Rhymes of Northern Bards 10

R H YME S

B Bl N G A C U RI O U S

F N EW O O LD A ND .

' ‘ ‘ Peculiar to the Counties of

N E WCA STLE UP ON TYNE ,

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N ORTH Um H JM RELST.

fi WITH taste so true, and genius ne, i 'r t of l n The blythsom e M u s u s a gsyne, ’ h T n Sung sweetly tween t e weed a d Tyne, Of war and love Sou di n eir e od divine n g th m l y , ’ ’ h o r e T r ev y grov .

’ orthum hria s waters w ods and lai n N , o , p s, ills and dales er n m hs and H er h , h y p strains, “ r l s orts i sweetest strains H e r ru a p , n , The Poets sung ; ’ Till echo, thro her wide domains,

Re3pon sive rung.

s l verses: 65W h witty song a n , Who co uld ' cu qn 'e' with Tn os raarWu a s? “2

The C am bo bla b , vlhwto a : ti tle, ’ D escrib d each feature ; ' A t ﬂ i too he vari ed little fd g ; ,

From mother Nature.

H er Pi PE RS also knew the art

° T0 toucll the so ul, and warm the heart ; arin rai m art Such che g st ns they could i p , ’ t a ri r Tha c nlt ng ca e, ’ e r breast a a wo uld s a r From v y w y t t, To li ne ehnwhem .

W hen at the harvest eve ar , ry ye , ’ ’ h l d he rea rs h T ey pay , t pe earts to chear ;

- f u o The softJink d no tes, s sweet and clear, Ma de labour light ; A nd man a m err i I swe r y y J g, a , ’ The i y daue d each n ght.

iv l L e y . 01d T ne sha ll [ to m a le y id ea y T , And e/ ' e n Va le E to, down the bor d r i g , A K E N SW E Liquid Melody prolong .

SO NGS.

W Y TH E K E E L MA E E L ROW.

’ ’ ’ I am thro and ate thro Sa nd ate thro d a e A S c S g , g , San g t , ’ s I am thro Sand ate I hea rd a lassie in A c g , s g, W ee l m the keel row the keel ro w the keel r ay , , o w, ’ Weel m a the keel ro w that m laddie s in. y , y “

H e wears a blue bonnet, blue bonnet, blue bo nnet, H e wears a b ue bonnet a dim le in hi chi l , p s n l k l ro h r A nd wee m ay the ee w, the keel row, t e keel ow, ' ’ l he keel ro that m laddie s in . A nd wee m ay t w, y

E E . TH E NE W K I. ROW — o ra bid Tune. By T. T. T ”

’ W H E s like m ohnn , y J y ” lithe e bonn A 2 S ae le al), sae b , sa y, ’ ’ H e s go rem ost m ang the m ony ’ K eel lads o Coaly Tyu ; eA ’ H e l set or ro s i h l w o t g tly, O r in the da ce so s ri n p ghtly, ’ H e ll u a hu i l c t nd s iﬂe s ght y, ’ — Tis true were he n0t m ine.

Weel m a the keel r y ow, The keel ro w, the keel row, Weel m a the y keel row, ’ That my laddie s in e e H w ars a blue bonnet,

A bonnet, a bonnet,

H e wears a blue bonnet, A dim ple in his chin.

’ ir learni H e s ne m a ng, h n tells his weekl ear in T a y n g, t reet frae wran discern Ye g ing, ’ Tho brave, ne bruiser he ; ’ h l Tho e no worth a pack is,

H is awn coat on his back is, A nd nane can say that black is ’ ’ h hite 0 T e w Johnny s cc. ‘

h - earl E ac pay day n y, H e takes his quairt right dearly, n t ks 0 la in 0 — rl The a l , t , chee y, Or m avies jaws away ; arin not feathe H ow c g a r, h r Nelson and e toge the , in r h id le r The spr gy F enc d the , ’ A nd gar d them shah away .

’ m arel Were a kings co p y, ’ In ach I d s a fa nl e py i , ’ ohn tyrl A n ay wad J ny y, H e gets sic bonnTbairns ; Go b n the ueen or m isses a , q , , ’ hnn kiss But wad for Jo y s es,

Luik u on as blis es, p s I Scrim m eals e g beds and dai ns. W p , g , _r_ 1; aw e t no th ir dedd W o ur lads, like e y, h are read T o ﬁght the Frenc y, ’ ’ that s ad B ut gie s a peace s te y , ’ A nd breed cheap as lang syne ; ’ i h May a the press gangs per s , E ach lass her laddy cherish L ang m ay the Coal Tra de ﬂourish e U pon the dingy Tyn .

" E rect Star 0 H eaton, ’ Y o r a our darlin eet en u y w g sw , ’ Ma y heaven s blessings leet o n i n a d e Your leady , ba r s, n y d N a tion G od bless the K i ng a n , i i n E a ch b ravely fill h s stat o , m tion O ur canny Cor/to , ’ in wi m e Lang m a y they s g ,

W r w . eel may the keel o , are

BONNY KE EL LADDIE .

Y bonn keel laddie M y , m y canny keel laddie, My bonny keel laddie for m e 0 ! i H e s ts in his keel as black as the deil, A nd he in s ite br g the wh m oney to m e 0 .

’ ’ H a e se n o ann m an y e wt 0 m y c y , ’ ’ A n are ye shure he s weel 0 ? ’ ’ i H e s geane o er la nd wir a st ck in his hand, T’ h l l e p to m oor the kee 0 .

h cann keel la di l l T e y d e, the bonny kee addie, The can ny keel laddie for me 0 ; H e sits in his ha ock and claws his dd , A nd brin th hit t gs e w e m o y o me O. ng2 8

TH E LITT LE P. D .

’ ' TWA S between H ebbron nd arr a J ow, There cam on a ver stran ale y g g , ’ ’ ’ The ski er look d out 0 th h pp uddock, -f " r in Sm ash m an C y g, , , lower th sail !

Sm ash, m an, lower the sail, ’ Or else to the bottom we ll go ’ The keel a nd a hands wad been lost, H ad t no for n i t been Jam m y Mu ro .

Fal lal,

’ The ale blew stran r an s n er g ge tra g , When the cam beside the y Muck H ouse, ’ ” The ski er cr d o ut J em m S in e pp y y w g r, ’ But sun was as faar d a s a m o use ; ’ P. D . ran to clear th a nchor, ’ ‘’ ” ’ It s raﬂl d l ri ht loudl he r r g y oa d, ’ e a said the a le ad sink h r Th y g w e , ’ If it was nt seun thrawn owrboard .

he ladd ran a n ran ee T y swe te , sw ten , The laddy ran sweaten abo ut ; ’ ll the keel i ﬁ went bum p ga nst Jarrow, ’ ’ A nd three 0 th bullies lap out ; ’ ’ Three 0 th bulli s la o ut e p ,

d l f i li . A n e t n yen n but ttle P. D Who ran about sta mping and crying ' ’ H o w! sm ash Ski er what m un a , pp ,

he all sh u ed o t fr h T y o t u a t e kee, ’ Steer her close in by th sho re ’ h o m A nd t en thra w th pai n ter t e, ’ — T he n cat feac d son of a wh e .

he lad threw he ainter ashor T t p e, ’ ’ f ten d her u to th kee They as p , But whe knaws how far she m eit gane,

H ad it not been for little P. D .

’ k h r Then into th huddoc t ey ga , ’ fr A nd th ﬂesh they began to y, 9 1

’ ’ The tal d o the a the sa y k g le as y t, ’ A nd how a hands were lost—ver i y n gh. ’ T he ski er ro ar d out for d ri k pp a n ,

P. D . ran to brin h m the n g i can , ’ B ut odsm ash ! m un l what d ye think ’ ’ ’ H e coupd a the ﬂesh out o the an V p Fal lal, 8re.

' M‘A ’ CANNY H INNY.

