I«R!* ' "'> - • 'tvVn'fe*.^ z > 0) < z z 2 i u H hi OQ 2 k (0 Q = J < J > >- U < m < 5 tt Q K UJ u J ■ J M N 5 UJ I H z H" H Z en cq H 5 U z E j a. > u a braes SCA .^^r^i • ;;■.- -■ &4X J< ' Jrr<< I * * .* * IkMMMMMimk ■■■■■■■■I y y v t y v y ¥ ^ i forgeW &e hot! S ON G ST CONTAINING A CHOICE COLLECTION OF OLD BAU.AJ) 50X08, AS SUNG BY OUR •^ E> KttEElLJSIIED WTTFI NUMEROUS ENGRAVrNGS, 41? 150th Thousand. ^ NEW-YORK : g NAFIS &. CORNISH, 278 Pearl Street, *> St. Louis, (Mo.) Van Dein & MacDonald Philadelphia- - John B. Perry. CONTENTS American Soldier, AiKv.ver to the Garden Gate, Buys of Ohio, Brave Wo!", Bunch of Rushes, Bloody Brother, Barbara Allan, • Banks of Brundywine, Bonaparte on St. Helena, . Blackbird, Bonny Light Horeem&u, Banks of the Ban, /. ID 29 4$ m 1£> 158 148 19; COKTRKTC. Bold Dighton, Bhick Eyed Susan, Banks of Inverary, Buteh2r's Daughter, - Banks of the Schuylkill, Bony Bunch of Roses, Blind Beggar of Bethnal Green, Battle of Baltimore, Captain Robert Kidd, . Capfain Glen, Caroline of Edinburgh Town Captain Ward, Canada, I. O. Captain James, - Charles Gibbs, Crooked Rib, Corn Uobbs, Distrest Maid, Dawning of the Day, Drummer Boy of Waterloo, Ellen the Fair, - Fanny Blair, Female Sailor, Garden Gate, Green Mountain, George Reilly, Gallant Female Sailor, Gosport Tragedy, Girl I Left Behind Me, Green Bushes. General Armstrong, - Handsome Marry, 04sN«A#ra». yri\ Jemmy and Nancy, James Bird, ... Jack Williams, ... Jollv York Fireman, - Kelly the Pirate, Kate unci her Horns, - Loss of the Albion, Lord Thomas and Fair Eleanor, Lord Bakeman, London Apprentice, - Loss of the Hornet, Lavender Girl, - Major Andre's Death, Mermaid, - Maid I Left Behind IVIe, Majors Only Son, Mary's Dream, Men of Kent, - - Nobie Lords of Canada, A^htingale, - Mew -York Trader, New-York Fireman, - 'Prentice Boy, - - _ Paul Jones, - Penny's Worth of Wit, Poor Little Sweep, Philadelphia Fireman's Song, Rambling Soldier, Rosin tiie Bow, Rinordin~ - Rocks ot auiily, - Rosanna, CONT&MTB. Rambling Boys of Pleasure, ftose of Ardee, - Remember the Poor, - iiVdT Spangled Banner, Sarah Maria Cornell, - Sheffield Apprentice Soldiers Dream, - Sailor Boy's Dream, - Ten O'CIock. - Taxation of North Aiaerkja, Turkish 'Lady, - Tall Young Oystorman, William Tree, .... VviLiirun Reiiij — courtship, Trial Starriace, - W i tin of the Ferry, - Wiki Rover, -..>'•'-'..':,- 9e 319 203 26 105 244 63 43 138 «>5 1(39 207 137 181 54 POPULAR SOMiS. THE JOLLY YORK FIREMAN Wing, dong, bang away, ' mQ rr9 * tW with your „«*,, and |j av af #•• POPULAR SONGS. When fire is called, and the bells loud ring, Every one to his engine doth spring, JLel it rain, hail, snow, or blow, There's not one among, O ! that will be slow. Ding, dong, bang away, &c. And now to a fire how nimbly we trip, And then up a ladder how nimbly we skip, While Borne at the arms are working away, Which causes the water swift through the p?p# play, Ding, dong, bang away, &c. To keep the cold out, and prevent cold strikiaij/ in, Some will drink brandy and some will drink gin, With a piece of* bread and a slice of cold ham, Some will wash down with another good dram. Ding, dong, bang away, &c. vVhen the fire is out and the engine is put up. Next then my bullies and where shall we stop, Oh, I would give it you with a toast or a song Which would make you all laugh, bnX would take me too long, Ding, dong, bang away, &c. Now here is a health to firemen all, May they always be ready to attend duty's call, And wherever they be, At the last great alarm may they all ready b&. Ding, dong, bang away, Engines now, dr»» away, Off with your hos« an , play away. POPULAR SONGS GENERAL ARMSTRONG. Come all you sons of liberty that to the seas be- long, [song : It's worth your whole attention to listen to my The history of a privateer I will detail in full, That fought a six-and-thirty belonging to John BulL The General Armstrong she is called, and saileri fiom New York, [try our luck ; With all our hearts undaunted, once more to She was a noble vessel, a privateer of fame, She had a brave commander, George ChampJia was his name. We stood unto the eastward, all with a favour- ing gale, Iu longitude of fifty we spied a lofty sail, Our mainsail being lower'd and foresail to re- pair, [proved fair. Our squaresail being set, my boys, the wind ii We very soon perceived the lofty ship to be Bearing down upon us while we lay under lee 9 All hands we called and sail did make, then splic- ed the main brace, [gave up the chase. Night coming on, we sailed so fast, she soon Then to Barbadoes we were bound, our courses so well did steer; [did appear, We cruised there for several days and nothing Twas on the 11th of March, to windward oi Surinam, [the land ; We spied a lofty ship my boys at anchor near Ail hands we call'd to quarters and down upoa her bore, [near the shore. Thinking 'twas some merchant ehio then lying' 1 12 POPULAR SONGS. She quickly weighed anchor and from us did steer, [us fear, And setting her top-gallant Bail as if she did But soon we was alongside of her, and gave her a gun, [to run. Betermin'd to fight my hoys, and not from her We hoisted up the bloody flag and down upon her bore, [would show her : Ff she did not strike my boys no quarters we Each man a brace of pistols, a boarding-pike and sword, [do her board. We'll give her a broadside my boys, before we All hands at their quarters lay, until wo came, along side, [courage try'd. And gave them three hearty cheers, their British The lower ports she had shut in, the Arm- strong to decoy, [each Yankee Boy. But quickly she her ports did show, to daunt The first broadside we gave them true, thehr colour shot away, [and mizen stay, 7*heir topsail, haulyards, mizen -rigging, 'main Two ports we did knock into one, his starboard quarter tore, [cannons loud did roar. They overboard their wounded fluug, while She wore directly round my boys, and pip'd all hands on deck, [kee trick, For fear that we would board and serve a Yan- To board a six-and-thirty it was in vain to try, While the grape, round, and langrage, like hail- stones they did fly. Brave Champlin on the quarter deck so nobly gave command, [you can. Fight 03 xay brr^e \mer2cane, dismast b»r ef POPULAR SONGS. 18 The round, grape, and star shot, so well d:d play, £plin low did lay. A musket ball from the maintop brave Chan»- flis wound was quickly dress'd while ho in his cabin lay, [hoard him say; The doctor while attending, these '.voids vm Our Yankee flag shall flourish, our noble cap- toil) cried, [along side Before that we do strike my boys, we'll si;) ; . She was a six-and-thirty, and mounted forty- two, [could wo do ; Wo fought her four glasses, what more then Till six brave seamen we had kill'd which griev'd us full sore, [their g'>ro. And thirteen more wounded lay bleeding in Our foremast being wounded, an d bowsprit like- wise, [besi Ana there we saw a great big thing. As big as a log of maple, And every time thoy wheel'd it round Ittodk twoyoko of cattle. Corn cobs, && And when they went to fire it off It took a horn of powder. It made a noise like daddy's gun, Only a tarnation louder. Corn cobs, &c And then they had a little thing. All bound around with leather, With two little sticks to beat upon To call the men together. Corn cobs, &c- And thero we saw a little thing With six holes bored in it, And every time they blow'd upon I thought the devil was in it. Corn cobs, &n. And there we saw them with big knive» Stuck in a piece of leather, And when the captain he cried draw, They all draw'd out together. Corn cobs, &c. Now ?>rother Ike, he grew so bold, We thought he might have cock'd ifc. But he sneak'd around on tother side And held on daddy's pocket. Corn cobs, &c* 16 POPULAR SONGS. Cone in Jim he came lo town, With a pair of striped trowaera, He ewore he could'nt see the town There were bo many houses. Corn cobs, &c. Aunt Jemime she climbed a tree. And had a stick to boost her, And there she sat throwing corn At our old Bob-tail Rooster. Corn cobs, &c. Old aunt Kate she came to town, And got upon a steeple, She took a frying pan of grog And poured it on the people. Corn cobs, &c Oncle Ben he lost his cow And did'nt know where to find her. And when the cow she came hon^e She had her tail behind her. Corn cobs, &c. * Sister Sue she had much talk, We do not know what ails her. She used to eat nine pounds of pork, But now her stomach fails her. Corn cobs, &c. Now I've sung you all my song And told you all the causes, And all that 1 Jo want of you la all your kind applauses. (Spoken) And jf you don't may Corn cobs, &c POPULAR SONGS. 17 THE BATTLE OF BALTIMORE. Old Ross, Cockburn, and Cochran too, And many a bloody villain more, £>wore with their bloody savage crew, »That they would plunder Baltimore, ut General Winder being afraid _ Tliut his militia would not stand. Ho s'nt away to crave the aid Of a few true Virginians. Then up we rose with hearts elate, To help our suffering sister state, &c fcYiien first our orders we received, F->r to prepare without delay, Jur wives and sweethearts for to leave. And to the army march away. 18 POPULAR SONG'S. Although il griev'd our hearts fuH sore, To leave our sweet. Virginia shore, We kiss'd our sweethearts o'er and o'er, And march'd like true Virginians. Adieu awhile, sweet girls adieu, With honor we'll return to you. With rapid inarches on we went, To lea\3 our sweet Virginia shore, \o hall wis made, no time was spent, Till we arrived at Baltimore. The Baltimoreans did us greet, The ladies clapt their lilly white hands, Exclaiming as we passed the street, Welcome ye brave Virginians. May heaven all your foes confound, And send you home with laurels crown M ie rhroa£fh the town, AliwI sp^rwl your tune in dbarting, O POPULAR SONGS. 1 am sixteen, I do confess, Its true I am no older, O, To place my mind, it ne'er shall part, All on an American Soldier, O. When first my tove he spied me out. He truly was amazed, O, His rakish ey -a they rolled about, And so on me he gazed, O. To me he paid his daily court, No lad was ever bolder, O, He says, young girl will you agree To marry an American Soldier, O e T said, young man, you know you are. You are a stranger, O, And if my mother should find us out, We would be in great danger, O. Continually she scolds at me, To marry some freeholder, O, But none can I find to please my mind, So well as the American Soldier, O. He bravely marched unto the field, As bold as Alexander, O, His uniform from top to toe, All under his brave commander, O Prime and load it was the word, And handle your cartridge neatly, Present and fire, and then retire, They did it most completely, O. Nov; to conclude and end my song. If there be any offended, O, And if there is here any at all, Ita more than I intended* Q POPULAR SONOfi BOYS OF OHIO. >• d forth, ye sons of freed. ■> strangers are to fear ; ; r unto your quarters, * . enter volunteers ; Where you will be advance Above all worldly store. POPULAR SONUS. 23 Whilst we stand under arms. Amid a loyal corps. We are the boys of Ohio. K OLr officers command us, We'll cheerfully obey ; If the British and Indians stand r*. We'll show them Yankee play ; We'll rout them from their trench t^ With our b«dd musketeers, And we'll boldly let them know We're the gallant volunteers. We're the boys of Ohio. And when that we have conquered, As homewards we do come, Triumphant colours flying, With a loud fife and drum, Our sweethearts, wives, arxi children Will meet us with three chert*, Crying, huzza, huzza, huzza, There's the gallant volunteers, There's the boys of Ohio Here's a health unto our President The Mayor and the corps. Our officers and privates, We'll toast them o'er and o'er ; Here'*, a health in good brown whiHiiey The best liquor for the king, And when * T, at we return, boys. In claret we will swim We're the boys of Ohio. 24 POPULAR SONGS. PAUL JONES. An American frigate from Baltimore oame, Her guns mounted forty, the Richard by name Wont to cruise in the channel of old England ; With a noble commander. Paul Jones was th« We had not sail'd long before we did espj V largo forty-four, and a twenty close by : 1'hose two warlike ships. fu!i laden with storey Our captain pursued to the bold Yorkshire shore. At the hour of twelve, Pierce cajiie along side With a fond speaking trumpet, whence name yon ? he cried, l£uick give rue an answer ; 1 hailed von nrfnre Or this very instant a broad-side I 11 pour. Paul Jones he exclaimed, my bravo hoys wo T not run, Let every brave seaman stand close to his gun , When a broad-side was fired by these brav- Englishmen, \nd we bold Buckskin heroos returned it ajrair POPULAR SONGS. SJ5 We fought them five glasses, five glasses most hot, Till fifty brave seamen lay dead on the spot ; And full seventy more lay bleeding in their gore, Whilst the Pierce's loud cannon or; the Richard did roar. . Our gun nor affrighted, unto Paul Jones he came, On r ship is a sinking, likewise in a flame: Paul Jones Kg replied, in the height of his pride, If we can do no bettor, we'll sink along side. iAt length our shot flew so quick, they could not stand, [The flag of proud Britain was forced to come down ; [The Lion bore down and the Richard did rake, [Winch caused the heart of brave Richard to ache. [Come now my brave Buckskins, we've taken a prize, A largo forty-four, mrt a twenty likewise; They are both noble vessels, well laden with -lore ! W '*■ w.il toss off the can to our country once more. U«mI lielp the poor widows, who shortly must weep, for the loss of their husbands now sunk in tilt deep ; We'll drink to brave Paul Jones, who with sword in hand, Shone foremost in action, and gave us com- mand POPULAR SONGS. THE STAR SPANGLED BANNER. O ! say, can you see, by the dawn of early Light, What«o proudly we hailed at the twilight'i last gleaming ; Whose broad stripes and bright stars thro' th* perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watch'd were so gai lantly streaming ? And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof thro' the night that our flag wat still there ; U ! say, does the Star Spangled Banner yet wave, O'er the land of the free, and the home of tht brave ? On the shore dimly seen through the mist of the deep, Where foe's haughty nest in dread silence repose, What is that which the breeze, o'er the tower ing steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half dis- closes ; Now [t catches the gleam of the morning's first beam, in full glory reflected now shines on the stream. POPULAR SONGS. 2? "Tim the Star Spangled Banner, O ! lo.ig may it wave, O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave. And where is that band, that so vauutingiv swore, That the havoc of war and the battle's con fusion, y A home and a country should leave us. in more, Their blood has washed out their foul fool steps' pollution, No refuge could save the hireling slave, From the terror of flight or the gloom oftlit gnv<\ And the Star Spangled Banner in triumph doth wave. O'er the land of the free anu the home of t\u brave. O ! thus be it ever when freemen shall stand, Between their lov'd home, and the war's de solation, Blest with vict'r} 7 and peace, may heaven rescu ed land, Praise the power that hath made, and pr; served us a nation ! Then conquer we must, when our cause it ir just, And this is our motto — 4 In God is our trust. And the Star Spangled Banner in triumph shall wave, O'er the land of the tree and tne noma of the brave 28 POPULAR SONGS. CAPTAIN ROBERT KIDD. Vou captains bold and brave hear our cries, hear our cries, You captains bold and brave hear our erien, Vou captains brave and bold, tho' you seem un- controlled, Don't for the sake of £old lose your souls, lose your souls, Don't for the sake of gold lose your souls. Yly name was Robert Kidd, when I sail'd v\ Men I sail'd, My name was Robert Kidd, when I saiiYi. My name was Robert Kidd, God's la vv [ did forbid, And so wickedly I did. when I sailed. My parents taught me well, when I sail'd when I sail'd, My parents taught me well, when I sail'd. POPULAR SONGS. 29 My parents taught me well to shun the gates of hull, But against them I rebelPd when I sail'd. i cursed my father dear when I sail'd, when I sail'd, 1 cursed my father dear when I sail'd, I cursed my father dear and her that did me bear, And so wickedly did swear when 1 sail'd. I made a solemn vow when I sail'd when I sail'd. I made a solemn vow when I sail'd, 1 made a solemn vow to God I would not bow, Nor myself one prayer allow, as I sail'd. I'd a bible in my hand when I sail'd when 1 sail'd, I'd a bible in my hand when I sail'd, I'd a bible in my hand by my father's gTeat command, And sunk it in the sand when I sail'd. I murdered William Moore, as I sail'd, as ! sail'd, I murdered William Moore, as I sail'd, I murdered William Moore, and left him in hi* gore, Not many leagues from shore as I sail'd. A.nd being cruel still, as I sail'd, as I sail'd, And being cruel still, as I sail'd, And being cruel still, my gunner I did kill. And his precious blood did spill, as 1 sail'd. My mate was sick and died as I sail'd, as I sail'd, My mato was sick and died as I sail'd, 30 POPULAR SONGS. My mate was sick and died which me much terrified, Whon he call'd me to his bedside as I sail'd. And unto me he did say ^ee mo die, see me die, And unto me he did sa^ see me die, ' nd unto me did say take warning now by me, There comes a reckoning day, you must die. on cannot then withstand, when you die, when you die, You cannot then withstand when you die, You cannot then withstand the judgment of God's hand, But bound then in iron bands you must die. [ was sick and nigh to death as I sail'd, as 1 sail'd, I was sick and nigh to death, as I sail'd, And I was sick and nigh to death, and I vow'd at every breath, To walk in wisdom's ways as I sail'd. I thought I was undone, as I sail'd, as I sail'd, I thought I was undone as I sail'd, I thought I was undone, and my wicked glass had run, But health did soon return as I sail'd. My repentance lasted not, as I sail'd, as I sail'd, My repentance lasted not, as I sail'd, My repentance lasted not, my vows I soon for- got, Damnation's my just lot, as I sail'd. POPULAR SONGS. 31 I steer'd from sound to sound as I sail'd as I sail* j, I steer'd from sound to sound as I sail'd, I steer'd from sound to sound and many ships I found, Ana most of them I burned as I sail'd. ! spy'd* three ships from France as I sail'd, as I sail'd, I spy'd three ships from France as 1 sail'd I spy'd three ships from France to them I did advance, And took them all by chance as I sail 7 *!. I spy'd three ships of Spain as I .sail'd, us 5 sail'd, , I spy'd three ships of Spain, as I Sail'd, i spy'd three ships of Spain, I fired on thorn amain, Till mo*l of them «rcr« slain as J sail'd. I'd ninety bars of gold as I naiPd as 1 sail'd, I'd ninety bars of gold as J sail'd, [*d ninety bars of jrold and dollars manifold, With riches uncontrolled as I sail'd. Then fourteen ships I saw, p.s I sail'd. as \ sail'd, Then fourteen ships I saw as I sail'd, T hen fourteen ships I saw and brave men they are, Ah ! they were too much for mo as I sail 1 L Thus being overtaken at last;, I must die, I musl di«*. Thus being o'ertaken at last, [ must die, POPULAR SONGS. Thus being overtaken at last, and into prises cast, And sentence being passed I must die. Farewell the raging sea I must die, I must -He, Farewell the raging main ; I must die, Farewell the raging main, to Turkey, Franco and Spain, I ne'er shall see yon again, I must die. To Newgate now Pm cast, and must die, arw' must die, To Newgate now Pm cast, and must die, To Newgate I arn cast, with a sad and beavy heart, To receive my just desert, I must die. To Execution Dock I must go, I must go, To Execution Dock I must go, To Execution Dock will many thousands flock, But I mast bear the shock, I must die. Come all you young and old see me die, see m* die, Come all you young and old see me die, Come all you young and old, you'er welcome to my gold, For by it I've lost my soul, and must die. Take warning now by me, for I must die, for i must die, Take warning: now by me, for I must die, Take warning now by me, and shun bad com- pany, Lest you come to hell with me, for I must die. Lest you come to hell.witb me, for I must die. POPULAR SONGS. 