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* It is not exactly known who composed either the words or the Music of Bess the Gawkie. “ The Song shows,” however, BURNS observes, “ that the Scottish Muses did not all leave us when we lost Ramsay and OSWALD, as I have good reason to believe that the verses and music are both posterior to the days of these two Gentlemen. It is a beautiful song, and in the genuine Scottish taste. We have few pastoral compositions, I mean the pastoral of nature, that are equal to this." OSWALD, who was a Music-seller in London, published a large collection of Scottish tunes called the Caledonian's Pocket Companion, and was likewise celebrated both as a composer and performer of Scottish music.
In praise o' my sweet Mary, 0.
My blythe, my bonnie Mary, 0.
My blythe, my darling Mary, 0.
Ye pow'rs aboon, O guard frae harms
Let bloom my bonnie Mary, O.
Eternal bliss on Mary, 0.
For O she's handsome, sweet, and fair,
My blythe, my darling Mary, 0. *
THE HIGHLAND LADDIE.
But O! they're vain and idly gaudy;
O my bonnie Highland laddie,
The Lawland lass and her Highland laddie.
To be the wealthiest Lawland lady,
O my bonnie, fc.
In a' his airs, wi' art made ready,
O my bonnie, &c.
And leave my Lawland kin and daddie;
O my bonnie, 8c.
* This piece, by no means unworthy of some of our best Bards, is by the author of the “ Banks of Glaizart."
A painted room, and silken bed,
May please a Lawland laird and lady;
O my bonnie, c.
I ca' him my dear Highland laddie,
O my bonnie, fc.
Than that his love prove true and steady
O my bonnie, &c. *
ADDRESS TO CALEDONIA.
TUNE_" Erin go Bragh." . CALEDONIA, my country, thy rivers and fountains,
And green fertile vallies, exulting I sing:
.. Since the foolish and fruitless attempts of the Stewart family to regain possession of the British throne,-their right to which had been declared null by the voice of the nation, in consequence of their frequent violations of the public law, and subsequent voluntary abandonment of the country, the Highland Laddie has been a favourite theme with the Scottish Muses. Accordingly there have been several songs, as well as tunes, of this name, all of them more or less tinged with Jacobitism; but, except the one here given, and another of later date to a different tune, which will appear afterwards, none of them, perhaps, possess merit enough to render them worthy of a lasting celebrity.
How pleasant thy sweet blooming moorlands and moun
tains, When dressed in the gaudy profusion of spring; When fann'd by the soft summer sea breeze thy shore is; When flocks bleat around us, and woods pour their
chorus; And mild morning beams gild the landscape before us, All sparkling with dew-drops-How charming the
scene! Healthy thy clime is, of mild temperature,
Remote from the rage of the polar extremes, And distant from regions where languishing Nature
Melts in the blaze of the sun's torrid beams. * Happy land! where no raging volcanoes are roaring; Where no serpents hiss, no fell monster" devouring; No clouds stored with death in thy horizon low'ring;
Nor pestilence floats on thy wind's breezy wing. While, daring and prudent, thy sons fill their stations;
Scarce equalled in Arts, and unrivalled in arms; For learning, thy fame resounds through the Nations;
And peerless, thy daughters, in virtue and charms. From times unrecorded thy freedom descended, Through ages of heroes, whose broad sword defended Thy Charters—while foes saw their vengeance expended
Against thy wild mountains and borders in vain. Be plenty, my country, and peace thy possession,
And freedom's bright sun-beams illume thy clear day; And far from thy shores be all want and oppression;" • While virtue's bold streams sweep corruption away. May friendship unite, and may love, and affection, And reason, thy children exalt to perfection: To guard thy lov'd shores, be thy strength and protec- tion, . While time rolls his ages unnumber'd away. *
* This song is the production of Mr. Thomas Smith, weaver in Calton of Glasgow. It is a piece of considerable poetical merit, and does great honour to the talents of the author.