’ ’ W H E RE hast te been m a ann hinn , c y y ? ’ A n where hastfte been m a bon n b airn i , y o ’ cki m hinn A wwas up and down se n a y, ’ A wwas thro the town seekin for m y bairn ; A wwent u the Butcher Ba nk and down rundin are p G Ch , ’ ll d at the Don bu a c ddent ﬁn h h Ca Cow, t w u d t ee t ere.

’ ’ Where ha n m a canb hi n ? st te bee , y n y ’ ’ n her h en m a bonn bair . A w e ast te be , y n, are

’ ’ ’ he a went t s a rth ohnn Fi fe. T n w th Ca sel G , and cawd on J y ’ ’ The beer drawer tell d m e she ne er saw thee in her life.

’ Where hast te been, etc.

Then aw went into the three bulls heads, and down the L Stairs ang , ” ’ ’ A nd a the wa slan the lose as far a Mr Ma or s. y g C , s y

’ Where hast te bee n, are.

’ ’ F ra there aw went alan the bri an u t ackson s Chare g g, p J , , ’ Th a ain he C ro K s ﬁ r . en back g t t ss ey , but cuddent nd thee the e

’ Where hast te been, Ste .

’ ’ in ou i er m et wi Will Ri Then com t o P p ga te, aw y gg, ’ — Whe tell d m e that he sa wthee stannin p n on the brig.

’ Where hast te been, & c. A 3

I !

A n that will be a crying day;

Do li a, &c.

’ ’ D oll Cox o s a s d r y n p w he sark,

D o li, do li,

cart.

D o li a, &c.

' The ree ? G n Cuﬂs is cummm in,

‘ D o li, do li, ’ A n that ill make the los ses sing. “ D 0 Ii 3, SEC .

THE TYNE ,

B J . Gibson o New y , f castle.

OLL on th wa thrice h R y y, appy Tyne ! C om m erce and riches still die thine ; h sons in ever art sh l shin T y y al e, A nd make th ore m a i ee m jest c ﬂow.

r d h t t ro th i The busy c ow t a h ngs y s des, d t dusk o lid A n on hy y b som g es, i riches s ll th o n id s W th we y ﬂ wi g t e , less the s i her t A nd b o l w e thou dos ﬂow.

h i in da f l T y val ant sons, y s o o d, i s bra e and bold Led by their Chiefta n , v , u ht not for alth or shinin old Fo g we , g g ,. ha But to defend thy ppy shores.

’ o e en as the f old ha e l S y o v b ed, ’ d oft em br a bed A n ac d gory , der n idle led Thy m o n so s, by R ys , ’ h l - S a l rise to shield thy peace crown d shores. Nor art thou hlest for this alone, That long my sons in arm s have shone ; them is kno n For every art to w , ’ d to race the m ind. A nd science, form g

’ W in form er s A rt, curb d by ar day , H as nowburst forth in one bright blaze A nd long shall his refu bright,

’ The Muses too, with Freedom erown d, S a h ores be f nd h ll on thy appy sh ou , A nd ﬁll the air with joyous sound — ’ Of War and Da rkness overthrow.

hri e ha T e Then roll thy way , t c ppy yn ! C om merce and riches still are thine ! m s s all shi Thy sons in arts a nd ar h ne, stic A nd m ake thee still m aje ﬂow.

’ ‘ BLACK E TT s FIELD .

BY J . sm a s h , o r n nwca sr ns .

Tun — hn e J o Anderson my J o.

’ ’ E A R Blackett s Field sad h rin N , ov g, ’ Twas but the other da ( y, ) Thus sung a m elancholy wight H is pity- m ovin lay s H ow com es this teration strange !

! What can the m atter be, That the brave A ssociation Lads A re under lock and key 2

On account of the conﬁned lim its of the Parade Ground of the o al Newcali le A ssociated or s of Volunteer Infa ntr it was fou nd L y C p y, ' neceﬂar to lock the door durin the tirne of dr ll to revent the y g i , p in rf rin - crowd te e g with the evolutions of the corpse Thiscircumliance ga ve rife to the fong.

0 would not such m ischances dire

ustl char d on thee Be j y , Who keeps the ssociation Lads Thus under lock and key 2

i Im agine not thy warr ors brave, l r s ir To g o y who a p e, ’ ’ Whilst thus conj a d in Blackett s Their sta tio n m uch adm ire ! A h no ; in H eaters cella rs they

W ould rather chuse to be, t o vial c r r in n the Mos j , a y g o war, A ll under lock and key !

’ Whilst War s horriﬁc clango urs ho the lan d Resound throug ut , ’ ill m a t thou allant Ridle St y s , g y , ’ Thy town s- men brave com m and t i o m r al ils A nd, oh l that wth y ur a ti to Delighted I m ay be. ’ Ope wide the door of Blackett s ﬁeld Then break the lock and key !

’ RIVE R A WA .

I E the wolves of the forest ferocious and L K , keen, The French our blest shores m ay invade !

But in arm s are the Gotha m Inn incii les seen, ’ A nd who s of invasion afraid

Wi th ardour heroic each bosom inﬂa m es, No dangers im press them with awe ; nd m er th s m when thus A ry ey ee , ex claim s ’ ’ iver r awa i er K awa , K ive , K v

Ye m atrons be cheerf l ir ins be a u , ye v g g y , Your protectors are valiant and true : ’ No m ore feel alarm d as o ur cha rm s ou s e , y y urv y, A t what Frenchmen may v enture to do 3 15

d n er shall reach ou no im udent N o a g y , p Gaul, Shall ﬁll your soft bosom s with awe ; i nes n r i thus W hilst n to e e get c, can ’ ’ ” K iver awa , Kiver awa , Kiver nwa .

N o m ore let the wi ht to m isfortune a r g , p ey , F or relief to the bottle apply ; ’ B ut to chace e r inful r m em r e v y pa e b anc away. To P a ra de let him insta ntly hie ; There whilst ardentl toilin for f y g ame, E ach thorn from his bosom shall draw A h ! who can be sad wh h him , en they ear et chi ng ’ ’ iver a a i er a K w , K v wa , Kiver

’ r er th e Go tham ! thou fa m o l B eav o p osp e , us o d town, Of the Tyne the chief glory and pride Ma th heroes ac uire im m orta l renown y y q , ’ ’ the dr d ﬁeld of hi m when the r In ea , y e try d ’ s th ne er m a a m e e f A m ong t em , 0 y ﬂ lzer b ound A nd that m irth the from dut m a draw y y y , on lon thro u h their ranks m a these ac und L g, g, g y cents reso , ’ ’ i r a a Ki r a a i K ve w , ve w , K ver

N ov ember , 1804.

’ BRITANNIA s VOLU NTE E RS.

B S G. K emble r . N e c tde. , . , E g af u a

— ’ e r Tune The N wcastle Voluntee s quick March.

’ H E N n ro ok d when forei n foes W u p v , g , n er a s When da g g ve occa ion, ’ Britannia s Volunteers arose,

To shield her from invasio n.

A nd still whilst other nations bow,

A nd lo wly seek alliance, w Should France transgress agai n, they vo

To hurl a bold deﬁance . ”16

The Sons of Tyne, - a youthful band

With ardent resolution, ’ First arm d to guard their Their King and Constitution

’ n r th se in ites A gain, whe e e e cau v , t s r e Our liber ie ev ring, h ri hts To ard those dear, t ose sacred g , ' ’ 1bey ll go a volunteering.

h herd no beneath his shed The s ep w, , ‘ h d n e ro kin A t eve t e a c p vo g, ’ his n l ted re Takes up lov d eg ec ed, Long days of Peace invoking.

’ - our swo rds we turn To la ugh shares tho , ri 0 m ore i n arm s appea ng, i ill our bosom s burn With Friendsh p st , Kind acti ons volunteering.

JOH N DIGGONS.

B . t w lert o N ewca tl . y J S a j , f s e

’ Tune—Old E n la f g nd s Roast Bee .