33 LOSS OF THE HORNET Ye seamen and ye landsmen all, Ye mothers and widows too, Attend unto my story, About the Hornet's crew. She saiPd from New-York harbour Bound to the Spanish main, There to protect our commerce. But ne'er returned again. She convoy'd many vessels, And was the Pirates dread ; Still more than death they hated The Hornet's boats 'tis said. For N orris, her commander, Would send his gallant men, To scour the coast by sea and land, And find each Pirate's den. Our merchant's thev protected, And their little ga;n, They snatch'd with brave exertion, From the hands of Spain. Our merchants they protected, And would have brought them h But, ah ! her brave commander, For dismal was his doom. On the tenth day of September, She off Tampico lay ; And many well remember The gale that blew that day. She had to slip her cables, She had to put to sea ; The deadly blast, it is the last, Brotlier. I'll hear from thee. 34 POPULAR S0NG8. The widow's heart is breaking, Hope no more can charm ; The mother's breast is aching. And love, why her alarm ! She see the proud ship sinking, Beneath the hungry wave, Her love death's cup is drinking, She shrieks but cannot save, ■ My Henry was on board of her, (The weeping mother cries,) He was my youngest, dearest son, The one I did most prize. ** He was too proud to stoop or crnWi. To men of low degree ; He lost his fortune on t.he land, And sought it on the sea. •• But he is dead ! the gallant boy. And why should I repine ? There many a mother lost a son, As proud and fair as mine. " And many a youthful blooming bri&: With her infant at her breast ; Sheds o'er the orphan child a tear, And feels as much distrest." The Hornet's lost, the good and brave, Are in the ocean deep ; No arm was nigh her crew to savu, She sunk, and thousands weep. In Congress now we must repose, Our only hope to gain ; A remedy, though small for those. Who lost all on the main. POPULAR SONGS. 35 LOSS OF THE ALBION hNiie ail you jolly sailois bold, and listen unl in-e, v dreadful story I will tell, that happened *. so a ; r'ho loss of the Albion ship, my boys, upon tti* Irish coast, |~\nd most of the passengers and crew wcire completely lost. i 311 POPULAR SONU8. It was on the first of April, from New- Y oik * set sail, Kind Neptune did protect us with a sweet an pleasant gale, Until about tive twentieth, a storm there di arise, The raging billows loud did roar, and disun were the skins. I' .■ is on Sunday afternoon the land we m *py; Ai two o'clock we made cape Clear, the sea ra mountains high ; The southward wind began to blow, and heal squalls came on, Which made our passengers to weep, and sai; bra tor to moan. Ali prudent sail we carried, to keep u> cm from land. Expecting every moment that our vessel sh won id strand : Our foretopsail was split, my boys, and fore yard took away, Our mainmast by the deck was broke, are mizi.u swept away. Our captain w:js wash'd overboard, into \M boundless deep, Which caused all that were on board, for to la ment and weep : Unto the pumps we lash'd ourselves, most dread ml for to Know, And many a gallant soul, my boys they over board did go. POPULAR SONGS. 31 We had a lady fair ou board, Miss Powell was her name, Whose name deserves to be engraved upon the list of fame ; She wished to take her turn at pump, her pre- cious life to save. So sooner was her wish denied, she met a watery grave. ill night in this condition we were tossing to and fro. \t three o'clock in the morning we were in the midst of wo ; ? ull twenty-seven men on deck, with each a broken heart, ["he Albion struck against a rock, and mid-ships 6he did part. Our passengers were twenty-nine, when from New- York she came, ^Vith twenty-five bold sailor lads, as ever cross- ed the main ; ."ull fifty-four we* had on board, when first we did set sail, ind only nine escaped the wreck, to tell the dreadful tale. >o now that noble vessel, tne Albion, she is lost, through the tempestuous ocean, she so often times crossed ; j)ur noble captain he is lost ; a man, a sailor bold, nd many a gallant life is lost, and many a heart made cold. POPULAR SONGS. MAJOR ANDRE'S DEATH Gome all you gallant heroes, Pd have you lend all ear, ril sing you a small ditty that will your spirit* cheer, Concerning a young gentleman, whose age was twenty-two, H fought for North America with a heart bo just and true. The British took him to their dwelling, and did him close confine, They put him in prison, and left him there some* time ; He being somewhat valiant resolved not to stay^ Me set himself at liberty, and so he run away. Ind when he was returning home to his owl country's joy, There were great contrivances America to de- stroy ; POPULAR SONGS 89 Plotted by general Arnold and his cursed crew, They strove to Bhed innocent blood, America to subdue. Ho of a scouting party went to Tarrytown, Meeting with this young officer a man of high renown. He said to this young gentleman you're of the British four, And I trust that you can tell me if the dangers are all o'er. Then up steps John Paulding, which was the young man's name, Tell me where you're going, and from whence you came ; For I'd have you well searched before that you pass by, And by strict examination found out to be a spy. r Here's all my gold and silver, sir, for I've got enough in store, And when I get into New-York, I'll send you ten times more." " I scorn your gold and silver, sir, for I've enough in store, And when it is all gone and spent, I'll boldly fight for more." Then you must take your sword in hand to gain your liberty, And if you conquer me, O then, you shall go free ; Our time it is improper, our will you are hero to try, For that if we take the sword in hand, one of the two must die. 40 POPULAR SONGS. He found that his contrivance would soon be brought to light, He called for pen and paper and begged leave to write, \ line to general Arnold, to lot him know his fate, And begged his assistance, but alas i it was too late. •Vhen general Arnold read those lines, it put him in a fright, Be called for his barge, and sailed for New York straight ; And went there among the British crew, fight ing for the king, And left poor major Andre on the gallows for to swing. On the day of execution he look'd both meek and mild, He looked on the spectators, and gave a pleas- ant smile, Which fill'd each breast with horrow, and caus'd each heart to bleed, And every one wish'd Andre clear and Arnold in his stead. Here s a health to John Paulding, and let hi? health go round, To every brave American that fights again*4 the crown ; Likewise to those young gentlemen that love his company, Sucoess to future Washingtons and bratt Americans POPULAR SONGS. 41 CAPTAIN WARD. Come all ye jolly sailors bold, That live by tuck of drum ; I'll tell you of a rank robber, Now on the seas is come. His name is called captain Ward, As you the truth shall hear ; For ther's not been such a robber, This hundred and fifty years. He wrote a letter to our king, On the fifth of January, To see if he would take him in And all his company. 2 POPULAR SONGS. To see if he would accept of him, And all his jolly sailors bold; And for a ransom he would give. Two thousand pounds in gold. First he beguiled the wild Turks, And then the king of Spain, Pray how can he prove true to us, When he proves false to them ? O no, O no ! then said the king, For no such thing can be ; For he has been a rank robber, And a robber on the sea. O then says captain Ward my boys Lets put to sea again, And see what prizes we can find, On the coast of France and Spam Then we espy'd a lofty ship, A sailing from the west, She was loaded with silks and satinr And cambrics of the best. Then we bore up to her straitway, They thinking no such a thing, We robb'd them of their merchandise, Then bade them tell their king. And when their king did hear of thi* His heart was griev'd full sore, To think his ships could not get past, As they had done before. Then he caused a wortny ship, And a worthy mip of fame The Rainbow she was called, And the Rainbow was her name POPULAR SONGS. 4^ lie rigged her and freighted her, And sent her to the sea, With five hundred hold mariners, To hear her company. They sailed East, they sailed West, But nothing could espy, Until they carne to the very spot, Where eaptain Ward did lie, Who is the owner of this ship 7 The Rainbow then did cry, Here I am, says captain Ward ? Let no man me deny, What brought you here you cowardly dog You ugly wanton thief. What makes you lie at anchor, And keep'our king in grief? You lie, you lie, says cnptain Ward, As ever I heard you lie ; 1 never robb'd an Englishman, An Englishman hut three. As for the worthy Scotchmen, I love them as my own, My chief delight is for to pull The French and Spaniards down. Why curse thou so bold a robber, We'll soon humble your pride, With that the gallant Rainbow, She shot out of her side. Full fifty good brass cannone. Well charged on every side, And then they fired their great gunn. And gave Ward a broadside \A POPULAR SONGS Fire on, fire on, says captain Ward, I value you not a pin, If you are brass on the outside, I am good steel within. They fought from eight o'clock in the morn Till eight o'clock at night, At length the gallant Rainbow, Began to take her flight. Go home, go home, says captain Ward, And tell your king from me ; If he reigs king upon dry land, I will reign king at sea. With that the gallant Rainbow, She shot and shot m vain; And left the Rovei's company, And home returned again. Tell our royal king of England, His ship is returned again, For captain Ward he is too strong, He never will be taken. \) shame! O shame! said the king, For no such thing can be, For I have lost two thousand pounds. Besides lost jewels three. The first was brave lord Clifford, Great Earl of Cumberland : The second was brave lord Mountjo} As you shall understand. The third was brave lord Essex, From field would never flee; Who would have gone unto the sea, And brought proud Ward to me. POPULAR SCNGS. 46 BRAVE WOLFE Cheer up my young men all, Lot nothing fright you ; Though oft objections rise, Let it delight you. Let not your fancy move When'er it comes to trial ; Nor let your courage fail, At the first denial. ! sat down l>y my love, Thinking that I wood her ; I s.it down by my love, But sure not to delude her. But when I got to speak, My tongue it doth so quiver I d;ire not speak my mind, Whenever 1 am with her. Love, here's a ring cf gold, 'Tis long that 1 have kept ii My dear, now for my sake I pray you to accept it ^ POPULAR SONOg. When you the posy read, Pray think upon the giver, My dear, remember vie, Or I'm undone for ever. Then Wolfe he took his leave, Of his most lovely jewel ; Although it seemed to be, To him an act most cruel. Although it's for a space, I'm forc'd to leave my love, My dear where'er I rove, I'll ne'er forget my dove. So then this valiant youth, Embarked on the ocean, To free America, From faction's dire commotio*:. He landed at Quebec, Being all brave and hearty ; The city to attack, With his most gallant party. Then Wolfe drew up his men, In rank and file so pretty, On Abraham's lofty heights, Before this noble city. A distance from the town, The noble French did meet them In double numbers there, Resolved for to beat them POPULAR SONGS. 47 A Parley — Wolfe and Montcalm together.} Montcalm and this brave youth, Together they are walking; So well they do agree Like brothers they are talking. Then each one to his post, As they do now retire ; Oh then their numerous hosts. Began their dreadful fire. Then instant from his horse, Fell this most noble hero, May we lament his loss. In words of deepest sorrow. The French are seen to break, Their colums all are flying ; Then Wolfe he seems to wake, Tho' in the act of dying. And lifted up his head, (The drums did 'sound and rattle,) And to his army said, I pray how goes the battle ? His aid-de-camp reply'd. Brave gen'ral, 'tis in our favour, Quebec and all her pride, 'Tis nothing now can save her She falls into our hands, With all her wealth and treasure^ O then, brave Wolfe reply'd, I quit the world with pleasure*. 48 POPULAR SONGS. THE SAILOR BOY'S DREAM. Sn slumbere* of midnight the sailor boy lay, His hammock swung loose at the sport of th# wind, But watch worn and weary, his cares flew away And visions of happiness danc'd on his mind. He dream 4 of his home, and his dear native oowers, And pleasures that waited on life's merry morn, While memory stood side- ways, half covered with flowers, And restored every rose, but secreted a thorn Then fancy, her magical pinions spread wide, A nd bade the young dreamer in ecstacy rise, Now far, far behind him the green waters glide. And the cot of his forefather blesses his eyes The jessamin chambers in flower o'er the hatch And the swallow sings sweet from her nes> in the wall, Ail trembling with transport he raises the lct«b And the voices of loved ones reply to his call A father bends o'er him with looks of delight, His cheok is impearl'd with a mothers warm tear POPULAR SOiSGS. 48 And the lips of the boy in tho love-kiss unite, With the lips of the maid whom hia bosom holds dear. The heart of the sleeper beats high in his bToost, Joy quickens his pulse — all h_ hardships seem o'er, And a murmur of happiness steals through his rest, 44 O God ! thou hast blest me, I ask for no more." Ah ! whence is that flame, which now bursts on his eye ? Ah ! what is that sound which now startled his ear ? Tis the lightning's red glare, painting hell on the sky ! 'Tis the crashing of thunder, the groan of the sphere. Ho springs from his hammock — he flies to the deck, Amazement confronts him with images dire, Wild winds and mad waves drives the vessel 8 wreck — The masts fly in splinters — the shrouds are on fire! Lik« mountains, the billows tremendously swell, In vain the lost wretch calls on Mary to save, Unseen bands of spirits are ringing his knell, And the death-angel slaps his broad wing o'er the wave. 50 POPULAR BQNtrtt. O, sailor boy, wo to thy dream of delight, In darkness dissolve the gay frost work of bliss! '•Vhere now is the picture that fancy touch'd bright. Thy p^.ont's fond pressure, and love honied kiss. O 1 sailor boy ! sailor boy ! never again, Shall home, Love, or kindred thy wishes repay Unbless'd and unhonored, down deep in tho main, Full many a score fathom thy frame shall decay, fio tomb shall e'er plead to remembrance for thee, Or redeem form or fame from the merciless surge, But the white foam of waves shall thy winding sheet be, And winds in the midnight of winter thy dirge. On beds of green sea flowers thy limbs shall be laid, Around thy white bones the red coral shaft grow, Of the bright yellow locks threads of amber be made, And every part suit to thy mansions below Days, months, years and ages shall circle away, And still the vast waters above thee shall roll Garth loses thy pattern for ever and aye — O sailor boy ! sailor boy ! peace to thy soul, POPULAR SONGS, 51 ROCKS OF SCILLY. Come all you jolly sailors bold, That plough the raging main, And listen to my tragedy, Whilst I relate the same. I parted with my wedded wife, Whom I did still adore, To the seas we were commanded, Where the lofty billows roar. To the East Jindies we were bound, Our course we then did steer, And all alone I still thought on My lovely Molly, dear. Sometimes on deck, sometimes aloft, Sometimes 1 am below, But Molly she's still in my eye, Fond love commands me so. She's charming, beautiful and fair, She's all my soul's delight, The brightest day appears to me, Like the shades of night. t)4 POPULAR SONGS. v By myself alone I sigh and moan. Whilst others sport and play, Were Molly she along with me, It would be always day. My very heart's lodged in her breast Which dees increase my parn, But night and day I do think still, We shall never meet again. When we our 1'oading had received, And when to England bound, We little thought it was our fate, On the Scilly rocks to drown. On the rocks of Scilly we were cast, By the tempest of the main, Of all our good ship's jolly jrew, But four could reach the shore. We had not sailed a day but seren, When the storm began to rise, Tiie swelling seas run mountains high. And dismal were the skies. A loft, aloft, our boatswain cries, Each man to his post observe, And reef your sails both fore and aft Oar ships and lives to save. To the top tnen cried our captain bold, And be that first sees land, For hts reward he shall receive, Full fifty pounds in hand. POPULAR SONGS. To the top then our boatswain's To the maintop so high, He look'd around on every side, But no land could he spy. In head of us a light he saw. Which did his spirits cheer Take courage, hearts of oak, he cried Some harbour we are near. Sail on, sail on, the captain cried, We're right before the wind, For by the light which I have seen The land we soon shall find. But as we sailed before the wind, And thought all danger past, On the rocks of Scilly we poor souls That fatal night were cast. The first stroke that our ship did get. Our captain he did cry, The Lord have mercy on our soula For in the deep we die. Of eighty jolly sailers bold, But four could reach the shore Our gallant ship in pieces went, And never was seen more. When Molly heard the fatal new* Her tender heart did break, ♦ind like a faithful lover, she Died for her true love's nuke. 54 POPULAR SONGS THE WILD ROVER. I have been a wild rover those dozen long year* I spent all my money on ale, wine and beer; But now I will lay up my money in store. And I will never play the wild rover no more. Wild rover, wild rover, wild rover no more I never will play the wild rover no more. [ went to an ale-house, I us'd to resort, I began for to tell them my money was short I asked them to trust me, their answer was nay, Such customers as you we can get every day ' But now I will lay up my money in store, And I will never play the wild rover no more. Wild Rover, &c. I pull'd out a handful of silver straightway, In order to try them and hear what they'd say , They said I was welcome to liquor of the 1 And all that they said was only in jest ; But now I will lay up my money in store, And I never will play the wild rover no more Wild Rover, &c. Nay, nay, then, said I, th pi never shall be : I'll see you all hang'd ere 1 spend one penny ; But now I will lay up money in store, And I never will play the wild rover no more. Wild Rover, &a But now I am resolv'd for my future life, To settle myself and marry a wife ; And we'll keep those ravenous wolves from the door, ?or I never will play the wild rover no more. Wild Rover, &* POPULAR SONGS. 55 TAXATION OF AMERICA. While I relate my story, Americans give ear * Of Britain's fading glory, you presently shall hear, [Ml give you a true relation, attend to what I say, Concerning the taxation of North America. the cruel lords of Britain who glory in their shame, The projects they have lit en they joyfully pro claim ; Tis what they're striving after, our rights to take away, knd rob us of our charter in North America. There is two mighty speakers, who rule in Par- liament, Who always have been seeking some mischief to invent, Twas North and Bute his father this horrid plan did lay, A mighty tax to gather in North America. He search'd the gloomy regions of the infernal pit, To find among those legions one who excelTd in wit. 56 POPULAR SONGS. To ask of him assistance, or tell them how the may, Subdue without resistance this North America. Old satan the arch traitor, resolved a voyage to take, Who rules sole navigator, on the burning lake ; For the Britannic ocean he launches far away To land he had no notion, in North America. Ae takes his seat in Britain, it was his soul's intent, Great George's throne to sit on, and rule the Parliament, His comrades were pursuing a diabolic way, For to complete the ruin of North America. He tried the art of magic to bring his schemes about, At length the gloomy project he artfully found out; The plan was indulged, in a clandestine way, But lately was divulged in North America. These subtle arch contrivers addressed the British court, All those were uudersigners, for to observe re- port — There is a pleasant landscape that lieth faraway, Beyond the wide atlantic in North America. There is a wealthy people, who sojourn in thai land; Their churches all with steeples, most delicate- ly stand 2 POPULAR SONGS. 