
 thro* perils keen wi' me to gae, 
 ©f when thy swain mishap shall rue, 
 
 to share wi' him the pangs o* wac, 
 Aijd when invading pains befal, 
 
 wilt thou assume the nurse's care j 
 Nor wishful, those gay scenes reeal, 
 
 where thou wert fairest of the fair. 
 
 And when, at last, thy love shall die, 
 
 wilt thou receive his parting breath, 
 Wilt thou repress each struggling sigh. 
 
 and cheer with smiles the bed of deatfe. 
 And wilt thou o or his much lov d clay, 
 
 strew flowers, and drop the the teudev fcaf, 
 Mor then regret those scenes so gay, 
 
 where thou wcrt fairest pf the fair. 
 
 Tm SA-lWm RETURN, 
 
 behold, from many a hostile shoflSf 
 4nd all the dangers of the ro^n, 
 
 Where billow's i*iomit t and tempests 
 fpM faithful Tow Pi-NrlNl s 
 
 ^V^rfSf »nd wUh hta brings ft fesNjl 
 TUt f^m daily will <tep»rN 
 
 long i-pi|s 8fl trouble* past. 
 
 WUh conquest fcp return fti J$*H 
 
 If a an? to feeajty «hoo!d pfftw? 
 81 u 4ar§ l|*s rTj^to defeat