DI ONS I from a Coun r T JOHN GG be , t y own, nam e is se lan a nd se bad o et do n But the g t g w , ’ ’ l ’d i f Tho I ve swa low t o ten both m orning and noon, m e the ain A t present ex cuse p , i Oh ! at present ex cuse m e the pa n .

old I this m ornin with ui kness to fl Father t , g, q c y, ’ Newcastle I ask d him fo r h ? A way to , w y om ethi n ther f r er so s no s n i To learn s g e, o h n w ta d h gh, ’ ' h ve been fi h in r o i T ey g t g the F ench fl Cad z, ’ fi They ve been ghting the French 05 Cadiz .

‘ dea ht T hough Nelson i s d, yet we oug not to m ourn iﬁ T h e laurels tha t deck his magn ce nt U rn, A re sufﬁcient for m ortals that dwell here below; ’ L et H eaven s great King Other la urels besto w

On him we adore, f ff h Who ought o the s o re, ’ A t Trafal ar s reat battle an die . g g , d d

’ oa m o is dea r h o r e D rink a t st, then, y friends, t h on u d shad , E a ch ido w each wife er m a tron a nd m aid w , , ev y , , h u h o s l d A n d t o g y u lament fo r the lo s o f his b oo , i health our o n r brave ollin ood D r nk a to w , ou C gw , W ho f h th tha rea t m a n o ug t wi t g , ’ That bother d the Frenchmen , ’ A rafal ar s re t ttl a d d. t T g g a ba e, nd ie

CH E STE R WE LL.

r e rin te o le. By Geo ge Pi h g, la f Nm odu

TU R S Inﬁdels Pa ans ews Christians an Tarta r K , , g , J , , d s, K in s Princes ueens Nobles and Bisho I r g , , Q , , ps, p ay ; Ye H ottentots too who to neatness are m art , yrs, A t n f r t te d o a while o m y wonderful lay . A t Chester he tell , t y , ’ Is discover d a well, ’ Which eases in m an as in beast ev ry torture ; H l nd rs d il yp, g a e , an ev ,

It tends to the devil, ’ A nd sile h s nce has scal d up t e pe tle and m ortar.

Oh Chester, Oh Chester ! When i r m alad es peste , Thy liquid Catholicon eases our pain Mad Turks e Philisti s , J ws, ne , Mad uakers hris ns Q and C tia , ’ A re di d into rder a i pp peace and good o ga n.

No m ore of old Bath oh e m edical asses ! , y ’ With nose- kissin ca e ar l our full g n , y bottom d wigs g2 20

The Chester Well water in virtue surpasses ; ’ ’ Tho Bath cur d the scab in prince Lud and hi s in e th d S c e ays o f old A dam , Or E ve lov l m ada , e y m , ’ No well was e er found li t for drinking till now A s the li uid lut q ye g , ’ Tis as sweet as a nut, ’ Whil h a n i e Bat s m et for b ar i or . e c o , pg, sow

Oh Chester, &c.

h i i T e m a den who ﬂ es to her pillow in sorrow, W ho wakes with a sigh to the m usic of day ;

B tastin to- ni ht m a be ha to - rno rrow y g g , y ppy , A nd warble as blythe as the birds on the spray. The tea r sha ll cea e o n s ﬂ wi g, H er heart cease its lowin g g, For li hted troth b roken no lon er m lai p g , g co p n ;

The bow and the dart, ’ That occasion d her sm art, ’ uire u id m a t an bu n i in Sq C p y w g, t their twa g ng be va .

Oh Chester, 8cc.

A n oh let the da m sel who se rin lets a ar d , g ppe T0 be m o urnfully silvering over with grey ; Who sees in her lass with de ectio n a nd fea r g , j , ’ ’ Tha t Tim e s with ring han d bids her beauties decay ' N e e r let her he fretful,

But drin k a nd be cheerful, The strea m b oth her thirst and her grief shall assuage

No m ore let her m o urn,

For her bloom shall return, ’ ff a s er li r of a e . She shall cast o the s d, ob v y g

Oh C hester, & c.

h l r l uid The gouty old blades who have drank t e c ea iq , ’ H ave snappd the ﬁr crutches at seventy - seven ; nd into the skulls lon incu rabl stu id A , g y p , ’ A portion of good com m on- sense has been driv n. ’ E en the nose of the tor,

A s a heater red hot, h b r rs Or a ﬂam ing balloon which p ilosp y ea , 27

h r W hen dipt in t e wate , The lum inous m atter

out with a bin and the blaze disa r G o es , ppea s.

Oh Chester, 8tc.

Then haste to the Well, borh ex otic and native, A dip and a drink all your sorro ws will ro ot o ut ; ’ ’ Y e too who have groan d neath the knife am putative, ’ lun e and our heads e a eet r ll r t G o p g , y , l gs, a, sha spou out The tri e of em rics b pi , all ho l in h s eri s Sh w y t c , ’ A nd m an shall untortur d fa ll into decay i d the otion The pll an p , l o The u ngent and oti n, in bo ttle shall m o ulder a In box and way .

Oh Chester, 8cc.

NEWC A STLE BE E R.

’ Fam e rou ht the ne s of r W H E N b g w G eat Britain s success, A nd told at Olym pus each Gallic defeat ; d Mars sent b Merc r orders err re Gla y u y p ss, To sum m on the deities a ll to a treat : ’ Blithe Com us was ise d T ide the a eas o gu g y t, ' A nd freely declar d there was choice ofgood cheer ; ’ his thinkin Yet vowd to g, kin For ex quisite drin g, ir t The nectar was nothing to Newcas le beer.

The re t d o r n r fun g a go f wa , to e cou age the , A nd hum our h f him i al u t t e taste o his w s c g es , ’ “ Sent a m essa ge that m om en t to Moo r s for a tun Of stin o the o h ri t a d g , st utest, t e b ghtes n best ; B 3

' A reat Beer H in Newcalile at a im e ke t b M g oule th t t , p y oor, at the n of S ﬁg the un. 22

No ods the all g , y swore, ’ Re al d so befor g e, ith li uor so livel so o W q y , p tent, and clear A nd each deiﬁed fellow

Got oviall m ello j y w, In honour brave bo s of our Ne tl er , y , wcas e be .

llo rceivin hi tal n reﬁne A po , pe g s e ts , Repents he dra nk H eli con water so lo ng ; ’ ’ H e bowd bein ask d b the m usi ine , g y cal N , A nd gave the gay board an ex tem pore song But ere h be an e g , ’ H e toss d off his cann ’ There s nought like good liquor the fancy to clear h a n ith re m rit T en s g w g at e , The a ou r nd s irit ﬂ v a p , hi had f d in our w a l H is gods p oun Ne c st e beer. ” s in o li e is m ade A l id s Twa st g k th c e so bold, ’ ’ ’ I broo d u his nerves and enliven d i t p , h s powrs hi m sti l lu th di r A nd s y ca c b, at d wonde s of old, Was nothin m l ds but u h li u g, y a , s c q or as o urs. The horrible crew

That H e rcules slew — —, — Were Poverty Calum ny Tro uble and Fear Such a club ould ou o r w y b r ow, T drive a a s o w y o rro w, A l for a orum of Ne castle r ppy j w bee .

Ye oun sters so difﬁdent la n uid a nd a y g , , g , p le, Whom love like the cholic so ru l infests , , de y ; ’ Take a cordial of this twill r eba t m revail , ﬁ n p , A nd drive the cur C upid a way from your breasts hinin s ise D ull w g de p , d i Grow rosy a n wse, Nor longer the jest of good fellows appear id adie u to our foll B y y, Get drunk and e oll b j y , ’ A nd sm oke o er a tankard of Newcastle beer.