57 Their houses like the lilies, are pain-tod red and gay; They flourish like the gallies in North America. Their land with milk and honey, continually doth flow, The want for food and money they seldom ever know ; They heap up gold and silver, they have no debts to pay, They spend their time in pleasure in North America. On turkies, fowls and fishes, most frequently they dine, With gold and silver dishes, their tables aiwayt shine, They crown their feasts with butter, they eat and rise to play, hi silks their ladies flutter in North America. With gold and silver laces, they do themselvea adorn, The rubies deck their faces, refulgent as the morn ! Wine sparkles in their glasses, they spend their happy days, In merriment and dances in North America. Let not our suit offend you, when we addresi your throne, king this wealthy country and subjects are your own, And you their rightful sovereign, they truly must obey, You have a right to goven them in North America. | 68 POPULAR SONGS O king you'vo heard the sequel of what we now subscribe, Is it not just and equal to tax this wealthy tribe ? The question being asked, his majesty did say, My subjects shall be taxed in North America. Invested with a warrant, my publicans shall go, The tenth of all their current they surely shall bestow, If they indulge rebellion, or from our projects stray, 111 send my whole batallion to North America. Pll rally all my forces by water and by land, My light dragoons and horses shall go at my command, I'll burn both town and city, with smoke becloud the day, I'll show no human pity for North America. Go on, my hearty soldiers, you need not fear no ill— There's Hurly, Hills and Rogers, and Johnson will fulfil— They tell such ample stories, believe them sure we may, That one half of them are tories in North America. My gallant ships are ready to hoist you o'er the flood, And in my cause be steady, which is supremely good. Go ravage, steal and plunder, and you shall have the prey ; They quickly will knock under in North America. I POPULAR SONGS. 59 The laws 1 have enacted, I never will revoke, Although they are neglected, my fury to pro- voke, I will forhear to flatter, Pll rule with mighty sway ; Pll take away their charter fromNorth America. George ! you are distracted, by sad experi- ence find ; The laws you have enacted are of the blackest kind. I'll make a short digression, and tell you by the way, We fear not your oppression in North America. Our fathers were distressed ; while in their na- tive land ; By tyrants wero oppressed, as I do understand ; For freedom and religion they were resolved to stray, And trace the desert regions of North America Heaven was their sole protector while on the roving tide, Kind fortune their director, and providence their guide. If I am not mistaken, about the first of May, This voyage was undertaken forNorth America. To sail they were commanded, about the hour of noon, At Plymouth shore they landed, the twenty- first of June ; The savages were nettled, with fear they fled away, And peaceably they settled in North America. 60 POPULAR SONGS. We are their bold descendants, for liberty we*U fight, The name of independence we challenge as our right, What heaven has freely given, no one can take away. Kind heaven, too, will save us in North Ame- rica. We never will knock under, O George we dw not fear, The rattling of your thunder, nor lightning of your spear ; Tho' rebels you declare us, we're strangers U dismay ; Therefore you can't scareusin North America To what you have'Commanded, we never wil consent ; Although your troops are landed upon the con tinent ; We'll take our swords and muskets, and inarch in bright array, And drive the British rustics from North Ame- rica. We have a bold commander who fears no? sword nor gun ; The second Alexander, his name is Washing ton, His men are all collected, and ready for the fray To fight they were directed for North America We have Green, Gates, and Putnam, to man age in the field, d gallant train of footmen, who had rather d» than yield; POPULAR SONGS. 61 A statol} troop of horses train'd in a martiel way, For to augment our forces in North America, Proud Geoigc you are engaged all in a dirt) cause, A cruel war hath raged repugnant to all laws. Go tell the savage nation you're crueller than they, To fight your own relation in North America. Ten millions you've expended, and twice ten millions more, Our riches you intended should pay the might} score, Who now will stand your sponsors, your char ges to defray, For sure you cannot conquer this North Ame. rica. I'll tell you George in metre, if you attend awile, We forced your St. Peter at Sullivans fair isle; At Monmouth too we gained the honour of the day — The victory obtained in North America. Surely we were your betters hard by the Bran dy wine ; We laid him fast in fetters, whose name it w as Burgoyne, Wo made your horse to tremble with terror and dismay, The heroes we resemble in North America. Confusion to the tories, that blacK infernal name, In which Great Britain glories, for ever to their shame ; 62 POPULAR SONGS. We will send each fool revolt er to smutty Africa, Or Doose them in a halter in North America. A health to our brave footmen, who handle sword and gun, To Green, Gates, and Putnam, and conquering Wasnington ; Their names be wrote in letters which nevei shall decay, While sun and moon doth glitter in Nortt America. Success unto our allies, in Europe and in Spain. Who mans their ships and gallies, our freedom to maintain, May they subdue the rangers of boasting Bri- tannia, And drive them from their anchors in Nortl; America. Success unto our Congress of the United States Who glory in the conquest of Washington and Gates — To all, both land and seamen, who glories in the day, When we shall all be freemen in North Ame- Success to the legislation, that rules with gentle hand, To trade and navigation, by water and by land ; May all with one opinion our wholesome law$ obey, Throughout this whole dominion in North America. i POPULAR SONGS. SOLDIER'S DREAM Oar bugles sang truce, for the nigrht cloud bud low'rd, A.nd the sentinel stars set their watch m th< sky; t)4, POPULAR SONGS. And thousands had sank on the ground over power'd, The weary to sleep, and tke wounded to die. When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain ; At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again Methought from the battle fields dreadful array Far I had roam'd on a desolate track ; Twas autumn — and sunshine arose on the way, To the home of my father that welcom'd ma back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft, In life's morning march when my bosom was young, I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn- reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine cup, and fondly ) swore, From my home, and my weeping friends never to part ; My little one's kiss'd me a thousand times o'er, And my wife sobb'd aloud in the fulness of heart. Stay, stay with us — rest, thou art weary and worn, And fain was the war-broken soldier to stay; But sorrow return'd with the dawning of morn, And the voice of my dreaming ear melted 8 way porrLAft songs. TFIE BUNCH OF RUSHES. It was on a summer's morning, As T walked forth to take the air, Down by a shady arbour, Whom seldom strangers do appuar, I espied a comely fair maid, vVho I thought was going astray, With a hurrah of rushes in her llMit! Which she had millM on the way. cast ray eyes around me, To see if the coast was clear or no, And seeing no one near me, Straight way to her I then did go [ Says I, in) lovinjr fair one, What are you doing here alone 7 I came to pull green rushes, But now ['m going home. 66 POPULAR SOMJs. 1 clasp'd my arms around her, And embrac'd her most tenderly ; She modestly rebuk'd me, Haying, Kind sir, you make too fcvu ; Do you mean for to undo me, Because I look both poor and los* I beg you for to excuse me, Prav .oose me, sir, and let mo go. . says, mv .ovew cnarmer To vou I mean no injury . Bu come and sit beside me, Beneath yon wide and shady trela Where the lofty lark and linnet Shall witness our mutual lore And I shav, never deceive you By all tne powers above. She then modestly consented, And on tne grass we both sat down. And for fear of any moisture Beneath she spread her new silk govr She says, young man, be easy Her cheeks were red with blusnes, O I beg you will not to tease me, Don't toucn my ounch of rushes, G But now, sir, you are going, Pray, when shall we meet again, I answer'd in a few words, When the clerk shall say, amen , So maka yourself quite easy, And merry be while I'm away, And bless the happy hour You came to pull green rushes, O POPULAR SONGS. tf? BOLD DIGHTON. jpoi,i« ;i!l you bold heroes that plough thorough main, ttive 3 ar to my story the truth I'll explain ; " was our misfortune which happened in mnl war. * A, i,l lunv we escaped from the French at Bartar. Wt ' * e ' e &«* confined on the Gnadaloupf snore, r ' Of true raliant teamen four hundred or more 8hulu P ,,,a «nal1 compass being greatly dii #ith painful diseases and "amine oppressed. A gallant yonng hero from St. Lucia he can?. Botngeneroim and wealthy called Di ff hton"bT name, J He had the heart of a lion, the soul of a prince. And friendships kmd impulse to i.s did evincr #3 POPULAR SONdS, He came to our prison he mourn'd our pad fate, He launched out his gold to relieve our sad state, Five hundred bright guineas he gave I am sure, Which did greatly relieve us in this distrcs>s«e hour. At this generous action the French did com- plain, [chains They soon did confine him with fetters and With us in the prison it was there we might see, . But from his chains and his fetters we soon set him free. Says Dighton my boys if you'll take my advice, Now if you'll prove constant it is done in a trice Down by the Umpire the Tiger doth lie, A etout and line coaster she is fit for the sea. The captain's on shore and we have all thin£ on board, A plenty of cannons, pikes, pistols and swords Now if you will prove constant and stand by my side, [next tide. We wu board her my boys and we will bail the Then at this adventure we all did agreee, [free; Each breast loaded with ardour to fight and be_ Conic give us your signal each sailor replied, We are ready to conquer or die by your side. Prep-.t/« r or the conflict no longer delay, But koep yourselves cool boys my orders obey, 1'hree gallant young seamen as seconds he chose, Our signal for freedom was death to our foes POPULAR SONGS. 69 Then out of our prison we all rushed amain^ The three guns were fire^ the French guards were slain ; On board of the Tiger we soon rushed our way. We cut both her cables and stood out for sea. Which caused a sad rumpus it being midnight, The Frenchmen bawled out in a terrible fright : Mondieu fractre engle drums beat and bells toll, Our hero shouts freedom to each valiant soul. Their fortress was open, their cannon did play, Their shot flew like hail as we got under weigh, They shattered our spars as we sail'd from the shore, To bid them good bye we a broadside let pour. Then out of all danger we thought ourselves clear, But forth ; s mistake we did pay very dear, Next mormng at daylight it was there we espied The Lion, a corvette, hang down on our side She pled us with grapeshot with broadside so sore, [g uns r °ar , Which soon caused the Tiger to make her With thirty-six eighteens the Lion did growl, A.nd eighteen brass nines the fierce Tiger did howl. Yard arms and broadsides for three glasse we lay, [away, At length our broadside cut her mainmast Says Dighton my boys if you are tirod of this fun, Vou now have your choice to ficrh! or ti> -t ? ! > POi LAJt SONGS. Tut: j, are blood a^d slaughter the crew did in- cline. To run from the corvette it was our design ; But at this same moment they grappled u* fierce, [source And then sword in hand was our only re To board and to slaughter they were fully bent, To give us no quarters was their sole intent; To hoard us thrice over they tried with this view Bjii they were repulsed by the Tiger's bold crew. Then Dighton cried out as each hero should feel, V' 7 hose eyes transferred fury like bright bur- nished steel, [sword Their is death to each man on the point of my i.'ome all my bold heroes let us jump aboard. Then over the bulwark he jump'd like a roe, One stroke from his sabre laid two Frenchmen low, On board of the corvette we all rushed so fierce, That soon from their quarters the French did disperse. £teel sparkle, pikes rattle, and swords loudly clash, [dash, And the blood on her decks like salt water did Her scuppers with huge streams of crimson did pour, [g ore - \nd the blue seas all round us roll'd purple with Three hundred brave seamen were slain of their crew, [out Mondieu ! ^ben the Frenchmen gave out and they cried POPULAR SONGS. 7l They fell on their knees and their weapons let fall, \nd then our bold hero for quarters did call. We soon gave them quarters and then wo did hear, That for to engage us they did volunteer, They trebled our metal with e'en two for one, Bui fortune's kind favour saved freedom's bold son. Then Dighton cried out now the battle is o'er. Let the French learn this lesson and teach it on shore, [care, Go back to their country with friends and take To treat well in future each prisoner of war. To conduct the French back we the Tiger then gave, ■ Our seamen were generous, and valiant as brave, Then down to Antigua with our Corvette we bore, 1 And on the next morning we all jump'd ashore. Drank u health to each seaman that ploughs the rough main, [again, May each crown'd with laurels return back . May the fair of our country some gratitude show, [foe. To the sons of the ocean that fight the proud And as for brave Dighton, our true valiant friend, May glory pursue him, while honours attend, And w hen lie does die may each seaman draw near, Come kneel at his tombstone and let fall a tear. 1*2 VtiPV'LAR HONGS. CHARLES GIBBS. Tune.— " The Rocks of Scilla. Oh, all that now stand round me, Take warging by my fate, Avoid the paths of sin and death Before it is too late. I once had tender parents Who dearly loved their son ; But I proved disobedient And in follies path did run. My father oft recalled me, But I would not refrain, Till firmly Satan bound me In his infernal chain. My father thought to change my life, By sending me to sea, But that had no effect at all, Though I seen brave Lawrence dik In Halifax more vice I learnt Than here I can relate ; And soon I took a horrid oath Which seai'd my dismal fate. In vain my parents plead with me To quit the paths of sin ; Alas, my heart was harden'd And all was black within. A wealthy uncle left me cash, Which I did then abuse, For money I counted but as trash, That I might freely use. POPULAR SONGS. 73 Ht length when all my cash was gone, I resolved to go to sea — A.nd entered myself with Cj.pt; Brown, Which sealed my destiny. I then entered the Maria, Privateer. Commanded by Capt. Bell, And soon we took her from him, The truth to you I tell. We hoisted up the Black Flag, And a Pirate F became ; I then committed cruelties Too dreadful for to name. No sex nor age we spared, But all we took was slain No mercy did we ever show, For dead men tell no tales. My bloody knife was ever readv, For be it understood, No God nor man I ever feared Upon the brinv flood I after visited the land And made a great display, For I had cash at full command, And that I dashed away. Full forty gallant vessels, I robb'd of gold in store, And full four hundred souls Of life, they welter'd in their gore No pity have I ever shown, Then who can pity me ; Though here I die without a sigh. Upon the gallows tree. 74 POPULAR SONGS. • My tender mother's heart will ache- My father dear will groan ; But none I see recognizes me, I die here all alone. May God have mercy on my soul, Is all my wretched prayer ; His holy grace can save mo yet, Though lost in dark despair. For cursed gold my life 1 sold, And murdered without fear ! But at the last I fear I've lost, My soul's in deep despair. Now all who see my shameful end, Take warning here by me, And don't neglect your souls in life, Lest you die on the gallows tree. My hardened heart it will not bend It still clings on to life ; Ah ! must I leave this world behind For one of endless strife. Will furies drag my spirit home ? Will fiends torment my soul ? AH this, and more I must endure, For love of cu rsed gold. Farewell, farewell, my only child, May heaven in mercy spare Thee from the shame thy father feels His crimes and dark despair. Farewell, my parents ever kind, We ne'er can meet again, For I must suffer for my crimes, Ah ! :vhere, I dare not say. POPULAR SONGS. 7b KELLY THE PIRATE. ;)ur Admiral gave orders on the same day, To cruise in the channel for our enemy, To protect all our merchants from the brave foe, And all interlopers as you may suppose. Un the. 21st of January so clear was the day, A man from our masi. head, a sail he spy'd, A sail O, a sail he loudly did cry, She is a large cutter and seems to lay by. Our noble commander he pulled out his glass, So did our lieutenant to see what she was, [round, Our captain jumped up and surveyed her all It's Kelly the pirate, I'll lay fifty pounds. Do yo see that proud villain he cryed, [bail Sail, we'll soon overhaul him my boys, I'll give Jump up and shake out your bags all snug and clear, And up with your helm and after them steer. Wesail'd 'till we came within gun shot, Bold Kelly he seemed to value us not, [did say, With a laud voice like thunder, bold Kelly he Bend your guns, blow your matches my boys and fire away. We engaged this cutter for four hours and more, Till the blood from the scuppers like v\ ater did pour, [hull, With round and grape metal we pepper'd her Till down came her ensign, staff, colours and all, We have taken this prize all on the same day, And straight to new prison sent Kelly away, Here's a heall h to our captain and lieutenant too Likewise the Hart frigate and all her crew. 76 POPULAR SONGS. CAPTAIN GLEN. Tiicrb was a ship, and a ship of fame, L>'.unch\i off the. stocks, bound to the main With a hundred and fifty brisk young men, Was pick'd and chosen every one. William Glen was our captain's name, He was a tall and brisk young man, -\s bold a sailor as ever went to sea, And he was bound to New.Barbary. The first of April when we did set sal) Blest with a sweet and prosperous gale. For we were bound to New-Barbary, With all our whole ship's company. We had not sail'd a day but two, 'Till all our whole ship's jovial crew. They all fell sick but sixty-three, As we went to New-Barbary. One night the captain he did dream, There came a voice which said to him, Prepare you and your company To-morrow night you must lodge with me. This wak'd the captain in a fright. Being the third watch of the night, Then for his boatswain he did call, And told to him his secrets all. When I in England did remain, The holy Sabbath I did profane, In drunkenness I took delight, Which doth my trembling soul affright. POPULAR SONGS. 77 There's one thing more I've to rehearse, Which I shall mention in tjiis verse, A 'Squire I slew in Staffordshire, All for the love of a lady fair. Xow 'tis his ghost I am afraid, That hath to me such terror bred ; Although the king has pardoned me, He's daily in my company. O, worthy captain, since 'tis so, No mortal of it e'er shall know, So keep your secret in your breast, And pray to God to give you rest. They had not sail'd a league but three, Till raging grew the roaring sea, There rose a tempest in the skies, Which fill'd our hearts with great surprise Oir mainmast sprung by break of day, Which made our rigging all give way, did our seamen sore affright, The terrors of that fatal night. Up then spoke our foremost man, As he did by the fore-yard stand, He cried, the Lord receive my soul, So to the bottom he did fall. The sea did wash both fore and aft, Till scarce one sail on board was left ; Our yards were split and our rigging tore, The like was never seen before. The boatswain then he did declare, The captain was a murderer, 78 POPULAR SOWS. Which did enrage the whole ship's crew Our captain overboard they threw. Our treacherous captain being gone, Immediately there was a calm, The winds did. calm, and the raging sea, As we went to New-Barbary. Now when wo jame to the Spanish shorc Our goodly ship for to repair, The people all were amazed to see, Our dismal case and misery. But when our ship was m repair, To fair England our course did steer, And when we came to London town, Our dismal ease was then made known Now many wives their husbands lost, Which they lamented to their cost, 1 And caused them to weep bitterly, These tidings from New-Barbary. A hundred^and fifty brisk young men, Did to our goodly ship belong, Of all our whole ship's company, Our number was but seventy-three. N ow seamen all where'er you be, I pray a warning take by me ; ' As you love your life, still have a care You never sail with a murderer. ^is never more I do intend, For to cross over the raging main, But I'll live in peace in my owp Country And so I end my tragedy. POPULAR SOttas. 7ft THE MERMAID. One Friday morning wc set Bail, And when not far from land, We all espied a fair Mermaid, With a comb and glass in her hand. The stormy winds they did blow. And the raging sens they di< The sailors on the deck did g«», And wished themselves on • Then spoke a boy of our gallant sh And a good lad was he, My parents in fair Portsmouth town. This night will weep for mc. Then spoke a man of our good ship. No braver man than he, I have a wife in fair London town, Who will a widow be. Then spoke the captain of mir shin. A valiant man was lie. We want a boat, we shall be drown'd. Shall founder in the sea. The moon shone bright, the stars gave Yittv My mother looked for me, She long may weep with watery eyes. And blame the ruthless sea. Then three times round went our gor, : And sank immediately, Left none to tell the sorrowing tale, Of our brave company. nO PO PILAR SONGS. GREEN MOUNTAIN. Mil yonder green mountain there a castle doth stand, All uVck'd with green ivy from the top to thi strand, Kjiia arches, fine porches, and limo stono so brijrlit, "Tin a Pilot for Bailors in a dark stormy night Q i the lop of thai mountain in verdure of green. 1 Plie finest ut places that ever was Been, POPULAR SONGS. 81 For fishing, for fowling, for walking also, And the finest of roses on this mountain did grow. At the foot of this mountain where the tide ebbs and flows, Ships from the East Indies to Madeira doth go* Where the red flag is a flying, and the beating of drums, Sweet instruments of music and the firing of guns. It was one Monday morning as we sailed away, The drums they did beat and sweet music did play, For the most of them were married men which grieved my heart full sore, For to think on pretty Polly, the maid I adore. Come all you little purling streams that run murmuring by. Pray direct me to my love whereso'er she be, For her eyes they invite me, but her tongue saye no, Some angel direct me to where I shall go. But her mind being changed runs just like the tide, She's like some ship on the ocean that is to*t to and fro, From the height of her promotion to the depth of sad wo, If pretty Polly had prov'd constant Pd make her my bride. 92 POPULAR SONGS- THE MAJOR'S ONLY SON Come all good people far and near, A lamentation you shall hear, It's of a youLg man and his true love Whom he adored and praised above. It was all earthly rie'.ies here below, It was that, truly you must know ; Alas ! it's of a young scholar bright, In learning he took great delight. lie was a Major's only son, ft was for her he was undone ; He was but eighteen years of age, When first in love he did engage. His father oft times to him did say, My dearest son do me obey, You know that she is of a low decree And came of a poor family. Why then after her will you go ? Which sure will prove your overthrow, He made his father this reply, What does all riches signify ? Dives was very rich you know, And fed sumptuously also. When Dives died, king sir, we read, He went to misery indeed. POPULAR SONGS. 83 When Lazarus died, we read also, In Abraham's bosom he did go. I would rather my true lpve have, And always live within a cave, Hum to have riches here below, \nd enjoy my true love also : His mother Scvid, " my son be still, It is in vain you set forth your will." We will adorn you with ornaments of gold, Riches and honour for you to hold, If after her you will not go, [throw Which will prove the means of vou r *>vei How he was twenty years of age, And for a minister he did engage ; He had a call, already to preach, The very gospel for to teach. But his parents would never be still, But daily were setting forth their will. He went one night his love to see, In ho'-es to enjoy her company. 4er father unto this young man did say, II Kind sir for ever do stay away ; My daughter is as good as you, For ever bid my house adieu." So he t lrned this young man out of doors. \nd charged him to corne there no morn. Allho' this couple they did part, U pi oved the means to break their heart fe-1 POPULAR SONGS Untr her chamber she then did betake. A solilary moan to make, She used to moan and oft times cry Sung Lord prepare me for to die. I cannot live but I must die, And haste away to eternity ; For many a doctor they did send, And much pains for her they did sper/ But all prescriptions were in vain, But still in love she did remain, Unto her brother she said one day, I long once more my love to see. Her brother to this young man did go, And let him all her sorrows know, He straight way unto her did come, With heavy heart to know her doom. Saying madam what makes you look so palo Madam what makes your colour fail ? Your cheeks was once a rosy red, Methinks they look as pale as lead. If our eyes they were as black as slows, Down to the grave methinks they'll go. Out in these words she then did break Saying, kind sir, it is for your sake. Saying, God forgive our parents dear, They have been cruel and severe: 1 can forgive them both said she t or I am going to eternity. POPULAR SONGS. 85 Toars from his eyes like fountains run, Crying alas ! I am undone. No peace nor comfort can I have, So I go mourning to my grave. "arewell my brother and sister dear, ce Uu't you both live in God's fear, See that your secrets each other take Mlau Wiiat your dying sister spake. Farewell my tiue and loving mate, No longei for you can I wait; I trust in heaven you both shall reign, I trust in heaven we'll meet again. If you go on the works of ministry, See what a faithful man you'll be. She gave a cry and did bitter weep, And dropt into a silent sleep. She bid the world and all adieu, And every creature that she knew, Next day to her burying he did go, Drest in mourning from top to toe. And afterwards distracted run, A nd so for ever was undone. Come all old people far and near, When all these melancholy lines you hear. Never matches try to break, And always keep them for God's sake. He has been a mourner this twentieth vcar, And never can enjoy his only dear 86 POPULAR SONGS. JEMMY AND NANCY Lovers, I pray lend an ear to my story, Take an example by this constant pair, How love a young creature did blast in her glorj Beautiful Nancy of Yarmouth, we hear; She was a merchant's lovely Fair daughter, Heiress of fifteen hundred a year, A. young man he courted her to bo his jewel, The son of a gentleman who lived noar. Many long years he this maid did court, When they were infants in love they agreed, And when to age this couple arrived, Cupid an arrow between them displayed, They made a promise for to be married, But when their parents the same came to heaj, They to their charming beautiful daughter, Acted a part that was base and severe. Daughter they said give o'er your proceedings If that against our consent you do wed, For evermore ,we resolve to disown you, If you wed one that's so meanly bred : Her mother said, you are of great fortune, Besides you are beautiful, charming and young, You are a match, dear child, that is fitting For any Lord that is in all Christendom. Then did reply this young beautiful virgin, Riches and honor I both do defy, If that I'm denied of my dearest lover, Then farewell this world which is all vanity, Jemmy's the man that I do admire, He is the riches that I do adore, For to be greater I never do desire. My heart is fixed never to love more. POPULAR SONGS. 8*7 Then, said her father, 'tis my resolution, Altho' I have no more daughters but you, If that with him you are resolved to marry, Banish'd forever from me you shall go, Well, cruel father, but still I desire, Grant me that Jemmy once more I may see, Tho' you do part us, still I will be loyal. For none in the world I'll admire but he. For the young man he sent in a passion, Saying, forever, now sir, take you leave, I have a match more fit for my daughter, Therefore 'tis but a folly to grieve ; Honour'd father, then said the young lady, Promised we are by the powers above, Why of all comforts would you bereave me, Our love is fixed, ne'er to remove. Then, said the father, a trip on the ocean, Jemmy shall go in a ship of my own, I'll consent that he shall have my daughter, When to fair Yarmouth again he returns, Honoured father, then said the two lovers, Since it's your will, we are bound to obey Our constant hearts can never be parted, But our eager desire no longer must stay. Then beautiful Mancy said, dearest Jemmy, Here take this ring, the pledge of my vows, With it my heart keep it safe in your bosom, Carry it with you where ever you go, Then in his arms he did closely enfold her, Whilst chrystal tears like fountains did flow, Crying, my heart in return I do give you, AJid you shr \1 be present y here eve/ I go. 88 POPULAR SOWOS. When on the ocean, my dear, I am sailing, Thoughts of my jewel the compass shall steer Those tedious days, time shall discover, And bring me safe to the arms of my dear, Therefore be constant, my dear lovely jewel, For by the Virgin, if you are untrue, My troubled ghost shall forever torment you, Dead or alive, I'll have none but j ou. Her arms round his neck then she twineo, Saying, my dear, when you're on the sea, If that fate should prove cruel, That we each other no more should see, No man ai/ve shall ever enjoy me, Soon as the tidings of death rings my ears, Then like a poor and unfortunate lover, Down to the grave I'll go to my dear. Then with a sorrowful sight they departed, The winds next morning blew a pleasant gale, All things being ready the same Mary Galley, And for Barbadoes he straight did sail ; Jemmy was floating upon the wide ocean, Her cruel parents were plotting the same while. How the heart of their beautiful daughter, With cursed gold could strive to beguile. Many a lord of fame, birth and breeding, Came for to court this young beautiful maid, But all their presents and favours she slighted, Constant I'll be to my jewel she said, Now, for a while we will leave this fair maiden, And tell how things with her lover did go. In the island of Barbadoes the ship safe arrived, But now observe this fatal overthrow. POPULAR SONGS. 89 y oung Jemmy was comely in every feature, A Barbadoes lady whose riches was great, On him fix'd her eyes ; then she cried if I get not This brave English sailor, I'll die for his sake, She then drest herself in gallant attire, With costly diamonds she platted her hair, A hundred slaves drest in white to attend her, Sent for this young man to come to her there. Come noble sailor, she cried, can you fancy •\ lady whose fortune and riches are great, A hundred slaves you shall have to attend you. Music to charm you to your silent sleep ; In robes of gold my dear I will deck you, Pearls and rich jewels I'll lay at your feet, In a chariot of gold you'll ride at your pleasure, If you can love me then answer me straight. Amaz'd with wonders while he stood gazing, Forbear, noble lady, at length he replied, In fair England I have vowed to a lady, At my return to make her my bride, She is a charming young beautiful creature, She has my heart I can never love more, I bear in my eyes her sweet lovely feature, No other charmer on earth I'll adore. Hearing of this she did rave in distraction, Crying, unfortunate maid thus to love, One that does basely slight all my glory, And of my person will not approve, Lords of renown their favours I have slighted, Now, must I die for a sailor so bold, I must not blame him because ,Jie is constant, True love I find is much better than gold. 90 POPULAR SONGS. A costly jewel she instantly gave him, Then in her trembling hand took a knife, One fatal blow before they could save her, Quickly put an end to her life. Great lamentations was made for this maiden Jemmy on board the ship he did steer, And then for fair England homeward waf sailing, With a longing desire to meet with his dear. But when her father found he was coming, A letter did write to the boatswain his friend, Saying, a handsome reward I'll give you, If you the life of young Jemmy will end. Void of all grace and for sake of the money, The cruel boatswain the same did complete, As they on the deck were lovingly walking, He suddenly plunged him into the deep. In the dead of the night when all were sleeping His troubled ghost to his love did appear, Crying, ' Arise, young beautiful Nancy, Perform the vows you made to your dear , You are my own, so tarry no longer, Seven long years for your sake I did stay, Hymen does wait to crown us with pleasure. The bride-guests ready therefore come away.' She cried, 4 Who is that under my window, Surely it is the voice of my dear, Lifting her head from her soft downy pillow, Straight to the casement she did repair, By the light of the moon that bright was shining She espied her true love, then to her he did say, Your parents are sleeping, before they awaken. Stir up my dear Creature, you must come away. POPULAR SONGS. 91 Jemmy she cried, if my father should heui you, We should be ruined, therefore quickly repair, To the sea-side and 1*11 instantly meet you, With my own maidens I'll come to you there. Her night gown embroider'd with gold and silver Carelessly round her body she throws, With her two maidens indeed to attend her, To meet her true love she instantly goes. Close in his arms the spirit did enfold her, Jemmy, she said, you are colder than clay, Sure you can ne'er be the man that I admire, Paler than death you appear unto me. Yes, fairest creature, I am your true lover, Dead or alive, you were to bo my own, I come for your vow, my dear you must follow My body now to my watery tomb. 1 for your sake did refuse gold or treasure, Beauty and riches for you I despised, A charming young lady for me did expire, Thinking of you, I was deaf to her cries ; Your cruel parents have been my undoing, And now I sleep in a watery grave, And for your promise, my dear, I am suing, Dead or alive, you I must have. The trembling lady was so affrighted, Amazed she stood near the brink of the sea, With eyes lift to heaven, she cried, cruel parents Heaven requite you for your cruelty, Indeed I promised my dearest creature, Dead or alive, I would be his own, And now to perform my vow, I'm ready To fol'ow him to the watery tomb. 92 POPULAR SOXGS. Her maidens they heard her sad lamentations, But the apparation indeed could not see, Thinking the lady had fell in distraction, They strove to persuade her contented to be, But still she cried I'm a coining, Now on thy bosom I'll soon fall asleep, When thus she had spoke, this unfortunate lady, Suddenly plunged herself in the deep. When to her father the maids told the story, He wrung his hands and cried what have I done, Oh ! dearest child 'twas thy cruel father, That did provide thee a watery tomb. Two or three days being then expired, These two unfortunate lovers were seen, In each others arms on the waves were a floating By the side of the ship on the watery main. The cruel boatswain was struck with horror, Straight did confess the deed he had done, Shewing the letter that came from her father, That was the cause of these lovers sad doom On board the ship he was tried for the murder, And at the yard arm he was hanged for the same, Her father broke his heart for his daughter, Before the ship into harbour came. Thus cursed gold has caused distraction, Why should the rich strive after gain, I hope this story will be a warning, That cruel parents may ne'er do the same. True love is better than jewels or treasure, Riches can never buy true lcve you know, But this young couple lov'd out of measure. Which was the occasion of their overthrow. POPULAR SONGS. 9'i CAPTAIN JAMES. Come all ye noble and bold commanders, That on the foaming ocean cruise, By my sad fate take warning, See that poor seamen you do not abust Richard Perry was my servant, And a sprightly lad was he, His mother did apprentice him, All for to cross the raging sea. It was on a voyage from Carolina, As I was returning home, So cruelly this boy I murdered, Such a thing was never known. It was a trifling offence he gave me, That did my savage heart enrage, When straight to the mast I tied him, Where I kept him many a day. With his legs and arms extended, I no succour to him gave, And swore if any man relieved him, Not a moment they should live. Wher. three days I there had kept hin; Lo"d with hunger he did cry, « O ! for God's sake, sir, relieve me. Or with hunger I shall die ! M O ! that I had but one morsel Of what the dogs, sir, would despise: \tt POPULAR SONGS. I pray God send down some water, From the high and lofty skies !■ When six days I there had kept him, Loud with hunger he did begin, fie begged for a drop of water, And I some urine gave unto him The poor soul refused to drink it, Which I prepared ; but before I'd done. I made him drink of the purple gore, That from his bleeding wounds did rue When nine days 1 there had kept him, Up to him I then did go ; y He said my dear and loving master, One kind favour to me show. i n Do not leave me here to suffer, But kill and send me to my grave, Or one crust or crumb afford me ?" This excrement to him gave. Excrement which I had provided, And offered him the same to eat— And because he did refuse it, Eighteen stripes I gave him straight P.- poor soul unto his Saviour, Loud for mercy then did cry, \nd in this wretched situation, The poor creature he did die. Oftentimes he said, " dear mother, Hid you k^ v the ^ru^l smart, POPULAR SONGS. Ofi Tl»t your dearest son doth suffer, I am sure 'twould break vour heart V •• If you knew what pangs 1 now endure Oh ! grief your days would end,* But I must bear it patiently, Till Christ relief doth send 1" Often my men would upbraid me , I enraged would curse and swear, That I'd have them hung for mutiny, As soon as they returned on shore. I thought my money it would save mc, Knowing the bo\s friends to be poor But oh, the cries his mother gave me, When I unto her did repair ! She was resolved to prosecute me, Nor gold nor silver would she tako ; * Captain James, my son you mnrdc^d, And the gibbet shall be your f;ite " 1 was taken and put in prison, Which did my hardened heart nenbr- \nd in one week received rrty BentrJX*& , From this world my exit to take. How could I bear to ask for mercy, When I no mercv did afford, To a poor and innocent creature.* Yet, some mercy show me, Lord He soon on the gallows sufferVi, For the horrid crime 1 e'd dotw. And his sad example, Teach others the like to shun rfti POPULAR SONGS. RAMBLING BOYS OF PLEASURE Vou rambling boys of pleasure, Give ear to these few lines I write, Ci is true I am a rover, And in roving take great delight. I fix my min on a fair maid, Tho' oftentimes she does me slight, My mind is never easy, But when my darling is in my sight The second time I saw my love, I thought she really would be mine, But as the weather alters, ^This maid did change her mind. Gold is the root of evil, Although it shines with glittering hue, Causes many a lad and lass to part, Let their hearts and minds be e'er so true There's one thing more I have to relate, Before that I do go away, In my own country where I was born, Cupid would not let me free. To leave my girl behind me, Oh dear, alas ! what must I do, Must I become a rover, And court some girl I aever knew. POPULAR SONGS. *H JAMES BIRD. Tune.—-' The Tempest/ Sons of Freedom, listen to me, And ye daughters too give ear : You a sad and mournful story, As was ever told shall hear. l'«jll, you know his troops surrendered, And defenceless left the west : Then our forces, quick assembled, The inrader to resist. Amongst the troops that march'd to Erie, Were the Kingston Volunteers; Captain Thomas them commanded, To protect our west frontiers. T° r - !ej * ere the scenes of parting, Mothers wrung their hands and cried ; Maidens wept their swains in secret, Fathers strove their hearts to hide. Put there's one among the number, Tall and graceful in his mien ; Firm his step, his look undaunted, Scarce a nobler youth was seen. One sweet kiss he snatch'd from Mary, Crav'd his mother's prayer once more j Press'd his father's hand and left them, For Lake Erie's distant shore. Mary tried to say, farewell, James, Wav'd her hand, but nothing spoke ; Good bye, Bird, may heaven protect you ! From the rest at parting broke. 