Ye fanciful folk for whom Ph si r ribes , y c p esc , ’ Whom bolus and porion have harra ss d to death 23

Ye wretches whom Lawa nd her ill-lookin ri , g t bes, ’ ’ H ave hunted about till you re quite out of breath ! ’ H ere s shelter and case, No cravin for fees — g — , N o danger no doctor no bailiff is near ! Your s irits thi rai p s ses, It cures our dise e y as s, ’ There s freedom and health in o ur Newcastle beer.

’ MY LO RD SIZE ;

. H I E f l By J S LD, o Newcast e .

E ailor for tr al h ht u a thief TH j , i , ad broug p , ’ W hose looks seem d a passport for Botany Bay The la ers som e with and som e wa ntin a bri f wy , g e , A round the gree n table were seated so gay ra e uro rs and witne s itin a all G v j s es, wa g c ; A ttornies a nd clients m o e an r ha ise , r g y t n w , ’ ’ With stran ers an d to wn s- eo le thro n d the ui - ll g p p , g G ld H a ’ All waiting an d gaping to see m y L ord Siz e.

’ Oft stretch d were their necks, oft erected their ears, till f c i th h rd f m e S an y ng ey ea o the tru pets th sound, ’ ’ When i i s rri d h i l r t d ng a v , w ich d so v d them in tea s, ’ That m y L ord at the dead- house was then lying drown d ! ‘ Straight left ri te a tete we re the jailor and thief; The horror- struck crowd to the dead - house quick hies ; ’ E v n the la ers f r etful o f fee and of brief wy , o g , ’ et 0 hel - kelter to m L ord iz e. S 3} ter s , view y S

d n rin A n ow the Sandhill with the sad tidings gs, A nd the tub: of the t tiee a re left to tak care a e ; 1 wom e n desert their crabs lobsters and li s , , pg , bi o -U?»

A nd each to the dead - house no w runs like a ha re .

The Glassm en, so m e na led, so m e cla d, heard the news,

A nd of the r n s kin like ho m utton- ies y a m o g, t p ;

Whilst Cas tle- rth Ta ilors ik il K a n a roos ga , l e w d g , ’ ame tail- ou- um in m Lord Size. C , end j p g, to see y 26

’ The dead- house the reach d where his Lordshi the f y , p y ound, ’ e str tch d on a lank l ke them selves t o Pal , e p , i ou f breath h d ur were seated a ro d T e Cr owner an J y un , M st ra l en uirin the cause of his de t o g de y q g a h. No haste did the seem in their task to com l t y , pe e, A ware that from hurry m istakes often rise O r ishf l rha s of rolon in the r w u , pe p , p g g t eat ’ ° Of thus sittin in ud m ent u o n m L o z g j g p y rd 8 z e.

’ N ow the Mansion- house Butler thus gravely depos d

’ ' My Lord on the terrace seem d studying his cba rgc ’ A nd when as tho u t he had ot it o d ( I gh ) g com p s , ’ e en d n the st i rs a nd e am i d the H w t o w a x n barge . ’ irst the stem he surve d then ins ected the s F y , p tern, ’ d he tiller a nd l ok d i h andle t , o m g ty wise ; e a fa lse ste whe n about to return But he m a d p , ’ nd souse in he river strai ht tum ble Lor A t g d d Siz !.

— ’ Nowhis narrative ended the Butler retir d, ’ ’ W hilst Bett Watt m ut rin ha lf drunk thro her y , g ( ) teeth, ’ “ ’ B eclar d in her breed rea t com a m it ins ir d , g p , That m Lord should sae 5 14115 co m e b h y ‘ e y ’ Nex t a keelm an was call d on B oId Arell his n am f g e, ' ’ Who the book as he kiss d shewd the whi tes of his eyes Then he cut a n odd ca er attentio n to claim p , , ’ A nd this evidence ave them res ectin L or d c g p g Siz .

’ ’ A wwas rattan t e eel i Di t - er: n h k , w rt S a p a M41, ’ A n the M io - hoose Stairs we er s alan side ans n w e ju t g , ’ ’ ’ When we a hree d s ni tizin bu idn ken m i t we a g , t d t ka , ’ ha l n l r o i e T t was rlr a rlri g and abbe ing ab ot the tid . ’ ” “ ’ It s a a il” ki D ick N o ki Mat it s o wre bi ﬂ ; , , g, ’ ’ ” It luik d m air like a sly at when awfurst see d it rise t — ’ ’ K iv a w for awd getten a gliff o the wig ’ Odds m arc !W e m arr e ik i L y y , ows, b cr e t s ord Tie s.

’ ’ ’ ilt d hi a Sac awhu m n bawi d him suin into the keel, ’ ’ ’ ’ A n o to o the huddock aw ro wl d him aboot w p ; c ’ ’ ’ ’ A n his bell aw rubb d n a w ske d his back eel y , a lp w , i ’ ’ , ut e t B th wayter he d drusken i wadn t run 00 h

A wlike thou as weel n h A s a stanni pye eel, ’ ’ t n i H o way to the ow w Bob Cranky .

’ A s ba k i e ere n i upJenny s c s de w w ba g n, ’ Ki eord H o !wh are n G y, w ere ye ga nin i ’ ’ W t e m lord Si zes ey se y , But e sh noa un aside us y a g , ’ F r e re l o y not ha f so ﬁne a s Bob Cranky .

’ ’ Ki Geord e lev e i en r e er y, W y aw, w y , ’ I ou corf we b eth an be aw we er y y g l , y , ’ ’ ’ A t a thin awye la d gs p y , ’ ’ A nd to h w a w m no t ﬂa d a e , w ’ i rar Wi s c in a chep as Bob C ﬁi .

i ﬁin i Bob hez thee at lowp n and g n,

t h ol f - all clubb an s n in A t e bo , oot b , y, d wi g u a d shu f Cap ye jump p n fle,

A nd cross o wre the b uckle, When ye dance ? like the clever Bel) Cranky

’ hou na i m ho r er T we, y gga s and draw s, ’ ’ A wm nyen 0 your sca tters and clawers Fra the tra oo r it la p d b ddy, ’ T the s let er his dadd p t y , Nyen ha ndles the pick like Bob Cra nky .

So ord sm h m it sarik ! , Ge y , od as y p ’ Th d h h h a rik ou best had t y w is t about w , ’ h bo Or awll sobble t y dy , A nd h no e blood m yek t y s y,

' If thou sets up thy gob to Bob Cranky .

’ ’ ’ N an laugh d t church we gat without im ; ’ ’ The reet crowd rike how a hewd e g , bec , w m l ’ h e l- l r Sm as t a k e bul y roa d, ’ Clear the road !Whilk s my lord ? Owe hi as he e Bo r n s se gh t nobl b C a ky. 27

’ ’ ' A w lup up an catch d just a short glifi ’ ' lo rd trial the trum ts and 0 , pe , sherifl, ’ W i the little bit m annies, Se fine and se ann c y, O d s h eft !what a sect for Bdb Crank y.

' T he n away we set otl to the yell- house, f heart l n W iv a e w y asses a d fe llows, ‘ ’ A w tell d o wre the wi g, ’ Se curl d and se big ; ’ F o r nyen sawd se wee l as Bob Cranky .

’ t d runk ﬁt and kick d u a racket A w ga , , p , ’ ’ R ove m y b reeks a nd spoil d a m y li ne jacket ’ Nan cry d and she cuddled ’ i thou s fuddled My h nny , , ’ ' H o wa h em now m bonn Bob Crank . y y , y y y

’ h n m un S o we stagger d alang fra t e tow , , i il i fail' l do n mun W hiles gann n, wh es ba th y tv ,

S m ash, a h anksm sn or hewer,

N o not a ﬁne viewer, r k D urst jaw to the noble Bob C an y .

’ W h t care a for new suit a tatters a w m y , , ’ Twe black een—cd sm ash a sic m aters !

s en m un When m y lord com e agy , , ’ A l v er b en m un w stri e ev y y , , ’ ’ To han a wor on ern ki Bob Crank . g C c , y

’ ’ the e nd r d d h our bun mun O ﬂ sh a b ee a y w en w , , ’ l e f r n er han tha n n A wl buy c as a bo ny t , m u or h m n eavei F , o d sm as y r ebble A s lang as wou y , ’ ’ t s kee u h da ki Bob Crank . Le p p t e y, y

’ BOB C RANKY s COMPLA INT.