98 POPULAR SONGS. Soon they come where noble Perry Had assembled all his fleet ; There the gallant Bird enlisted, Hoping soon the foe to meet. Where is Bird ? the battle rages, Is he in the strife, or no ? Now the cannons roar tremendous — Dare he meet the hostile foe. Aye — behold him ! See him Perry, In the self same ship they fight ; Though his messmates fall around him, Nothing can his soul affright. But behold, a ball has struck him, See the crimson current flow, Leave the deck ! exclaim'd brave Perry, No, cried Bird. I will not go. ffire on deck I took my station, Ne'e^ will Bird his colours fly ; Pll stand by you gallant captain, 'Till we conquer, or we die. Still he fought, though faint and bleeding 'Till our Stars and Stripes, Victory having crown'd our efforts, All triumphant o'er our foes. And did Bird receive a pension ? Was he to his friends restor'd ? No, nor never to his bosom, Clasp'd the maid his heart ador'd. But there came most dismal tidings, From Lake Er»e*« Histart *h>~>.rf, POPULAR SONcJS. : 8 Wo used all exertions our craft to save, Though we expected a watery grave : Each eye was anxious to see a sail, To take us out of the Nightingale. Then a r u- t So)diei \\M POPULAR SONGS. JACK WILLIAMS. I am a boatman by my trade, Jack Williams is my name, And by a false deluding girl, Was brought to grief and sharne. In Catharine-street I did resort, Where the people did me know, I fell in love witini pretty girl, Which proved mv overthrow- POPULAR fcONGS. 1 | f) 1 took to robbing night and day, To maintain her ftjie and gay, A. 11 I pot I valued not, But gave to her straightway. At length to Newgate I was brought Bound down in iron strong, With rattling chains around my legs, Ami she longed to see mo on. [ wrote a letter to my love, Somo comfort for to find, But instead of proving a friend to mo, She proved to me unkind. And in a scornful manner says — I hate tliieve's company, So as you've made your bed, young man, Down on it you must lie. When in these lonesome cells I lie, It is no more than I deserve, It I'jki's my very blood run cold, To think how Pve been serv'd. If ever I gain my sweet liberty, A solemn vow I take, To shun nil evil company, For that false woman's sake. The trial was o'er and sentence pass'd, And hanged I was to be, Which grieved my parents to the heart To think of my misery. As the heavens proved kind to me, As you shal] plainly see, I broke the chains and scal'd the walls, And gain'd my sweet liberty 10PULAR SONGS. CANADA I O. There was a gallant lady all in her tender youth, She dearly lov'd u sailor, in truth she lovM him much, And for to get to sea with him the way she did not know, She long'd to see that pretty plp.ce called Canada 10. She bargained with a sailor all for a purse of gold. When straightway he led her down into trie hold, Saying, I'll dress you up in sailor's clothes, the colour shall be blue, Vou soon shall see that pretty place called Ca- nada I O. I •POPULAR SONGS. 115 \ nd when her lovor hoard of this he flew into a rage, \nd the whole ship's company was willing to engage, S lying, I'll tic your hands and feet, my love, and overboard you'll go, You ne'er shall see that pretty place called Ca- nada, I O. Vp stej e the noble captain, and says that thing shant be, l-'or if you drown that fair maid all hanged you shall be, ( 11 dress you up in sailor's clothes, the colour shall be blue, Vou Roon shall see that pretty place, called Ca- nada I O. She had not been in Canada for the space of half a year, Before this captain married her, and called her his dear, She does dress in silks and satins and she onto a gallant show, She's now the finest lady in Canada I O. Comf all you pretty fair maids wherever you may be, Ye!, must follow your true lovers when they are gone to sea, \nd if the mate proves false to you, the captain he'll prove true, Von see the honour I have gained by wearing of the blue. llfi POPULAR SONGS, THE BUTCHER'S DAUGHTER Come listen awhile all you that love fun, I'll tell you a story that lately was done, Of a butcher in St. James' Market did dwell, Had a beautiful daughter, none could her excel. For wit and for beauty, so comely and straight And many sweethearts upon her did wait. Fal de lal, &c. There was a nobleman lived hard by, On this' beauty bright he did cast an eye, He said I must strive to get her into my bed. But with her I'm never resolved to wed. Fal de lal, &c. He gave her a gold watch and jewels they say And took hor each night to a ball or a play. She frooly consented with him for to wed, But all that he wanted was to get her to *>ed. Fal de lal, .V c He said my dear jewel, if you will agree, Let mo have this night's lodging with thee, Ono hundred guineas I'll give thee he cried, And to-morrow morning you shall be my bride Fal de lal, &c J* fto said noble sir, all hazards I'll run, but if it be known Vm surely undone POPULAR SONGS. 1 17 But when I do come in the dark it must bo. Or else 1 will never surrender to thee. Fal de lal, &o. He gave her the gold and did her salute, Said he, my dear jewel, I make no dispute, My man shall wait on you in the dark, he said And I will go instantly home to my bed. Fal de lal, &c. Then straight home the beauty she went, And then for a blackamoor girl she sent, And told her the story — they quickly agreed, She put offher clothes and dress'd her with speed Fal de lal, &c. Fiveguinc-as you'll receive when the job it is o'er Straightway she conducted the black to the door She gave a soft knock, the footman was near, And then he conducted her up to her dear. Fal de lal, &c. Being quite dark he could not see her face, In many a manner he did her embrace, At first she seem'd sly and began for to weep, But they lulled in pleasure till they both feD asleep. Fal de lal, &c. Next morning daylight through the curtains did peep, The nobleman waked out of his drowsy sleep. fie thought that his charmer lay at his back vie turn'd round to embrace her and found ho* 118 POPULAR SONGS. He jump'd out of bed and like thunder dn ? roar, So naked he ran in his shirt to the door, And rudely ran into the street in a fright, Swearing he'd been kissing the devil all niglu Fal de lal, &c. The black she snatch'd up her coats and lioi gown, And without putting them on quickly ran down She said, you've got pleasure of me, as you lack'd, Yet I am no devil, although I be black. Fal de lal, &c He said, I love beauty, I think I am fitted, For the butcher's daughter she has me outwit ■ ted, I do her commend with all my whole art, For the joke's sake I'll ne'er kiss again in tht dark. Fal de lal, &.c. The people did laugh to hear him say so, And straight the black to the beauty did go, She told her the story, she laughed heartily, Saving I will hear further of this by and by. Fal de lal, &c. Then for the beauty the nobleman sent, To him with some of her friends she went, He told them the story, they laugh'd indeed, And both to be wedded they quickly agreed. Fal de lal, &c POPULAR SONGS. 119 A PENNY'S WORTH OF WIT. Here is one Penny's Worth of Wit, To them that ever go astray ; If warning they will take by it, 'Twill do them good another day. 120 POPULAR SONGS. It is a touchstone of true love. Betwixt a Harlot and a Wife; The former doth destruction prove, The* latter yields the joy of love. As in this book you may behold, Set forth by muster WILLIAM LANE A wealthy merchant, brave and bold, Who did a Harlot long maintain. Although a worthy wife he had, Likewise a youthful daughter dear, Which might have made his heart full glad But seldom would he them come near. The traffic which he traded for, On the tempestuous ocean wide, His Harlot had, he bought it dear, But nothing to his virtuous bride. The finest silks that could be bought, Nay, jewels, ribands, diamonds, rings; He to his wanton Harlot brought, With many other costly things. Then they banqueted many days, Feasting on sweet, delicious fare ; Thus by her false, deluding ways, She drew him in a fatal snare. When he had livVl some time on shore. He must go to tlvc seas again, With traffic to increase his store, The wanton Harlot to maintain. To whom he said, iny joy, my dear, With what venture wilt thou send. A traffic gain thou needs't not fear, I'll be thy factor and thy friend. POPULAR SONGS. 121 In goods, my dear, I'll send above Ten pounds, and which 1*11 send on board I now know, unto thee, my love, A traffic gain I will afford. Then next unto his wife he goes, And ask'd her in a scornful way, What venture she would then propose, To send by him for merchandise. I'll send one penny, love, with thee, Be sure you take good care of it, And when you're in a foreign land Do buy one Penny's Worth of Wit. He put the penny up secure, And said, I'll take a special care To lay it out you may be sure ; Then to his miss he did repair ; And told her what he was to buy, And when he laugh'd his wife to scorn On board he went immediately, And went to sea that very morn. Now were they gone with merry hearts, The merchant and his merry crew, From port to port in foreign parts, To trade as they were wont to do. At length, when he had well bcstow'd His cargo, which was outward bound, He did his trading vessel load, With richer treasures which he found. When he his merchandise did vcno, It tum'd to gems and golden ore, Which crown'd his labours with content He never was so rich before 122 POPULAR SONGS. The wanton Harlot's venture, then, Did turn to great account likewise, For every pound she would have ten, Such was her lucky merchandise. For joy of which, the merchant cry'd One merry bout, my lads we'll have, A splendid supper I'll provide, Of aH the dainties you can crave. And before they set to sea again, They all unto a tavern went, Where they did spend and drink amain, Till many crowns and pounds were spent The merchant then, with laughter mov'd, Said he for wit had never sought, ]VIy Harlot's venture is tmprov'd But of my WIFE'S I've never thought She bid me use my utmost skill, To buy one Penny's Worth of Wit, Put I have kept the penny still, And ne'er so much as thought of it. Where shall I go to lay it out ? True wit is scarce, and hard to find, But come, my lads, let's drink about, My WIFE'S small venture we wont mind There is a proverb, often us'd, Wit's never good till bought too dear, And I right well may be excus'd, There's little for a penny here. An aged father sitting by, Whose venerable locks were gray, Straight made the merchant this reply Hear me a word or two I pray. POPULAR SONGS. 128 Thy Harlot, in prosperity, She will embrace thee for thy gold, But if in want or misery, You'll naught from her but frowns behold And ready to betray thy life, When wretched, poor, and low ; But thy true, loving, faithful wife, Will stand by thee in weal or wo. If you will prove the truth of this, Strip off thy gaudy, rich array, And so return to thy proud miss, Declare that thou wast cast away. Thy riches buried in the main : Besides, as you past through the wood, One of your servants you have slain, For which your life in danger stood. Beseech her for to shelter thee, Declare on her you do depend ; Oh, then alas ! you soon will see, How far she'll prove a faithful friend Then if she frowns, go to thy wife, Tell her this melancholy thing ; Who labours most to save thy life, Let her be most in thy esteem. Father, the merchant then repli'd, You must this single penny take, For when I've past the ocean wide, A proof of this I mean to make. And loving friends, for what I know. I ought this single penny prize, For it may be, for aught I know, The best of all my merchandise. '?4 POPULAR SONGS. Taking his leave, away they came, The merchant and the whole cargo, bear Through roaring waves, to their content. At length they reached their native shore, The merchant put on poor array, The very worst of ragged clothes, And then, without the least delay, He to his wanton Harlot goes. When she beheld him in distress, She cri'd, what is the matter now ? Said he, I'm poor and pennyless ; With that he made a courteous bow. Being no man was e'e> so crost As I have been, sweetheart's delighV My ship and all I had is lost ; Without thy help I'm ruin d quite. My loss is great, yet that's not all, One of my servants I have slain, As we did botJi at variance fall : Some shelter let me here obtain, I durst not now go to my wife, Whom I have wrong'd for many years Into thy hands I put my life, Take pity on my melting tears. You bloody villain, she repli v d, Don't, in the least, on me depend ; Begone, or as I live, she cri'd, I for an officer will send. I'll give you neither meat nor drink, Nor any shelter shall you have-; Of musty, lousy rags you stink, Begone* vou most perfidious slaves POPULAR SONGS. 125 Don't think I will your council keep, Or harbour any such as you ; Ho turned about, and seem'd to weep And bid the wanton jilt adieu. Then home he goes unto his wifr, Both poor and naked, in distress ; He told her all the very same, Yet she received him nevertheless. She says, my dear, since it is so, Take comfort in thy loving wife, All that I have shall freely go To gain a pardon for thy life I'll lodge thee in a plaoe secure, Where I will daily nourish thee. Believe me, love, you may be stare To find a faithful friend in me. When he a perfect proof had made, Which of the two did love him best. Unto his virtuous wife he said, My jewel, set thy heart at rest. Behold, I have no servant slain, Nor have I suffered any loss ; Enough I have us to maintain, The ocean seas no more to cross. My loaded ship lies near the shore, With jewels, rings, so neatly brought, So much I never had before, Your Penny's Worth of Wit is bought Once more he to his Harlot goes, With fourteen sailors, brave and bold. All clothed in new and costly clothes, Of silks eniDroiacred with gold. 120 POPULAR SONGS. The rmss, when she his pomp beheld, Did offer him a kind embrace ; But he with wrath and anger fill'd, Did straight upbraid her to her face. Then she with smiles these words exprest, I have a faithful love for thee, Whate'er I said was but in jest, Why didst thou go so soon from me ? It was full time for me to go, You had another love in store, Whom you have purchased with my gold And jewels, which I brought on shore. It's false, she cri'd, I have them all ? With that the merchant then replied, Lay them before me, then I shall Be soon convinced and satisfied. Then up she ran, and fetched them down Jewels, rings, and ribands bright; He seized them all, and with a frown He bid the wanton jilt good night. When he had seiz'd the golden purse, And swept off every precious stone, She cri'd what wilt thou rob me thus ? Yes, that I will, of what's my own. Then home he goes unto his wife, And told her ail that he had done : E'er since tney live a happy life, And he'll no more to HARLOT'S run Thus the wanton Harlot's bit, Who long had his destruction sought Thus was the PENNY'S worth of WIT The best that ever merchant bought. POPULAR SONGS. \21 BANKS OF THE BAN. In yonder shady harbour, near to sweet hill town, Where mountains clear fountains they did me surround, I espied a fair female as you shall understand, Was viewing small fishes in the river Ban. Hor cheeks like the roses, her breath like per- fume, And her skin like lillies when they're in full bloom, For to gain her favour sho says I'd trepand, By her charms I'm wounded on the banks of the Ban. The time I remember, it was in sweet May, When the goddess Flora clothed the Meadows The fields were in bloom by fair nature's com. mand, When I met my darling on the banks of theBan. Then I did salute her, and unto her did say, Fair nature has formed you all hearts to betray, ' But if you'd come with me my dear I'm the ane, Would be your own darling on the banks of the Ban. I cannot go with you young man she did say, For vou are a stranger and would me betray, And I a chaste virgin might break the com- mands, Your absence is a cordial on the banks oi the Ban. 128 POPULAR bONOS. May Venus and Juno in dark eclipse mourn. And the gulf of Venus with sulpher miens burn That the atlantic ocean may turn to dry land. If e'er I prov«> false on the banks of the Ban. . At length my persuasions did seem to take place. I thought by the blushes that shone on her face Her feet they did slip on the quick beds of sand And she fell in my arms on the banks of tho Ban But when that she came to her senses again, She says my dear Willy do not me disdain, For you have undone me my dear out of hanc So let us get married on the banks of the Bar I cannot get married, I'm an apprentice bou no Unto a young Weaver near Rathfreland town And when my time is ended love here is my hand, I will be your own darling on the banks of the Ban. Since that is so now pray tell me your name And the place you come from, pray tell me t!, sarae, My name is Willy Angle, from sweet moneys land, And my dwelling is hard by the banks of the Ban. Come all you young maidens wherever you be I pray give attention and listen to me. Do not go a walKmg by two or bv one, For fear of the Angler that roves on the Ban POPULAR SONGS. 129 THE BLIND BEGGAR'S DAUGHTER OF BETHNAL G'REEN. Tift of a blind beggar and he lost his sight, And he had a daughter most beautiful and bright. Shall I seek ray fortune dear father said she, The favour was granted to pretty Betsey. She went out from London the very next day And halted in Romford the very same day, And when that she came unto my lord's house So handsome and admired was pretty Betsey She had not been there no length of time, Before a young lord he a courting came, Your ship shall with jewels said he, If you can but love me my pretty Betsey. That for to do it I am willing said she, But first ask the father cf pretty Betsey, Then who is your father come tell unto me, That I may go with you ycur father to sec. My father he is every day to be seen, He is called the blind beggar of Bethnal Green Hc'f called the beggar God knows it said she, But he's been a good father to his daughter Betsey. If you're a beggar's daughter you won't do for me, tor I never do intend to lot any one see, 130 POPULAR SONGS. That a blind beggar's daughter my lady shouJu be, And so scornfully turn'd from his pretty Betsey Up speaks the young squire with riches enough, If she be a beggar's daughter she's never thf worse, Your ship shall be lined with jewels said ho, If you will but love me my pretty Betsey. My daughter is not clothed so fine as she shall But I will drop guineas with you for my girl, They dropped their guineas down to the ground They dropped till they dropped ten thousand pound. Dear honoured father I have dropped all my store, I have dropped ull my riches I can't drop no more, But grant me your daughter and that's all i crave, That I may be married to pretty Betsey. Tafce her and make her a lady so bright, The lords will owe you great spite. And when you are married I will lay you down. Five hundred guines to buy her a gown. Now Billy and Betsey to church they did go, Now Billy and Betsey they cut a fine show, The beautiful creature that ever was seen, Was the blind beggar's daughter of Bethna) Green POPULAR SONGS. l3l BLACK EYED SUSAN. VII in the Downs the fleet lay moor'd, The streamers waving in the wind, When black ey'd Susan came on bourd : Oh ! where shall I my true love find ? roll me, ye jovial sailors, tell me true, If my sweet William sails among )onr crew. William, who high upon the yard, Kock'd l>v the billows to and fro, Soon as her well-known voice he heard, H»- Kigh'd. and casi his eyes below ; Th« cord slides swiftly thro' his glowing handSj \i\(i quick as lightning, on the deck he stands. So the sweet lark, high pois'd in ai.-. Shuts close his pinions to his breast, [f chance his mate's shrill voice to hour, And drops, at once, into her nest. The noblest captain in the British fleet, L\f : £hi envy William** /'ins tr~,se u isbes eweet. 132 POPULAR SONGS. Oil ! Susan, Susan, lovely dear, My vows shall ever true remain ; Let me kiss off that fulling tear, We only part to meet again ; Change as ye list, ye winds, my heart shall bt The faithful compass that still points to thee. Believe not what the landsmen say, Who tempt with doubts, thy constant mind ; They tell thee, sailors, when away, In ev'ry port a mistress find ; Yes, yes, believe them, when they tell the« so. For thou art present, wheresoe'er I go. If to fair India's coast we sail, Thine eyes are seen in diamonds bright, Thy breath in Afric's spicy gale, Thy skin is ivory, so white ; Thus ev'ry beauteous object that I view, Wikes in my soul, sorn. charms of lovely Sue. Though battles call me from thy arms, Let not my pretty Susan mourn ; Though cannons roar, yet safe from harms, William shall to his dear return ; Love turns aside the balls that round me fly, Lest precious tears should drop from Susan's eye The boatswain gave the dreadful word, The sails their swelling bosoms spread, No longer must she 6tay on board, They kiss'd, she sigh'd, he hung his head ; Her lessening boat, unwilling rows to land, Adieu, she cried, and wav'd her lily hand. POPULAR SONGS. 