’ ’ ODD sm ash ! tis hard aw can t rub dust off, ’ ’ l r i ff To see m a o d w wig se fine toss d o , But they m ak a sang m a n ’ A w can t tell how lang m a n, ’ A ll myeking a gam 0 Bob Cranky . ’ d i t il s m wn e Ma blue coat an pg a y a , wy t ! h Newcassel an w et ! A nd w en to I g g, y

A w like to shaw town folks, ’ oft ca us owks Whe se g , ’ ’ r k They ar n t ac li ne as Bob C an y .

’ If awﬁn the Owther, as sure a s a m Bob, ’ ’ hi in e r n A ll m ak m s g th w a g side 0 his gob, ’ ’ A ll gi m sic sobbling ’ A ll hi h em ho li set m y bb ng, ’ r i Fo m yek ng a gam 0 Bob Cranky .

’ A ll m yek his noddle as reed as m a garters ; ’ tick as l a s lan uar A ve a lang s , wee g q ters, ’ ’ Whilk a ll la o r his ba k y w c , ’ ’ Till he swears ne er to m ak ’ O ny m air sangs 0 Bob Cranky .

A onder the m aist howhe did w w spy, What was d un when nobod w y , y as by ’ Som e on rer he m aun C j be, ’ Sic as wi Punch aw did see, ’ Whilk m ed the hair s an y t d 0 Bob Cranky .

’ O ur viewer sez a wcan t de b etter, ‘ Than send him a story cull letter. ’ But writing a ll let rest ; The ik ﬁts a h n t p m a d bes , ’ A pen s o wr sm a for Bob Cranky.

’ Nan whe a ll m arr o r its ver l n , y y a g, ’ ’ S ez H inn din t m i d l f llo , y, n the cu l e ws sang; Gif he dis e an s agy , ’ O ur schyul m aister s pen ’ Shall tak airt wi m a bonn Bob ra k p y C n y.

’ Ize warrn t if aw eer m il ea e , g w y p l s , A n m a hat m yed of very sm a strees ; ’ ’ H e ll be chock f ll 0 s ite u p , A n a bo ut us will write, A n sa Ize o re ﬁne r y w fo Bob Cranky .

When the time for aradin ni h hand p g g grows, ’ ’ ’ A wash their sel s clean i the sleek trough ; F i off their black dudd l ng ies, m d d Leave ha m ers an stud ies, W A nd drill—run e nn a i to th Bo y Ge E ders.

To New asel for three s u - st c , week p annin, ’ On Perm a nent D uty they re gano in ; ’ ’ A d sun i th rs n e pape , ’ ’ W e s read a the capers, ’ ’ r h t id O the co pse o t e Bonny Gea s ers.

’ h Ne el h fa c the re cle r T e wcass c aps n y y ve , A nd are vauntin and braggih for ever ; ’ ﬁ h l e n But they ll nd t em se v s wra g, I hi k the can han f they t n y g, ’ n id r A t song xi n, the Bon y Geats e s.

’ he l The Gea rei sall see t y can oup dykes, Or m airch throu h w ips lair whooles and dee s kes g h , , p y” ; Na to m m at a inch y, o ( ) Sm w ’ e h T ne (pnt Throug y , wa ﬂinch ’ r n The co pse o the Bon y Geatsiders.

’ Som e think Bill Pitt s nobbit hum m in, When he tells ut Bonnepart cum m in ; But n he m a come whe y, ’ H e ll lang m e the day ’ H e ﬁrst m eets wi the Bonny Geatsiden .

’ ’ Like n nchor shank sm ash ! ho w the ll cla r im a a , y , ’ ’ ’ A nd tur im and s el im and batter im th e n , k p , , “) ll b rin His banes sa y p g, f in an rin Like a ry p g, ’ When he m eets wi the Bonny Geatsiders.

’im i nto their tai weel L et them a nce get ngs , ’ ’ Nae fear but the ll ive im his whairrgs weel y g ' ’ ’ tt “b n n i to H azle s pond b g m , ’ A nd there in chains bin im What a sect for the Bonny Geatsii rs l

A Pond n ateihead Fell In na m n a c um of the Bod o G , ed o co y o f Robert H a zlett bein hun in hains th S tem ber 1 0 for g g C ere, ep , 77 , 31

’ ’ r s to shewwe re a lo al Now, m a row , y , ’ t wi the Ki n and Blood Ro al A n d tha , g y , ’ ’ W e ll a soom or sink, t us d rink Quairts a piece le , To the brave and the Bonny Geatside rs.

’ BOB C RA N KY s A DIE U .

« l ion r om Gateskea d to On going with the Vo unteer A ssocia t , f

N swe t/e on rem nant D ul . a , [ y

S im i a n of e castle. By Jo a n , N w

FA REWE E L, fa reweel, m a comely pet ! ’ ’ A ws fourc d three weeks to leave thee ’ ’ w s doon fo r o rm ent dut set A [t y , 0 dinna let it grieve thee ! ’ a n i h M hi ny ! wpe t em e en,sae breet, ’ That m ine wi love did daz zle ; ’ When th heart s sad can m ine be leet ! y , ’ ’ C om e ho wa et a i l , y g jl o beer, Thy heart to cheer ’ A n when thou sees m e m airch away,

Whiles i n, whiles out ’ ste n 0 p, ae doot, ’ ’ ob C rank s an B y g e thou lt sobbing say, A sougering to Newcassel

Com e dinna dinna w . , , a s Like yaa ering Cheer u m a hinn !l t th i p, y ee y ppe, ’ A nd take a blast o backy ! ’ It s but fo r en and t nt da s y we y y , h ’ ’ T e foulks s een awll da zz le, ’ ’ Prood swa in , g r g i m ﬁne reed claes Odds heft !m y pit c ass—dist thou h ear ? ’ A re wantso o wear ; ’ Mind cloot them weel wh a , en ws away ; ’ A n a posic gown ’ A wll u thee b y soon, ’ ’ — A n thou s drink th tea a e twi e - a y y , c a d y, Wh en aw com e frae Newcassel.

’ Becrike !aws u tiv ever ri p, y g, di Sae nna doot, m a hinny ’ But at the Blue stane o the Brig ’ ’ A l h ir hi w l a e m a m a c ng Ginny . A Ginny !wuks !sac strange a sect ’ Ma een wi joy will dazzle ; ’ But a wll hed s pent that verrzi neet For m on hinn !o re n to kee ey , y w eet p Wad brick m a sleep ’ Sae sm ash !a thinks a wiser wa , w t y, ’ Wi ﬂesh a nd beer ’ M s l to eer y e ch , ’ The lan t r e weeks that aw ve to sta g h e y, A sougering at Newcassel.

’ ir E r But whisht !the sa g nt s tongue awhea , ’ ’ ” ’ Fa in !fa in ! he s yelpin ’ ’ The ﬁfes are whusslin loo d a n clear, ’ ’ A n sair the drum s they re skelpin. Far eel m a com el !aw m un an ew , y g g, ’ ’ The Gen ral s een to daz zle ; ut hinn if th tim e seem s lan B , y e g, ’ A nd thou freets about me neet a n day ;

Then com e away ,

ll- ho ere a sta Seek out the ye use wh w y, ’ ’ A n we ll kiss a nd cuddle ’ A n m a ny a fuddle i th m e hours awa Sall dr ve e langso y , When sougering at Newcassel.

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’ D E LIA s A NSWE R.