133 HANDSOME HARRY Come ;ill you loyal hearted lovers, Come and listen unto me ; And to you I will discover, A most doleful perjury. IV>4 POPULAR SONGS. Tis of a sailor who much delighted, Pretty maidens to betray, When he had gain'd their love he slighter And to some other took his way. Handsome Harry he was called, In Southampton he did dwell, To the Betsey ship most famous He belonged, 'tis known full well. And amongst the rest he courted, Kate and Ruth he did beguile, When he gain'd their love, false proved, Both of them were big with child. Both did think to have young Harry, Which he promis'd oh his life, Each of them thought he would marry. But at length made Kate his wife. Ruth hearing it did fail a weeping, And cry'd out in bitter wo, O ! is this your promise keeping, A fair maid to ruin so ? Now alas ! my griefs are doubled, How revenged shall I be ? Harry fearing further trouble, Quickly went unto the sea. Sailing on the ocean, parted, To some silent wood I'll go, Like a lady broken hearted, I will seek my overthrow. So wretchedly with her own garter She hung herself upon a tree, Vnd within a few days after, T^ •» men o hunting ^.d ii * i *e *, POPULAR SONGS. I3T. They amazed and on her gazed, While the dogs did howl and roar, At the sight they were much surprised, Ravenous birds her flesh had tore. They then took her down in pity, Wondering what the cause might be And they found a note about her, 'Twas let no man bury me. But above ground let me perish, That all maids may warned be, Of false yeung men to have a care, Lest they be ruined like me. They will come with false pretences, Swearing they love none but you, All the while they are false hearted ; Seeking whom they might undo. When they've gain'd your virgin treasure You are whores and infidels, Vou may repent it at your leasure, Or like me go hang yourselves. This same Harry as he was sailing On the coast, so bleak by night, When strange dreams and ghosts appearing, Did his troubled soul affright. This same Harry he was steering, At a distance a boat he spy'd, And in it sat a lady weeping, And two men in black beside. When the boat grew nigh unto him, This vile wretch grew much afraid j When he saw her face he knew her To be Ruth whom he betriy'd* f36 POPULAR SONGS. Then he ran down in the caoin, When he heard a loud voice say, Young man now prepare for dying, And with me you'll go away. Then he spoke unto the captain, Saying pray sir, stand my friend, For their is a spirit coming, That will bring me to my end. These words did much surprise the captain When on the deck he quickly hy'd, And there he saw a boat a sailing Close along by the ship's side. Then she spoke unto the captain, Send me Harry here your man, For the torments I am rack'd in, Being ruin'd — here I am. grim ghost the captain cried, Why do you ask this man of me ? For I know not what's become of him, Unless he's drowned in the sea. Oh ! your ship, I know he's in it, And if that you do him keep, 1 will raise a storm this minute, And will sink you in the deep. Oh ! these words did sound severely, Which did pierce the captain's heart, To think in what a doleful manner, He and Harry now must part. Then she took him by the shoulders, And plung'd him down into the main Into the midst of the foaming sea, Where he never rose again. POPULAR SONGS. 137 THE WILLOW. Oh ! take me to your arms, my love, for keen the wind doth blow, Oh ! take me to your arms, my love, for bitter is my wo ; She hears me not, she cares me not, nor will she list to me, While here I lie, alone to die, beneath the wil- low tree. My love has wealth and beauty, the rich attend her door, My love has wealth and beauty, and I, alas ! am poor ; The ribband fair, that boiwid her hair, is all that's left to me, While here I lie, alone to die, beneath the wil- low tree. I once had gold and silver, I thought them without end, I once had gold and silver, and I thought I had a friend, My wealth is lost, my friend is false, my love he stole from me, And here I lie, alone to die, beneath the wii. j low tree. 138 POPULAR SONGS. TEN O'CLOCK. Twas ten o'clock one moon-light night, I ever shall remember, When every star shone twinkling bright One frosty dark December ; When at the window, tap, tap, tap, I heard a certain well known rap, And with it to these words most clear, Remember ten o'clock, my dear, Remember love, remember iVf y mother dozed before the fire, My dad his pipe was smoking, I dare not for the world retire, And was that not provoking. At length the old folks fell asleep, I then my promise went to keep, When for his absence to denote, He on the window-shutter wrote, Remember ten o'clock, my dear, fee And did I need a hint so sweet, Ah no ! and mark the warning ; Which said at church we were to meet, At ten o'clock next morning. And there we met no more to part, And twined together hand and heart. And since that day in wedlock joined, The window-shutter brings to mind. Remember love* remember. POPULAR SONGS. 139 GARDEN GATE. The day was spent, the moon shone bright The village clock struck eight, Young Mary hastened with delight, Unto the garden ^ate. But who was there that made her sad. The gate was there but not the lad, Which made young Mary sigh and say. Was there ever a poor girl so sad as I. Sf)«» traced the garden here and there, The village clock struck nine, Which made young Mary sigh and say, Thou sha'nt, thou sha'nt be mine ; You said you'd be at the gate at eight, You ne'er shall deceive me or make me wale For I will let such creatures see, They ne'er shall make a fool of me. She traced the garden here and there, The village clock struck ten, Young William caught her in his arms, No more to part again ; For he had been to buy the ring that day And he had been such a long way, Then how could Mary cruel prove, To banish the lad she so dearly loved, Up with the morning sun they rose, To church they went away, \nd all the village joyful were, Upon the wedding day. Now in the cottage by the river side. William and Mary do reside, She blesses the night that she did wait, For her absent swain at the garden gate 140 POPULAR SONGS. ANSWER TO THE GARDEN GATE, Ona winter's eve the moon it shone, And every tiling was still, When William tr^idg'd with heart so light To the foot of yonder hill, Twas Mary's cot he wisu'd to view, To see the girl he loved so true, Which made his heart go pit-a-pat, As on the style he whistling sat. He traced the cot all round and round. But Mary was not there, At last poor William look'd go sad, His heart was in despair. And Mary she did not come nigh, Which caused him many a bitter sigh, And turning round he then did say, Oh ! Mary thou art false to me. But Mary hid behind a tree, And at the lad did peep, And smiled to see him in a pet, Towards him she did creep, O when he did young Mary spy, He instantly to her drew nigh, He kissed her lips and loving said, You are my bride my loving maid. To-morrow is the happy day, When we will be wed, The old church bells shall merniy riiif Sweet William thus he said, The parson heshcli make us one, Eefore the setting of th^ sun, The villagers they all did say, God prosper well their wedding day. POPULAR SONGS. \A\ ELLEN THE FAIR Fair Ellen one morn from her cottage hnd strayed, To the next market town tripped the beautiful maid : She looked like a Goddoss, so charming and. fair, Come buy my sweet posies cried Ellen the Fair' I've cowslips and jessamines, and hair bells so blue, Wild roses and eglantines, glist'ning with dew And ihe lilly, the queen of the valley, so rare. Come buy my sweet posies cried Ellen the Fair Enraptured I gazed on this beautiful maid, For a thousand sweet smiles on her counu- nance played. And while I stood gazing, my heart I declare, A captive was taken by Ellen the Fair. Oh ! could I but gain this nymph for my wife, How gladly would I change my condition it life ; IM foesake the gay folks of the town and rep • To dwell in a cottage with Ellen the Fair. But vrhat need I care for the lordly or great, I My parents are dead, I've a noble estate ; I And no \ady on earth, nor a princess shall share, [ My hand and my fortune with Ellen the Fair. I In a little time after this nobleman's son, I Did marry the maid his affections had won, I When presented at Court how the monarch did stare, ( And the ladies all envied sweet Ellen the Fair 142 POPULAR SONGS. BARBARA ALLAN It fell about the Martinmas day, When the green leaves where falling, Sir James the Graham in the west countn Fell in love with Barbara Allan. She was a fair and comely maid, And a maid nigh to his dwelling, Which made him to admire the more, The beauty of Barbara Allan. POPULAR SONGS. 1 l.'j O what's thy name my bonny maid. Or where hast thou thy dwelling She answer'd him most modestly, My name is Barbara Allan. O 8*^! you not yon seven ships, So bonny as th*y are sailing, I'll make you mistress of them all My bonny Barbara Allan. But it fell out upon a day, At the wine as they were drinking, They toasted their glasses around aho 1 . And slighted Barbara Allan. O she has taken't so ill out, That she'd no more look on him, \nd for all the letters he could send, Still swore she'd never have him. O if 1 had a man, a man, A man within my dwelling, That will write a letter with my blood And carry'tto Barbara Allan. Desire her to come here with speed, For I am at the dying ! And speak one word to her true love, For I'll die for Barbara Allan. His man is off with all his speed, To the place where sho is dwelling- Here's a letter from mv master dear* Gin ye be Barbara Allan. O when sho looked the letter upon, With a loud laughter gi'd she, But e'er she read the letter througn, The tear blinded her eye. 144 POPULAR SONGS. O hooly, hooiy, rose she up, And slowly gaed she to him, And slio-htly drew the curtains by, You^g iT.^ I think you'er dying. O I am sick, and very sick, And my heart is at the breaking, One kiss or two of thy sweet mouth Would keep mo from the dying. O mind you not young man said she, When you sat in the tavern, Then you made the health go round, And slighted Barbara Allan. And slowly, slowly, rose she up, And slowly, slowly left him, And sighing said she could not stay, Since death of life had reft him. She had not gone a mile from the town, Till she heard the dead bell kneling, And every knell that dead bell gave, Was wo to Barbara Allan Now when the virgin heard the same, Sure she was greatly troubled. When in the coffin his corpse she view'd, Her sorrows all were doubled. What ! hast thou died for me, she cried, Let ail true lovers shun me, Too late I may this sadly say, That death has quite undone me. O mother, mother make my bed, O make it soft and narrow, Since my love died for me to-day, I'll die for him, to-morrow POPULAR SONUS. 145 KATE AND HER HORNS. if ou that in merriment delight, Pray listen unto what I write ; So shall your satisfaction find, ft will cure a melancholy mind. A damsel sweet in Colchester, And there a clothier courted her. For three months space, both night and day- But yet this damsel still said nay. She said were I to love inclin'd, Perhaps you soon may change your mind, A.nd court some other damsel fair, For men are false I do declare. He many protestations made, And like a royal lover said, There's none but you shall be my wife, The joy and comfort of my life. Vt length this maid gave her consent, To marry him, and straight they went Unto their parents then and who Both gave their leave and liking too. But see the cursed fruits of gold ! He letl his loyal love behind, With grief and love all compass'd round, While he a greater fortune found. 146 POPULAR SONGS. A lawyer's daughter, fair and bright. Her parent's joy and whole delight. He was resolved to make his spouse, Denying all his former vows. And when poor Kate, she came to hear That she must lose her only dear, And for the lawyer's daughter's sake, Some sport of him, Kate thought she'd mafec Kate knew when every night he came, From his new love, Nancy by name , Sometimes at ten o'clock or more, Kate to a tanner went therefore. And borrowed there an old cowhide, With crooked horns both large and wide. And when she wrapt herself therein, Her new intrigue she did begin. Kate to a lonesome field did stray, At length the clothier came that way, And he was sorely scared at her, She looked so like old Lucifer. A hairy hide, horns on her head, Which near three feet asunder spread. With that he saw a long black tail, He strove to run but his feet did fail. Then with a grum but doleful note, She quickly seiz'd him by the throaty And said you leave poor Kate I hea/ And woo the lawyer's daughter dear. POPULAR SONGS. 147 Since you have been so false to her, You perjured knave of Colchester, You shall, whether you will or no, Into my gloomy regions go. This voice did sore affright him, And kneeling on his trembling limb, Cried Master Devil spare me now, And I'll perform my former vow. I'll make young Kate my lawful bru'e, See that you do the devil cry'd, If Kate against you doth complain, Soon shall you hear from me again. Then home he went though very late, He little thought that it was Kate, That set him in such affright, Therefore next day by morning light, He went to Kate and married her, For fear of that old Lucifer. Kate's friends and parents thought it strange That there was such a sudden change. Kate never let her parents know, Nor any other friend or foe, Till they a year had married been, And told it at her lying in. It pleased the woman to the heart, They sav she fairly played her part, Her husband laughed as well as they, Tvas a joyful merry day. 14S POPULAR SON< THE BLACKBIRD. It was on one fine morning for soft recreation: I heard a fair t'amsel making a sad moan, Sighing and sobbing with sad lamentation, Saying, my Blackbird most loyal has flown. My thoughts they ieceiv'd me, reflection h grieves me, And I am o'erburden'd with sad misery ; But if death should blind me, as true love J\ clines me, My Blackbird I'll .seek out wherever I be. Once in fair England my Blackbird did flourish He was the chief flower that in it did spring, Fair ladies of honour his person did nourish. Because that he was the true son of a king. ruPULAR SONGS. 149 Bui O that false fortune hasprov'd so uncertain, That caus'd the parting between you and me, But if ho remain in France or in Spain, Til be true to my Blackbird wherever he be. In England my Blackbird and I were together When he was tne most noble an gen'rous oi heart, But wo to the time wh°n he arrived there, Alas ! he was soon forced from me to part. In Italy he bcam'd, and was highly esteemed, In England he seems but a stranger to me But if he remain in France or in Spain, All blessings on rnyBlackbird wherever he be But if by the fowler my Blackbird is taken, Sighing and sobbing will be all the tune, But if he is safe, and I'm not mistaken, I hope I shall see him in May or in June. The birds of the forest, they all flock together, The turtle was chosen to dwell with the dove, So I'm resolved in fair or foul weather, Once in the spring to seek out my love. Oh ! he is all my treasure, my joy and my pleas- ure, [thee, He's justly belov'd though my heart follow! How constant and kind and courageous of mind, Deserving of blessings wherever he be, It's not the wide ocean can fright me with dan ger, Alt? nigh like a pilgrim I wander forlorn, \fat P ' find more friendship from one tha*> a stranger, More than from one that in Britain was bora 150 POPULAR SONGS. GEORGE REILY. On a bright summer's morning, the weatho? being clear, I strollM for recreation down by a river fair, Where I overheard a damsel most grievously complain, All for an absent lover that ploughs the raging main. I being unperceived, did unto her draw near, Where I lay down in ambush, the better for tc hear, With doleful lamentations and melancholy cries, Whilst sparkling tears like crystal was stream ing from her eyes. Crying, O cruel fortune to me has prov'd un kind. As my true love has left me n<~ comfort can * find: Whilst she was thus lamenting and grieving fa her dear, I saw a gallant sailor, who unto her drew near. With eloquence most complaisant he did address the fair, Crying, sweet and lovely fair one, why do you mourn here ? All for aa absent lover, the fair one did reply, Which causes me to wonder* for to lament and cry. POPULAR SONGS. 151 It's threo long years and more his absence ■ have mourn'd, [turn'd. And now the war is ended, he has not yet re- Why should you grieve for him alone, the sai- ior he did say, [other way. Perhaps his mind is alter'd, or chang'd some If you will but forget him, and fix your mind on me, Till death doth demand me, to you I'll faithful prove. [never be. To which this fair maid answer'd, sir that can I never can admire any other man but he ; He is the darling of my heart, none else can I adore ; [more. So take this as an answer, and trouble me no Then said the gallant sailor what is your true lore's name ? Both that and his description, I wish to know the same ; [kind, It is really most surprising that he was so un- As to leave so fair a creature in sorrow here behind. [trim, George Reily I call him, a lad both neat and So manly in deportment, that few can excel him His amber locks in ringlets, his sturdy should ers bear, [fair. And his skin far exceeding the fragrant lilly Fair maid I had a messmate, George Reily was his name, [be the same ; I'm sure, from your description, that he must Three years we spent together, on board the old Belflew, [knew. And such a gallant comrade before I never 152 POPULAR SONGS. It was on the twelfth of April, near to Port Royal Bay, We had a tight engagement, before the break of day, Between Rodney and De Grasse, where many a man did fall, Your true love he fell by a French cannon ball Whilst weltering in his blood, your generous lover lay, With fauit'ring voice and broken sighs these words I heard him say : Farewell, my dearest Nancy, were you bu1 standing by, To gaze your last upon me, contented I wouli' die. This melancholy story wounded her so deep, She wrung her hands in anguish, and bitterly did weep, Crying, my joys are ended, if what you say be true, Instead of having pleasure, Pve nought but grief in view, On hearing which, his person, no longer he conceaPd, He flew into her arms, and his person did reveal. Now these constant lovers did each other em- brace, He kissM the bright tears from her cheeks, and wip'd her lovely face, Crying, m; dearest Nancy, with you 1*11 evei stay, I'll never more depart, till my mainmast's cut away. POPULAR SONGS. 15^ THE LONDON 'PRENTICE. Of a worthy London 'prentice, My purpose is to speak, And tell his bold adventures, Done for his country's sake. Seek all the world about, And you shall hardly find, A man in valour to exceed This gallant 'prentice mind. He was born in Cheshire, The chief of men was he, From thence brought up to London, A 'prentice for to be. A merchant on the bridge, DA like his service so, Tba' /or three years, his factor, It Turkey he should go. lot POPULAR SONGS. Ants in that famous country, One year lie had not been, Ere he bv tilt maintained The honour of his queen. Elizabeth, his princess, He nobly did make known, To be the Phoenix of the world, And none but her alone. In armour richly gilded, Well mounted on a steed, A score of knights most hardy, One day he made to bleed, And brought them all unto the ground Who proudly did deny, Elizabeth to be the Pearl Of princely majesty. The king of that fam'd country Thereat begun to frown, And will'd his sons there present To pull this youngster down. Who at their father's words, These boasting speeches said, 4 Thou art a traitor, English boy v And hast the traitor play'd " " I am no boy nor traitor, Thy speeches I defy, For which i'll be revenged Upon the oy and oy ; A London 'prentice still, Shall prove as good a man, As any o r your Turkish knights- Do all the best you can." POPULAR SONGS In." And there wiiha! he gave him, A box upon the ear, Which broke his neck asunder, As plainly doth appear, M Now know, proud Turk," quoth he, ♦ I am no English boy, That can with one small box o' the ea» The prince of the Turks destroy." When as the king perceived, His son so strangely slain, His soul was sore afflicted, W r ith more than mortal pain And in revenge thereof, He swore that he should die The cruelest death that ever man Beheld with mortal eye. Two lions were prepared This 'prentice to devour, Near famished up with hunger Ten days within the tower, To make them far more fierce And eager for their prey, To glut themselves with human go?* 1 . Upon this dreadful day. The appointed time of torment At length drew nigh at hand, When an trie nolue ladies And oarons of the land, Attended on the kinff. To see this 'prentice slam, And bury'd in the Iwingry maws Of those fierce lions twain. 150 POPULAR SONGS. Then in his shirt of cambric, With silks most richly wrought This worthy London 'prentice Was from the prison brought. And to the lions given, To stanch their hunger great, Which had eat in ten day's space. Not one small bit of meat. But God who knows all secrets, The matter so contrived, That by this young man's valour, They were of life depriv'd. For being faint for food, They scarcely could withstand The noble force and fortitude And courage of his hand. For when the hungry lions, Had cast on their eyes, The elements did thunder, With echo of their cries. And running all amain, His body to devour, Into their throats he thrust his amy With all his might and power. From thence by manly valour Their hearts he tore asunder, And at the king he threw them, To all the people's wonder. •* This I have done," quoth he, " For lovely England's sake, And for my country's maiden queen Much more will undertake." POPULAR SONGS. 15' But when the king perceived His wrathful lions hearts, Afflicted with great terror, His rigour soon perverts, And turned all his hate Into remorse and love, And said, " it is some angel, Sent down from heaven above.'' " No, no, I am no angel," The courteous young man said u But born in famous England, Where God's word is obey'd." Assisted by the heavens, Who did me thus befriend, Or else they had most cruelly, Brought here my life to end. The king, in heart amazed, Lift up his eyes to heaven, A nd for his foul offences Did crave to be forgiven. Believing that no lands Like England may be seen, No people better governed By virtue of a queen. So taking up this young man, He pardoned him his life, And gave his daughter to him To be his wedded wife : Where then they did remain, And live in quiet peace, tn spending of their happy days Ir joy and love's increase. 158 POPULAR SONGS. BANKS OF BRANDYWINE. One morning very early, in the pleasant rot ntl of M ay, As I walked forth to take the air, all nature be "»g gay, POPULAR SONGS. 15^ The moon had not yet veil'd her face, but through the trees did shine, As I wandered for amusement, on the banks of Brandywine. By many rough and craggy rocks and bushes of small growth, By many lofty, ancient trees, the leaves were putting forth, I wandered up along those banks, where mur- muring streams do join, Where pleasant music caught my ear, on the banks of Brandywine. At such an early hour I was surprised to sea, A lovely maid with downcast eyes upon those banks so gay. [ modestly saluted her, she knew not rny design, And requested her sweet company, on the bank? of Brandywine. She said, young man, be civil, my company forsake, For, in my real opinion, I think you are a rake ;* My love's a valiant sailor, he's now gone to the main, While comfortless I wander, on the banks of Brandywine. My dear, why do you thus give up to melan- choly cries, [ p ay leave off your weeping, and dry th more shall my true iove and I ever part, No more shall the wars take my true love away, And the banks of the Schuylkill shall ever be gay. (6t5 POPULAR SONGS. POOR LITTLE SWEEP. On a cold winter's morn as the snow was a fall. When a child of misfortune so loudly was bawl- ing Sweep oh ! he cries for the snow is very deep, So I pray take compassion on a poor little sweep. Tears from his eyes in large drops were fast falling, You noted for pity whose hearts have cou- troling, POPULAR SONGS. 16*7 Yim men of discerning who are not yet asleep, Don't you hear the sad wailing of a poor little sweep. He continued to cry but no strangers to pity, But they laugh'd at kis grief while they banter'd his ditty, Oft times they forwarned him a distance to keep, And he cry'd take compassion on a poor little sweep. A. the steps of a door half frozen and dejected, He set there to mourn his complaints were ne- glected. Till a kind hearted damsel by chance saw him weep, And her heart bled with sorrow for the poor little sweep. She took his cold hand, to a neighbours she led him, Warm'd his limb's by the fire and tenderly fed him, But ah how surprised with joy did she weep, When she found a lost brother in poor little sweep. Long time did she gaze on each sutty black feature, To her bosom she pressed and said thou soot creature, L«*t us haste to our home, you no longer shall weep, Through courts, lanes and alley crying pool little sweep. »?H PORULAH SONGS. MARY'S DREAM. The moon had climb'd the highest bill, That rises o'er the source of the Dec, And from its eastern summit shed, Her silver light on tower and tree ; When Mary laid her down to rest, Her thoughts on Sandy, far at sea, When soft and slow a voice was heard, Saying, Mary, weep no more for me. She from her pillow gently raised Her head, to ask who there might be, And saw young Sandy shivering stand, With pallid cheek and hollow eye. Oh ! Mary, dear, com is my clay, It lies beneath a stormy sea ; Far, far in depth, I sleep from thee , So, Mary, weep no more for me. Three stormy nights and stormy days, We tossed upon thu raginjj main, And long we strove our Imrk to save But all our striving was in vain ; Even then, when horror chilled my blood. My heart was filled with love to thee ; The storm is past, and I'm at rest, So, Mary, weep no mure tor me. Oh ! Mary, dear, thyself prepare, To go with me unto that shore, Where love is free from grief and care. And thou and I shall part no more. Loud crew the cock, the shadow fied, No more of Sandy could she see ; But soft the passing spirit said, Sweet Mary wo^y .10 more for me. POPULAR SONCS. THE TURKISH LADY. Young virgins all I pray draw near, A pretty story you shall hear, 'Tis of a Turkish Lady brave, Who fell in love with an English slave A merchant's ship at Bristol lay, As they were sailing o'er the sea, By a Turkish rover took were we, And. all of us made slaves to be. They bound us down in irons strong, They whipped and lashed us along, No tongue can tell I'm certain sure, What we poor souls did endure. Come sit you down and listen awhile And hear how Fortune did on mo smile. It was my fortune for to be, A slave unto a rich iaciy. i > POPULAR SONGfc. She dressed herself in rich array, And went to view her slaves one day, Hearing the moan the young man made. She went to him, and thus she said : — What countryman, young man, are you I am an Englishman, that's true. I wish you was a Turk, said she, I'd ease you of your misery. I'll ease you of your slavish work, If you'll consent to turn a Turk, I'll own myself to be your wife, For I do love you as my life. No, no, no, then said he. Your constant slave madam I'll be, I'd sooner be burnt then at the stake, Before that I'll my God forsake. This lady to her chamber went, And spent that night in discontent, Little Cupid with his piercing dart, Had deeply wounded her to the heart. She was resolved the next day, To ease him of his slavery, And own herself to be his wife, For she did love him as her life. She dressed herself in rich array, And with the young man sail'd away, Unto her parents she bid adieu, Now you see what love can do. She is turn'd a Christian brave, And is wed to her own slave, That was in chains and bondage too, — By this vou see what love can do. POPULAR SONUS. 17) LORD BAKEMAN. (n India Iiv'd a noble lord, His riches was beyond compare, He was the darling of his parents, And of their estate an only heir. He had gold and he had silver, And he had houses of high degree, But still he never could be contented, Until i voyage he had been to sea. 1 72 popular softos. He sailed east, and he sailed west, Until he came to the Turkish shore, Where he was taken and put in prison, Where he could neither see nor iiear. For seven long months he lay lamenting. He laid lamenting in iron bands, There happening to see a brisk young \a(\y Who set him free from his iron chains The jailor had one only daughter, A brisk young lady gay was she, As she was walking across the floor, She chanced lord Bakeman for to see. She stole the keys of her father's pri«o»». And said lord Bakeman she would s^ 1 trot She went unto the prison door. And opened it without delay. Have you got gold or have you got silver ? Have you got houses of high degree >. What will you give to the fair lady, If she from bondage will set you frei " Yes, I've got gold, and I've got silver, And Pve got houses of high degree, 1*11 give them all to the fair lady, If she from bondage set me free. It's not your silver nor your gold, Nor yet your houses of.high degree, All that I want to make me happy, And all I crave is your fair body Let us make a bargain, and make it strong, For seven long years it shall stand, You shall not wed no other woman. Nor I'll not wed no other man. POPULAR SUNOS. 173 When seven long years were gone and past. When seven long years were at an end, She packed up all her richest clothing, Saying, now I'll go and seek my friend. She sailed east, she sailed west, Until she came to the Indian shore, And there she never could be contented, Till for her true love she did enquire. She did enquire for lord Bakeman's palace At every corner of the street, She enquired after lord Bakeman's palace. Of every person she chanced to meet. And when she came to lord Bakeman's palace She knock'd so loud upon the ring, There's none so ready as the brisk young porter To rise and let this fair lady in. She ask'd if this was lord Bakeman's palace. Or is the lord himself within ? k T es. yes, replied the brisk young porter, He and his bride have just entered in. She wept, she wept, and rung her hands. Crying, alas ! I am undone ; I wish I was in my native country. Across the seas there to remain. Ask him to send me one ounce of bread, And a bottle of his wine so strong, And ask him if he's forgot the lady, That set him free from his iron chain* 1 The porter went unto his master, I And bowed low upon his knees, ■ Arise, arise, my brisk young porter, And tell me what the matter is. 174 POPULAR SONGS. | There i.s a lady stands at your gate, And she doth weep most bitterly. I think she is as fine a creature, As ever I wish my eyes to see. She's got more rings on her four fingers, And round her waist has diamond strings. She's got more gold about her clothing, Thy a voir new bride and all her kin. She wants you to send one ounce of bread, And a bottle of your wine so strong. And asks if you have forgot the lady, That set you free from your prison chains {ie sT.iimjVd his foot upon the floor, He broke the table in pioces, three, Here's adieu 10 you my wedded bride, For this fair lady I will go and see. Then up spoke his new bride's mother, And she was a lady of high degree, 'Tis you have married my only daughter. Well she is none the worse for me. But since my fair one has arrived, A second wedding there shall be ; Your daughter came on a horse and saddle, She may return in a coach and three. He took this fair lady by the hand, And led her over the marble stones ; He cnanged ner name from Susannan fair, And she now is the wife of lord Bakema*} He took her by her lilly white hand, And led her through from room to room, He chauged her name from Susannah fair, And she is called the wife of lord Bakema i POPULAR SONGS. ■ 175 CAROLINE OF EDINBURG TOWN. fame all young men and maidens attend unto my rhyme, Its of a young damsel, who was scarcely in her prime ; ^he heat the hluahing roses, and admired hy nil round, Was lovely young Caroline of Edinburg town Voung Henry was a Highland man, a courting to her came, And when her parents came to know, they did not like the same, Young Henry waa offended, and unto her did say, Arise my dearest Caroline, and with me run away. »Ve will both go to London love, and there we'll wed with speed, And then lovely Caroline, shall have happiness indeed « 176 POPULAR SOIUtS. How enticed by young Henry, she put on her other gown, And away went young Caroline of Edinburg town. Over hills and lofty mountains together they d^d r»am, In time arrived in London, far from her happy home ; She saU my dearest Henry, pray never on me frown, Or you'll break the heart of Caroline of Edin- burg town. They had not been in London more than half a year, When hard-hearted Henry proved too severe; Said Henry I will go to sea, your friends did on me frown, To beg your way, without delay, to Edinburg town. The fleet is fitting out, to Spithead "dropping down, And I will join the fleet, to fight for king and crown, The gallant tars may feel the scars, or in the water drown, Vet 1 never will again return to Edinburg town Then many a day she passed away in sorrow and despair, Her cheeks, though once like roses, were grown like lillies fair ; POPULAR SONGb. 177 "She cried, where is my Henry, and often did she swoon, Crying sad's the day I ran away from Edin- burg town. Oppressed with grief, without relief, the damsel she did go Into the woods to eat such fruit as on the busk es grow — Some strangers they did pity her, and some did on her frown, \nd some did say, what made you stray from Edinburg town. Beneath a lofty spreading oak, this maid sat down to cry, \. watching of the gallant ships as they were passing by ; She gave three shrieks for Henry, and plung'o her body down, Therefore Pll not a father be, Unto the babe that you shall bear, No further thought about me take, No more pray let me from you hear. When she did the letter receive, She wrung her hands and wept full sore And every day she still would range For to lament in the shady bower. This faithless wretch began to think, EIow noble were her parents dear, Said he I sure shall punished be, When they the story come to hear. And then the devil did begin, To enter into his wicked mind, That he must have her precious life, To act which thing he thus contrived. He oftentimes had watched her out, Into the lonely vallies where, One day he privily did go, When he knew the lady was not ther*. And privily he dug her grave, •Twas underneath an oaken tree, And in the branches he did lie, To act this piece of cruelty. Poor harmless soul she little knew, When she went thither all alone, And on a bank of violets she In a mournful manner sit her down. Of this unkindness she did complaiii- At length the grave she did espy, She rose in haste to view the same, Mot thinking he had been so nigh. 230 POPULAR SONGS, You gentle gods so kind and true, Did you this grave for me prepare ? Then he descended from the tree, Saying strumpet your death draws near O welcome, welcome then said she, 4.s long as by your hands I die, This is a pleasant marriage bed, I'm ready, use your cruelty. But may the heaven bring to light This thing — and may it thus appear Winter and summer, on this grave, The damask rose in bloom spring here. Never to wither tho' it be cropt, Until thy hand shall touch the same, That moment may it fading fall, To bring to light my hidden shame. More she'd have said but with his sword, He pierc'd her tender body through, And then he threw her in the grave, Saying now there's an end to you. He fill'd the grave close up again, The same with weeds he overspread, And unconcerned he went home, Immediately he went to his bed. Her parents then did grieve full sore, For the loss of their young daughter dear, Thinking she had been stole away, To all their riches she was hexr. Twelve months ago this thing was dont As many thousands now do know, According as she did desire, On her grave the dimask rose did grow. ■ POPULAR $ONUS. 231 Never did it wither tho' it has cropt, But all the winter it did spring. And if any one did crop the same, Cn an instant it did grow again. The thing was blaz'd the country round And thousands went the same to see, This miracle from heaven shown, He among the rest must curious be. To go and see if this was true, And when to the place he came, Tho beauteous rose in bloom he saw, And eagerly he cropt the same. The flowers fell from off the bush, The rose within his hands did die, He cried this is Rosanna's blood, That springs from her body. Many people that were there, Took notice of what he did say, They told him he had done some murder He confess'd the same without delay. They dug and found her body theie The first of April as 'twas known, Before a magistrate he is brought And now in prison lies forlorn. ^ Till he his punishment shall have, No doubt but he will have his due, Young men by this a warning take, Perform your vows what'er you do For God doth find out many wav Such heinous sins to bring to light. For murder is a crying sin, And it is lieinous in God's sight 232 POPULAR BONOS. THE GOSPORT TRAGEDY. fn Gosport of late a young damsel did dwell, Por wit and for beauty, few did her exoel ; 4 yo ncr man did court her for to be his deal A ci he by his trade was a ship carpenter. He said dearest Molly, if jou will agree, And give your consent dear for to marry me , Your love it can cure me of sorrow and care, Consent then to wed with a ship carpenter. With blushes as cnanmng as roses in June, She answered dear William to wed I am toe young ; For youngf men are fickle, I see very plain, If a maiden «s kind, her, they quickly disdain. My charming sweet Molly, how can you say so Thy beauty's the haven to which I would go , If there I find channel, when I chance tor Ic steer, [ then will cast anchor, and stay with my dea r # l ne'er will be cloy'd with the charms of my lorn My heart is as true as the sweet turtle-dove ; And what I now crave is to wed with rny dear For when we are married no danger I'll fear The state of a virgin, now William I prize, For marriage brings trouble and sorrow like wise, I'm afraid for to venture, therefore forbeai, i w»Jl never marry with a ship carpenter. POPULAR SONGS. 233 But yet *was in vain that she strove to deny, For he by his cunning, soon made her comply, And by base deception, he did her betray, In sin's hellish paths he led her astray. But when this young damsel with child she did prove, She quick sent the tidings to her faithless love Who swore by the heavens that ho would prove true, And said I will marry no damsel but you. Things pass'don a while, at length we do hear, His ship must be sailing, for sea he must steei ; Which griov'd this poor damsol and woundod her heart, To think with hei love she so sudden must pari Cried she, dearest William, ere you go to sea Remember the vows you have made unto me; If at home you don't tarry, I never can rest, Oh! how can you leave me with sorrow oppres'd With tender expressions to her he did say, I'll marry my Mary ere I go to sea ; And if that to-morrow my love will ride down The ring I can buy, our U nd union to crown With tender embraces, they parted that night, And promisM to meet the next morning at light William said — Mary, you must go with me, Before wo are married, our friends for to see. fie led her through groves and valleys so deep At length this young damsel began for to weep Crying William, I fear you will lead me astray On purpose my innocent life to betray. 5434 POPULAR SONGH. He said you've guess'd right, all earth cairt you save, [your grave ! For the whole of last night, I've been digging When poor ruined Mary did hear him say so, The tears from her eyes like a fountain did flow A grave with a spade lying near she did see, Which caused her to sigh and weep bitterly ; Oh ! perjured William, the worst of mankind, Is this the bride's bed I expected to find. Oh, pity my infant and spare my poor life, Let me live full of shame if I can't be your wife, Oh ! take not my life, lest my soul you betray, And you to perdition be hurried away. Her hands white as lilies, in sorrow she wrung, Imploring for mercy, crying what have I done; To you dearest William, so comely and fair, Will you murder your true-love that loved you so dear ? He said, this is no time disputing to stand, Then instantly taking a knife in his hand-[flow, He pierced her fair breast, whence the blood it dtf And into the grave her fair body did throw. He cover'd the body, and quick hastened home- Leaving none but the small birds her fate to be moan : On board ship he entered without more delay, A nd set sail for Plymouth, to plow the salt sea A young man named Stewart, of courage mosi bold, One night happened late to go into the hold ; Where a beautiful damsel to him did appear, Aiul she in her arms held an infant most dear POPULAR SONGS. 