’ h dr a WH ILST t e e d voice of war thro our island rebello ws, A nd as ects terriﬁc roud French l p p m en stil show, D o ou think 0 m Coli ! r y , y n to join ou brave fellows ’ I e er would fo r id ou b ? 0 no m lo e n . y , y v , o

A t the da wn of the da m bed cheerl forsakin y , y y g, ’ ’ I d scam e r thro ho r r where rickl whi p g , o p y m grow; On a view of o ur m artial m a nm uvre artaki y s p ng, ’ I vow ne er to leave ou 0 no m lo e no . y , y v ,

’ A rra d in full s len our our arm s bri htl shinin y p d , y g y g, d or o i ue-t hen roudl ou o On gua r n [r sq , w p y y g , r o r m ament dut do ou think that re i in O n [a y , y , p n g, ’ i hin re rove ou ? 0 love I d s g g p y no, m y , no .

Or when ou are called to uell rude disord r y q e ,

O r with brother heroes shall face the d read foe, ho our I trusted to Mr r r If m y n Reco de , Will he fail to rotect m e ? 0 no m lo e n o p , y v , ,

hat ans then m Colin th cold at a eari ? W m e , , y ! at swe pp ng Wh wh shoul our o s ch tim idit sho ? y, y d y br w u y w A nd where a re those glances so cold and uncheeriog ? hall I think ou a oltro n 0 no m love no S y p o ? , y , .

’ h ste ar a re coat while o ur honour n Then, a , we d , y s u tainted, Or to Coventry you m ay be fated to go ; ’ ho i h he lan of r l uai ed A nd t w t t p em ova acq nt , ’ l o to e burn n m love no . I l not g N w : 0 o, y ,

e fu iti ve send m e Soon War from m y hom m ay a g , ’ d whi h a o r how I m nu t anx ious to kn w A n c w y, , o ; ’ ’ For I ll follo w the lads that are a rm d to defend m e ’ other s ? 0 no m love no . Shall the task he an , y ,

t m olin an as ect so chillin Then wear no , y C p g, t no w with a rdour heroic but low Let your breas g , ’ Then love s dear delights will I barter fo r drilling ’ o You w e can t refuse m e ? 0 no, m y love, n . 35

TH E COLLIE RS RANT.

u " n d m m arrow was annin to rk m A S m e a y g g wa , -

W e m et wi th the disvi ], it was in the dark ; ith m ick it bein in the neit I up w y p , g , ’ I knock d off his horns, likewise his club feet. ho h h Follow the rses, Jo nny m y lad o ! them throu h m n ad h Follow g , y ca ny l o ! h hors h Follow t e es, Jo nny my lad oh ! l l a a m an oh Oh ad y w y, y lad !

m m a rrow u tin he tram m . A s m e and y was p t g t , c o and m m a rro e r The lo we it went ut, y w w nt w ang ' ’ la u h d ha d o u seen the am Yo u wB uld have g y g , m m a rrow but I at the tram The deil gat y , g ,

Follow the ho rses, 8t c.

0 h !m arrow, oh m arrow, what dost thou think ? ’ ’ r a ttle and s ilt a m drink I ve b oken m y b , p y ’ i ~ li n m on he rea t I lost a m y sh n sp ts a g t g t s anes, ’ ’ h f i i o an h . Draw m e t the s a t, t s t m e t g am e

Follo w the horses, are.

Oh !m arrow, oh !m arrow, where hast thou been ? the d rift from h l m D riving t e ow sea , D riving the drift from the lo w seam the lowc lad deil e ou th een H ad up , , st p t y !

Follow the horses, 8cc.

m arrow oh !m arrow this is or a Oh ! , , w p y week, ’ We ll get penny loaves and drink to o ur beek ; ’ l ﬁll u o ur bum er and ro d i l A nd we l p p , un t sha l go, h ohnn lad oh ! Follow the orses, J y

Follo w the horses, a c.

here is m h rse and there is m tram T y o , y ; Twee horns full of greese will m ake her to gang ;

There is m ho ﬂ s, likewise m half shoon o u ) y g y , r ” g , M ’ ’ m sh m g r i ' A nd s a ca t m arrow m utt n s ; a done c l y , , y p g b c d w v Follow the horses hnn m lad oh , Jo y y ! Follow them through m y canny lad oh ! Follow the horses ohnn m l , J y y ad oh ! Oh la l a a d y w y, canny lad oh !

i he A nd throwhim in the burn ng ap, ’ A nd with great speed I d roast him deed;

H is m ro ws then I wad nae heed, ’ ’ W o en than . e d g2k ut a their e ,

Toll loll, &c.

Says W i lly D unn to loyal Tom , Y ur words are all a oke m o j , an ; For rd i h r h Geo y wnna ae you elp, ’ Ye re sic ka m starie fo wk, m an ’ Then Will l d ll r in ace y a , we est pe , ’ In h0pes that a the wars m a y cease ; ’ But I s ie e Wa ll to nders nd g , , u ta , ‘ A lan l ld h s g as can wie my and, ’ h l i n . There s nane but George s al re g , man

Toll loll, arc.

h E nough of this has s ure been said, ’ C r d Co rdl Will unn m y wa y y D , an ; For should the Frenchm en c om e this way, ’ We d be read for o run y t , m an . Gad sm ash ou for a fool sa y , ys Tom , For if I could not u m se y gun, ’ ’ I d ta k m i o e y pck, I d hew them d wn, A d ’ n run and cry through a the town,

Go sa e reat r e our k n m an. d v g Geo g i g,

Toll loll, 8 m.

‘ ’ TH E COLLIE RS PAY WE E K .

' ’ TH E Baﬁ week is o er—no repining ’ Pay- Saturday s swift on the wing ;

A t len th the bl the m ornin com es shinin , g y g g A , “L When kelter m akes colliers sing - ’ i i ea r s ch r T s Spr ng75 nd the w the i ea y, The birds whistle sweet on the spray ; N ow coal orkin lads trim and ir w g , a y, T N hi o ewcastle town e away. 39

Tho se m arried o on with thei r Ha j g rrier, T heir canny bairns go by thei T he daughters keep teazing thei r m innies F o r new cloaths to keep up their pride T he lead—E aster Sunda does f ar y p y e them , ’ F o r if the have nothin that s n , y g ew, h s i bi T e Cr ow, pteful rd l will besm ea r them O h then what a sight for to view!

The o un m en full blithsom e and oll y g , j y, March fo rward all dec ntl la , e y c d

om e liltin u Cuna rd- dr D all S g p, y , fy , in in “The Som e s g g, 601m Pit La ’ The pranks that were play at last binding E ngage som e in hum ourous chat S om e halt by the way- side on ﬁnding i Prim ros s to lace n . their t e p ha .

' ob Crank ack H o and Dick Marl B y, J g ey, ill H ewitt Luke gk a B , nd Tom Brown. I n one jolly squad set off early From Benwell to Newcastle town Such hewers as they (none need doubt it) ’ Ne er handled a shovel or pick ; i or low seam the could ui it I n h gh y s t , io nex t door to Ol i In reg ns d N ck.

ent to bu h ts and new a k Som e w y a j c ets, A nd others to see a bit fun ; A nd som e wan ted leather and ta ckets To cobble their canny pit shoon ’ Save the ribbon Dick s dear had req uested, (A ware he had plenty of chink)

There was no othe r care him infested, ’ U nless twere his care for good drink.

[In the m orning the dry m an advances

- f ill To purl shop to toss o a g , ’ Ne er dreading the ills a nd m ischances Attending on those who rit still 410

’ ri k Reason s m onitor uellin The d n , q g, Inﬂam es both the brain and the eyes ; ’ ’ hantm ent com m enc d there s no The inc , telling

are- d ro nin ti lers il ri When c w g pp w l se.

0 MA LT !we acknowledge thy powers What good a nd what ill dost thou brew! O ur good friend in m ode rate hours ’ O ur enemy when we get fu ’ Could thy vot ries avoid the fell furies ’ of awaken d thee So te n by , We wo uld seldom need Judges or Juries To send folk to Tyburn tree

A t length in Newcastle they centre ’ * ’ I H ar d s a house m uch reno n y , wn d, m n r The jovial co pa y ente , Where stores of good liquor abound i as the servants c uld ﬁll i A s qu ck o t, (Till em ptied was quarts half a score With heart- burning thirst down they swrll um on th ta l f r r A nd th p e b e o m o e.

While thus in ﬁne ue the are t d c y sea e ,

‘' Young cock- ﬁghting Ned from the Felll ’ Pee d in—his H ow d e re eated p y p , ’ A nd hopd they were all v ery well ; H e swore he was pleased to see them ne ro u to m ake him sit d n O se p ow , ’ nd oin in ood fellowshi wi th m A j g p e ,

For him they would spend their last cro wn.

The li uor ni o arm h m q begin ng t w t e , In fr d loser the i ien shipthe c y kn t, nd tell r okes—and har A and hea j , to c m them ,

Com es Ro m from nto o it e , De n Bourn p A n odd t i l fell wit y , co m ca ow, A t ei h r a es or tale t e j t a ,

Si n of the Bla ck Bo G g y , reat Market.

' 1Gatcfhea d Fell.

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The dam sel la s all h r ra disp y e g ces, The colli r e rts all his o er e ex p w , The ca er in irclin aces y p c g p , A nd set at each end of the ﬂoor H e u m s his heels kn a k a nd l j p , and c ratt e, A t turns of the m usic so sweet

H e m a k a thunder n ra ttle es such i g b , e f Th ﬂoor seem s afraid o his feet.

This cou l ein seated ro se Bob u pe b g , p, ’ H e wish d to m ake one in a i j g ; L But a Willin ton lad set his h u g gg _ p, w . a, m ’ ” O r hi h should n ne r e m t ere o r ain the ig . ’ For no w twas his turn for a ca r, ’ A nd he would dance ﬁrst as c d rose ’ i i i to a our Bob s pass on beg nn ng v p , ’ H e twisted his oppo nent s nose .

The Willi d f r their Fr nk ngton la s, o a y, ’ Jum d u to reven the fould d p p, ee ; A nd those in behalf 0 Bob Cranky S run f r rd—for no ther a d p g o wa w e w s nee . Bob ca d th f rm with a k ] ppe e o , eys , A s he was ex erting his strength ; But he ot on the u such a ne ] g lg g , l That do wn he cam e all his ong length.

ro n from in h lo t l Tom B w , beh d t e ng ab e, I atie i i th fi ht m p nt to jo n n e g , e som e r de o di l Mad a spring, u foe t sab e, For he was a m a n o f som e m ight : d Misfo rtune, alas ! was atten ing, ’ A n accident fill d him with fear ; n ol i hi flesh r ndin A d rusty na l s e g, ' li d slink in the rear Ob g him to .

’ When sober, a m ild m an was Marley , Mo re apt to join friends than m ake foes ; ’ r is the i f barle But a d by ju ce o the y,

H e ut in som e sobhlin blows. s , t N p ' g A nd cock- ﬁghting Ned was their H e f l n ou A courageous el ow, a d st t ; 43

stood their bold friend a n rot r H e d p ecto , ’ A nd thumpd the Opponents abo ut.

ll ha nd- ver- head tO s turv A o , py y, The ruck with ﬁsts elbo ws and eet y st , , f , W illin to n allant called urv A g c , C y , W as top- ta ils to st over the sea t ’ L uke Carr had one eye clos cf enti re ;

A nd what is a serio- farce,

Poo r Robin was cast o n the ﬁ re , ‘ ’ — H is breeks torn and burnt oﬁ his a e .

Ro i h t ar ued th s eech s Oh, b n w a g y p e D isaster nowm akes thee quite m um d e he ood br h Thy wit coul n0t sav t g eec es, ’ That m en cefully cover d thy hum m c hO now thou m a o trud in To so e s s p y g g g, A nd lug out som e squandering coins ; ’ F r no w tis too la te to be rud in o g g g, t h r r Thou can no go hom e wit ba e g oins.

f i m ani r e H ow the war ar ng co p es pa t d, The Muse cha seth not to proclaim ;

h h a ein r r d - d t ou t, th t, b g athe own hearte , —M ” They uiet y went toddling ham m Now e olli r callant so clever y e s, , R in T e and W ar esid g tween yn the e , Beware when u fud le to h r , yo d get e , Of making too free with strong beer.

e’ TH E QU AYSID E SHA VE R .

ON each m arket da Sir the folks to th ua y , , e Q y, o ockin with be ds the have seven da orn G ﬂ g ar y y s w , A nd round the sm all rate Sir in crowds the l wait g , , y al , ’ To get them selves sbav d ih a rotative turn ; D 2

Form erl on the Sandhill and a fterwa s on n n ar y , rd the Og y , e Brid were e le chieﬂ wom en who in the o n as t ( y ) pe se , k e c Ba et ys, p rihrzi d the ni e of rber.

h n Sir she still ras s awa Sir Fo r all t ey ca say , , p y, , d their aw the ch0 torturi l A n d sweeps rou n j , p ng too ; ll he in a et Sir re uest he r to whet Sir : Ti t y p , , q , !” he i es them fo r answer Sit still ou ist fool But s g v , y p l heir re inin their twi stin and twinin Fo r al t p g, g g, ’ She forward proceeds till she s m own of? the hair ; ’ i d ries There Sir then strai ht from th Whe n ﬁn sh , c , g e

chair, Sir, ’ ’ ’ ll um r in D aresa ou s r on They j p, c y g, y y ve c apd the b e b are

W L L H S W A L E O P PI N G .

B . S. of atesh y J G ea d.

“ ’ Terran Pa dd s Wedd n y i g .

L AD S ! m ek a ri y ng, ’ A n hea r huz sin

The sport we had at Swalwell- o Wour m err la y p y , ’ ’ 0 th H oppen day ? ’ ’ H o wa !m arrows an a ll - y , w tell you o. Th e sun shines warm on Whi kh c a m ba nk, ’ ’ Let s aw l e do wn at D oll s- y y o, ’ ’ A n hear hout m ony a funny prank ’ ' Pla d b the lads at rowle - y y C y s o.

There was Sam , 0 z oo ns ! ’ Wiv lo ns s panta o , ’ A n gravat u o wre his gobby - o ; ’ p A n Wi thou lly, , ’ ’ Wi th ack l e j et b u , Thou was the va rra Bobby- o ’ ’ There was knack knee d Mat wi ur le s i , v s p p u t, ’ —’ ’ A n ho ero s d Dick - pp s , a yellow o : ’ ’ reat Tom was there wi H — le s a G p wd coat, ’ ’ A n bucksheen d Bob fra tella - o . g3 “ 46

When we wour drest,

It was confest, ’ We shem m d the cheps fra Newcassel- o a So away we set wo ur to wn t To gye , ’ ’ To jeer them a as they pasa d us - o

We shouted som e, and som e dun down ’ s fellow e i o Lobstm plu s, w k ck them u ’ went h em som crush m e culls y , e d to to wn,

out Whic - Som e gat ab by kham o .

The hat was won ’ ’ By ca rrot- po wd Jen ny s Jacky - o ha a r be k s u W t m , go ! t ’ ad uckle - m outh d o k H b J c , m ’ twin d his jaws for the backy- o e ilted lasses fell tr “m e k e Th i p ll, ’ Wi - Tally- i- o the grinder- o ’ The sm ock was gi en to sla vering Nell ; ’ ro - Yefd d ppd had ye hecq behind her o .