23?= Being merry with liquor, he went to embrace, Transported with joy at beholding her face ; When to his amazement, she vanished away, Which he told to the captain without more delay. [crew, The captain soon summon'd the jovial ship's And said, my brave fellows, I fear some of you Have murder'd some damsel ere you came away Whose injur'd ghost now haunts you on the Bea Whoever you be, if the truth you deny, When found out, you'll be hung on the yard bc high: But he who confesses, his life we'll not take, But leave him on the first island we make Then William immediately fell on his knees, The blood in his veins quick with horrow die freeze ; He cried, cruel murder, oh ! what have I done God help me, I fear my poor soul is undone. Poor injured ghost ! your full pardon I crave, For soon I must follow you down to the grave, None else but this poor wretch beheld this sad eight, A.nd raving distracted he died the same night. Now then her sad parents these tidings did hear. They search'd for the body of their dau'ter dear ; Near the town of Southampton, in a valley deep, The body was found, which caus'd many to weep. In Gosport'a green church-yard, her ashes now lies, Vnd we hope ber soul is with God in the skies : Then let this sad tale be a warning to all, Who dare a voun£ innocent maid to enthral. 236 POPULAR SONGS. LORD THOMAS ANjD FAIR ELEANOH Lord Thomas he was a bold forester, And a chaser of the king's deer, Fair Eleanor was a fine woman, And Lord Thomas he loved her dear Come riddle my riddle dear mother he said And riddle us both in one, Whither I shall marry with fuir Eleanor, And let the Brown Girl alone. The Brown Girl she has got money, Fair Eleanor she has none, Therefore I charge thee on my blessing. Bring the Brown Girl home. And as it befel on a holiday, As many more do beside, Lord Thomas he went to fair Eleanor, That should have been his bride. But when he came to fair Eleanor's bowel He knocked at the ring, Then who was so ready as fair Eleanor, To let Lord Thomas in. PUFl LAM SONUS. 231 fVhat news, what news Lord Thomas she said What news hast thou brought unto me, [ am come to bid thee to my wedding, And that is sad news for thee. God forbid, Lord Thomas she said, That such thing ever should be done, 1 thought to have been thy bride myself, And thou to have been the bridegroom. Come riddle my riddle dear mother she said And riddle it all in one, Whether I shall go to Lord Thomas's wedding Or whether I shall let it alone. There's many that are our friends daughter. And many that are our foes, Therefore I charge thee on my blessing To Lord Thomas's wedding don't go. There's many that are our friends mother, If a thousand were our foes, Betide me life, betide me death, To Lord Thomas's wedding don't go She cloathed herself in gallant attire, And her merry men all was seen, And as she rode through every place, They took her to be some Queen. When she came to Lord Thomas's gate, She knocked at the ring, And who was so ready as Lord Thomas, To let fair Eleanor in. He took her by the lilly white hand, And led her through the hall, 4nd he sat her in the noblest chair, Among the lady's all. ^38 PP PIT I. A R sv > \ t ;£. Is this your bride fair Eleanor said, Methinks she looks wond'rous brown, Thou might'st have had as fair a woman, As ever trod upon the ground. Despise her not Lord Thomas he said, Despise her not unto me, For better I love her little finger, Than all your whole body. This Brown Girl had a little pen-knife, Which was both keen and sharp, And betwixt the short ribs and the long, She prickM fair Eleanor to the heart. O Christ now save me, Lord Thomas she said Methinks thou look wond'rous a an, Thou used'st to look as good a colour, As ever the sun shone on. O art thou blind, Lord Thomas she said, Or can'st thou not very well see, O dost thou not see my own heart's blood, Run trickling down my knee. O dig my grave, Lord Thomas reply'd, Dig it both wide and deep, And lay fair Eleanor by my side, And the Brown Girl at my feet. Lord Thomas he had a sword by his side, As he walked about the hall, He cut his bride's head from off her shoulders And flung it against the wall. He set his sword upon the ground, And the point against his heart, There never was three lovers sure, That sooner did depart. POPULAR SONGS. 239 WILLIAM OF THE FERRT?. N ear Clyde's gay stream there liv'd a maid, Whose mind was chaste and pure ; Content she liv'd an humble life, Belov'd by all who knew her. Protected 'neath her parent's roof, Her time past on quite merry ; She lov'd, and was belov'd again, By William of the Ferry. From morning's dawn till set of sun, Would William labour hard ; And then at evening's glad return He gain'd a sweet reward. With heart so light, unto her cot He tripp'd so light and merry ; All daily toils were soon forgot By William of the Ferry. With joy their parents gave consent, And fix'd their bridal day ; Ere it arriv'd the press-gang came, And forc'd poor Will away. He found resistance was in vain, They dragg'd him from his wherry '• 1 ne'er shall see my love again," Cried William of the Ferry. Loud blew the raging winds around, When scarce a league from shore, The boat upset, the ruffian crow Soon sunk, to rise no more. While William, fearless, brav'd the waves- And safely reach'd his wherry ; Peace was preclaim'd, and Jane's now liuk'd With William of the Ferry. 240 POPULAR SONGS. THE BANKS OF INVERARY. Early one summer's morning, along as I dk pass, On the banks of Inverary I met a handsomr lass ; Her hair hung o'er her shoulders, and her eyes like stars did shine, On the banks of Inverary, I wish her heart was mine. I did embrace this fair one as fast as e'er 3 could, Her hair hung o'er her shoulders broad, just like threads of gold, Her hair hung o'er her shoulders broad, and hei eyes like drops of dew, On the banks of Inverary I'll walk along with you. She said young man leave off, and don't em- brace me so, For after kissing there comes wooing wo ; And if my poor heart should be ensnar'd and beguiled be, On the banks of Inverary I'll walk alone, said she. POPULAR SONGS. 241 Voung man you think I know you not, but your thoughts aro vain, You're come of noble race, but of a graceless train ; I know your occupation, of good it cannot be, On the banks of Inverary to delude a maid like me. I said my handsome fair maid, the truth to you I tell, On the banks of Inverary twelve maids I have beguil'd ; And now I'll give in this night, my charming one, said he, On the banks of Inverary I'm glad to meet with thee. I to put his hand unto his mouth and blew both loud and shrill, \nd thirty-six well armed men came at their master's will, He said, I used to flatter maids, but now it must not be, On the banks of Inverary I've found a wife fo? me. (Ml put this handsome fair maid on horseback very high, \nd to the parson we will go and that imme- diately ; \nd now we will sing songs of love, until the day we die, On the banks of Inverary, and never more will sigh. 2 \*4 POPULAR -SONdS. THE DISTRESSED MAID. ^s 1 walked out one May morning, Down by a river side, I overheard a couple discoursing, Which filled my heart with pride. May she, heaven's bless you, fair maid Sing me another song, 1 wish you were my bride, he said, Kind sir, I am too youug. The younger that you are my love, The better you are for me, For I vow :md do declare, I'M we J no woman but thee. lie took me by the lilly white hand, He kissed both cheek and chin, Then he took her to his marriage room, To sit a wile with him. Jt was in the beginning of that night, They ha£ both sport and play, And ail the Litter part of that night, Close in her arms did lay. ii Tl**night being gone and the day coming on The morning shone so clear, This young man rose, put on his clothes, Saying fare-you-well my dear. Is that the promise you made to me. Down by a river side. ,T LAR SONGS. 24i Y^ou promised to marry me, And make me your lawful bride. if I promised to marry you, It's more than I will do, I never will wed with aiiy one, So easy found as you. Go home to your father's garden, Sit down and cry your fill, And when you think on what you've done You may blame your own good will. There is an herb in your father's garden, And some does call it rue, When fishes fly and swallows dive, Young men they will prove true I wish I was a maid again, As I was this time last night, I would not change my portion For either lords or knights. Or those of high degree, Then happy would this young man be, Who stole a kiss from me. There are other farmer's daughters To market they do go, Bui I poor girl must stay at home, To rock the cradle O ! To rock the cradle o'er and o'er, And sing the lullaby, Was there e'er a maid in all this town 8 a crossed in love as I. 244 POPULAR SONGS, SHEFFIELD APPRENTICE ( was brought up in Sheffield, not of a high de. gree, [more but me, My parents they doated on me, they had no ( rolled in such pleasure, just where my fancy led ; [were fled. 'Till I was bonnd apprentice, then all my joys I did not like my master, he did not use me well, I took a resolution not long with him to dwell, Unknown to my poor parents, from him I ran away, [the day ! I steered my course to London, O cursed be A handsome young lady from Holland was there, [year ; She offered me great wages to serve her for a then with great persuasions with her I did agree ; [destiny To go to live in Holland, which proved my 1 had not >een inHolland past years two or three, Before th it my young mistress grew very fond of me, [her land, She said her gold and silver, her houses and If Pd consent to marry her, should be at my command. f said dear honoured lady, I cannot wed you both, [oath, For I have lately promisM, and made a solomn POPULAR SONGS. 245 To wed none but Polly, your pretty-chamber- maid, ' L oetrayed. Excuse me my dear mistress, 6ne has my heart Then in angry humour, away from me did run Resolved to be revenged before it was long, She being perplexed, she could not be my wife, That she would seek a project to take away my life. One day as wo were walking, all in the garden gay, [and gay The flowers they were springing so delightfu A gold ring from her finger, as I was passing by, She slipt into my pocket, and for it I must die. My mistress swore I robb'd her, and quickly I waa brought, [fault, Before a grave old justice, to answer for my Long time I pleaded innocent, but it w as of no avail, [jail. She swore so hard against me, that I was put to It's now the last assizes are drawing on apace, A.nd presently the judge will on me sentence pass, Tto the tree From the place of confinement they brought me So wo to my mistress, for she has ruined me. Ml you that stand around me, my wretched fate to see, Don't glory in my downfall, I pray you pity me, Believe I'm quite innocent I bid tho world adieu, farewell my pretty Tolly, I die for love of you 246 POPULAR SONGS. GREEN BUSHES As I walk'd thro' the meadows one morning n May, Delighted to see the young lambkins at play, Among the green bushes I met a sweet maid, I saluted her kindly, and thus to her said ; — " I'll buy you fine jewels, and I'll give you rings With diamonds so costly and many fine things And gowns and fine petticoats flounced to thu knee, To leave father and mother and marry me." My father's a shephard, he keeps sheep on you hill. Ana you may go lo nim, and ask his good will indeed will I, lassie, I will go instantly, And among the green bushes my Jenny meeU me. Good morning, old man, you're feeding you? flock, Will you give me a ewe lamb to breed a stock ? Indeed will I, laddie, they're up on the lea, And among the gieQn bushes my Jenny meets me. i > i says the farmer, you nave me beguiled, For I little thought it was my dear child, But since it is so, e'en so let it be, A na among the green bushes my Jenny meeto me. To church then they went without more delay, And to her fond lover she would not say nay, And he often sings as she sits on his knee, Among the green bushes my Jenny meets me. POPULAR SONGS. THE BLOODY BROTHER. Awake, O muse, let all tilings hear The awful scene of late — Let heaven blush, earth drop a tear. ■ On a poor maiden's fate. 24y POPULAR 3C)Nt*d. A tragedy, unkind — severe — Void of repentance's sighs — A fate relentless. In Yorksliii A Lady bleeds and dies. At Leeds, in Yorkshire, we hear A noble lord did dwell, He had a son and daughter fair, As many know full well. His lady happened to die, Each was his choicest care, His daughter he loved best, they say, Both dutiful and fair. Lords and Knights they courted her, But she would them deny, Saying, ■ I am resolved A maid to live and die.' Her fame throughout the country rang\3 So dutiful was she ; Her brother fell in love with her, Which caused this tragedy. So was he struck in love with her, That to his bed he went, He'd many things but all in vain, He could have no content. And for to speak, he was ashamed, And so he well might be, For such a thing was never heard, Nor known by none but me. One day he to his sister sent, So up to him she came, Cries he, * dear sister 'tis for you I'm in this burning flame.' POPULAR SONUS. 249 She hearing him say so, replied, 4 Come brother tell to me What can I get to save your life, And I will get it free.' Poor soul, she little thinking What was his base intent, Kept urging him to tell her straight, What would give him content. 1 Alas,' the wicked rogue, he said, * If I could live with thee, Then of my pains I should be freed, And satisfied would be. ■ Your beauty has so charmed me, If you do me deny, By gazing at thy fair body, I instantly must die.' Soon as these words he to her spake, Replying, she did say, •You wicked, vile, and cruel wretch^ Forbear these words, I pray. * O ! brother ! once I loved you well As any sister sure ; But now my love's to hatred turned, I cannot you endure. * You are the worst of creatures, sure ; And do deserve to burn, If you was not my brother dear, You out of doors I'd turn. * For now you are hateful in God's aight And all will you disdain, How can you so offend the Lord, In being so profane.' 250 POPULAR songs'. And then from him she quickly goee ; But yet loved him so well That of the things which she had heard. Her father would not tell. When she was gone, then did he say. • Reveng'd on her I'll be — For I will have my will of her The first opportunity.' She hearing him for to say so, No rest at all could take, With grief and wo her tender heart Was ready then to break. Now, he was plotting all the while, Of her to get his will ; And afterwards, he was resolved, Her precious blood to spill. Her father kept a noble park, One evening she did go ; And, as her brother was gone out, She walked to and fro. Long in the park she had not been Before that he came in ; And missing of his sister dear, He to the park did run. Saying, ■ If she is there I'm safe enough Revenged on her I'll be, For when I've had my will of her, I'll murder her,' said he. But as he came into the place, Where this poor creature sat, Wkh a dissembling smile he sai«i, ' My sister dear, well met, 1 POPULAR SONGS. 25! When she turned and found him there, The rose her fuce forsook, And trembling, to him said, * I do not like your looks.* 4 For you have mischief in your heart, As I can plainly see, But your desire you shall not have, I am resolved of me.' He said ■ sister you have guesa'd right, To lie with you I've come,' So this base wretch most wickedly, Into her-arms did run. But she cried out with might and strength 4 Good Lord ! look down I pray,' She struggled till her strength was gone, And then she swooned away. As soon as e'er she did revive, Said he, 4 I'll end the strife, You shall not tell what I have done, But here I'll have your life.' Cries he, 4 this knife shall end the smarl And none shall know the truth, I'll stab thee in thy strumpet's heart, Therefore make no dispute.' She hearing him for to say so, Unto the Lord she cried, * O had it been thy blessed will, That I before had died. • Sure then I never should have felt The torments that I go through, Sure thou canst not mv brother be, / .nd thus to use me so. M POPULAR SOIvGS. 1 1 am your flesh and blood,* she said, 1 Don't use me so severe, Since you've defiled me, spare my life, For Christ'^ sake brother dear.' He says, ' these words will not prevail But here I'll have your life ; Then in her breast as white as snow, He put the hateful knife. The tears did trickle down her cheekf Her life of him she crav'd, 4 O, don't forget the judgment day ! How can you then be saved V « No longer will I stay,' he said, Then gave the fatal blow, Her precious blood upon her breast Did like a fountain flow. This did not turn his ingrate heart, Undaunted still was he ; He straightway went and dug a grave, And hid her fair body. And when that he the grave had dug, And laid her in the ground, He went and covered up her blood, For fear it would be found. Such heinous things cannot be hid, From God's most precious sight, For in short space this heinous crime Was brought in open light. Her aged father long did mourn For her but could not hear What had become of his sweet child* Whom he did love so dear. POPULAR SONGS. 25f This wicked wretch, her brother, he Did with him seem to mourn ; Her father little thought that he The wibked deed had done. One day he to his son did say, * We will a hunting go- Since thy dear sister can't be found ; We'll try to ease our wo.' Full six months her corpse lay here, Covered with dust and mould ; And strangely, as you shall hear, The murder it was told. The sport, it did but just begin — Unto this place they come ; The hounds all of a sudden stopp,d, They would no farther run. Now, he then amazed stood — So did the nobles, all ; A.nd his son turned pale as death, And from his horse did fall. This place was opened instantly Where they soon here found, The body of his daughter d5*r Laid in this spot of ground And when that they had him reviv'd, And to his senses come, His father said, * I fear you have This cursed action done.' Then straightway to her corpse he went And kissed her corpse of clay, • Saying, it is my child of whom I took such care alway.' 254 popxjlar songs. He kissed her corpse till floods of tears Down from his eyes did flow — ■ Since her dead body it is found I mean the truth to know.' And when they taxM him with the sarm He could not it deny : And when he had the story told He made them all to cry. Father ! where shall I go ! Or whither shall I run.' * You shall to prison go,' said he, « And there receive your doom. For no compassion you had at all, Upon your sister dear The worst of deaths you do deserve, For being so severe. 1 She was to me as dear as you, And I did love her best.* 1 The Lord receive my soul,' said he * For here I cannot rest.* He ordered him for to be seized, And into prison sent, Until the assizes here he lies — Lord send he may repent. Her father instantly run mad, And on his bed was tied, None did expect him for to live Until his son was tried. We hope this will a warning be, To wicked, lustful men ; For such a thing was never heard; Since first the world be^an. POPULAR faONGS. 255 THE CROOKED RIB. It is not of Alexander, nor heroes that I sing, it is not of Roman Emperor nor any such z. thing : But give me time, and I will describe as perfect as I can, The artfulness and v reachery that lies in a woman. When women were createo they were taken out o^man, Out of a long crooked bone, deny it if you can : Out of a long and crooked rib created women were, And thus their crooked natures show how crooked women are. 25fi POPULAR SONGS. A.s women were (treated on purpose for a trouble, And proud they are as lucifer, deceitful as the devil ; They will dress themselves in rich array, like Mermaid they will sing, And when they catch men in their snare like serpents they will sting. O, if I should marry a black wife my friends would laugh at me, If I should marry a youiig one a cuckold 1 should be, If I should marry an old one i declare she had been tried, • If I should marry a handsome one she would puff me up with pride. I have heard men boast and often they had got a 'virtuous wife, And that they were enjoying all the comforts of this life ; But that if once he displeases her, so soon she will lot him know So bridle reins can hold her in, no spurs will make her go. So here is a health to all good wives, though numbers are but few, And here is a health to all good women that commonly prove true, And health to your sweetheart, the girl that you love b^st, And here is a health to my wife — and the d — I take the rest