W our d n ce n a bega , ’ A wd hu k- t uth c y d Nan, ’ ’ r - A n , Geo dy, thou d Jen Collin o While he rr la t m e y b ck, i’ W m onny a crack,

h r o Set t e tam borine a olling u. wour for e m er bet tru Like g ham we se e, ’ A n shuk Ra w s house se so undly - o ' ’ ’ nna um u wi ro le s rew Tuﬁ ca c p C w y c ,

t r l - No r thum p he tune se ound y o .

he side a k T n Gyet J c , ’ iv l k W s b oody bac , ’ ’ Wad dance wi goggle- ey d Mallyo o ut u m i B p ca N ck, ’ n av him A g a kick, ’ A n a canny bit kind of a fally - o 4-7

’ ’ T hat da a H awk s l ck y b a s m a y rue, They ga t m onny a ve rra sair clanker- o ’ ’ C an the de ouse wi C rowle cr y y s ew,

F rev a needle tiv a anchor- o i

’ What s tha t to say To the bo nny fray ’ We had wi skipper Robim o ’ The keel bullies a , ’ B eth reat an d m a y g s , ’ M ed a l tid o y bu y e o the H a ppen o . ’ Gleed Will cr d Ma - a u lu a wd F ran y , p p k, ’ ’ K n Robi n tha t m a rry d his do wter- o ’ W e ha m m er d their ribs like a a nchor shank

t si x week - They fand i s after o .

Bald pyet Jone C arr ‘ \ W ad hev a hit spar, To helphis m arrows away wid- o Bu r a d fellow t poo w , ’ H e e o er m ell d gett n w ow, ’ So we down d byeth him and Davy- o oa ob n m t u a Then Pettic t R i ju p p gyen, ’ ’ Wiv u to m erc kr e huz a s g llL y e , But Willam on Dan laid him ﬁ at wiv a styca ’ ’ r !for r wle s cre o H u ro C o y w, b ys a

Their hash was sattled,

$0 off we rattled , ’ ’ A n jigg d it up se hearty - o i ’ W hi r i m onny a s ve , ’ A n lo e l wp s c ever, Can Newca ssel turn out sec a party- o ? hei d u When, w t y n ower, the ﬁdlers went, ’ We stagger d a hint see m erry- o ’ our rl An"thro w town, till fai y spent, ’ ’ ’ Roar d—Crowley s Crewan Glory- o !

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o r m odestl do the think sham e N y y , ’ To act what I don t chuse to nam e ; h hen he i t t ey step, w t y th nk m ee , To act their lewdness in the street ; Wh l l f th m do ni htl o rt o e ots o e g y sp , W i h l eve r t b ack and grey, and y sort Oft i a nnh u m a iew n ca ouse yo y v , A an h n d rew g g of t is sweet sce te c . Wh h r l l lo w o w en they g o w a itt e m el , Begin to si ng a nd swear a nd bello w Like m adm en in a ta e or fur g y, N ot fearing either judge or jur Nor do I err m uch when I tell, ' ’ They ve little dread of heav n or hell.

The wife her husband thus addresses, With dou l ﬁst and owin tresses b ed ﬂ g , C om Tom m ake haste let us a w e, , , ay,

he ide o s hi h e ca nno . T t ﬂ w g , w t stay Na answers Tom deel sm ash m heart ! y, , ”y t us but h ve th her u r Le a e ot q a t. She then be in to sin a on g s g s g, W ould fri an m a t To m ghten y n bu , You idle s dthrif t of race pen t, scan , ’ I wish I ne e r had seen your gee ;

A cleanlier lass was never bred,

When I cam e to your bridal bed. l m ba k H ad fouth of claiths to c ead y c , ’ But unwI ve scarce a single plack ’ Yo u ve left m e bare of bed and claiths, D eel brust ou b our raceless wa s y , y y g y ; ’ A nd when you re drunk as you can see,

C o m e hom e and curse the ba irns a nd m e.

Turn o rv all the hous t psy tu y e, A nd every thing in it ab use ;

Throw all the dishes of the shelf,

The latt rs lers and the delf. p e , dubh , i o ke A nd set th e plates and spoons, n j , A ﬂying round the room like sm oke ’ A nd wh en your family s in need, A nd like to starve for want of breed» 5 1

’ !“ You ll rud e for haver- m eal to a M g g p y, on

m ake them crowdies once a da . To y w z. ’ These are our rank ou m urd ri r y p s, y ng ogue, That eve ry day you have in vogue ; A nd if ou do not m end our o ur y y c ”se, I o — r l m ust g beg o e se do wo rse.

To m out his hand at last did stretch, W hat ails ou no w? ou rum lin i h y y g b g b tc , ’ Peace ! o r our hide I ll o l y s und y switch . ’ D o not I alm o te v r da s y y , ’ ’ a A t the lon [tim e r o er g ‘y ’ rd in s ife nd o u Geo y Jenk w a y , D rinking clove waters till y o u spue ! to the devil with our brats Go y , ’ A nd v x ot with d d i o ra e m e n pt ts, T n l f m et hat are ot al o y beg ting , ’ But pla nts of other people s setting . Since ou have oft b o ur confessi on y , y y , From m em braces m ade di ression y — — g , Go ho me , G d d n our so ul, and s in, ‘ p ’ O r else b L —d I ll am b our in , y , y sk .

h fast unto d 'io b i T us estnm n ast ng, i m Their health consum ng, oney wasti ng ’ he drink and n er for hom e d r T y , e ecla e, ’ t re i r U ntil they re ke s a qu te ba e . m o s f o banks of Ta H ere angy t r m y, With scarce a plaid to hear away ’ - d fr e fr h H alf starv , they om th o z en N ort , ll fo r h Like swarm s of locusts, sa y t , ’ r o h lan W o rse than b efore, on Pha a s d, W ere sent by the A lm ighty hand r Such hardness of their hearts to pu ge, A nd fo r their wickedness them sco urge This m u t nian black uard breed M e w glgg g , U pon our very vitals feed ; ’ like the hel of uno s ack A nd, w ps J p , Of Scots infection bring a sm ack ; h he seldo m fail When ither com e, t y To scrape the scabs from off their ta il ’ l tr nd well form d lies By artfu icks, a , To ers or uch like the rise skipp s , y

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’ d Rook erch d on a bou h n age p g , With oar head an e in h y d j tty w g, is lum nei hbours round him drew H p y g , ’ A ri f h i i nd B tain s ate e thus d d s ng.

Listen r r r ll , ye C ows, m y b eth en a , A nd hear what m y ill- boding m ind Portella —Brita nnia soon m ust fall !

I sa nif i ts ruin in the wind.

For ki n s b t rann have g , y y’ ’ Fair Freedom fom E uropa s States (Freedom ! thou choicest gift of H eaven !) ’ Then hear the doom ﬂx d by the fates

i e m en the heavenl ift des i S nc y g pse , ’ ’ A l ’ A nd o er th t antic Freedom s ﬂed, u fam ine t rann and r Plag es, , y y , wa s shall rise, A nd endless woes shall all succeed !

’ ’ et s sear h for th A e r-t n i a L c a s n the c m p, ’ ’ That thus have caus d our Israel s woes ;

- Yes kin s and all isho - tam , g , the b ps p, h I dread, ave been the lurking foes !

v hall t e la nd have e For ne er s h peac , “t ord or e and Davi sa A s good L Ge g d y .

Till from our isle we banish these,

A nd drive such rogues a - cross the sea .

’ r d lt d ho r e a l use The sable c ow croa a s ppa , ’ ’ hi hl charm d were with h r n A nd g y t o atio ,

Till one ﬁerce cro w thei r notice draws, ’ ’ Who thus address d the feather d nation

’ ” ’ Rebels accurs d l he frown d and cried, H ow could you this old traitor hear ? hus dare kin s ri ts ride Who t g and p es de , m en shoul i Whom d worsh pand revere.

ord Geor e Gordon who at hi tim wa v o ul L g , t s e s ery p p ar.

o uard love and beaut we m ake it our T g y, duty, i ir fel i To a d the ic ty , ever com bine ;

C om e, see D au hters of Lib r g e ty , reetin with ra ture th on G g p e S s of the Ty ne.

E SMOND J MILL.

B Phil!H od ron o ewcm tle. y g , f N

TO sing som e ny m ph i n her cot E ach bard will oft ﬂourish his quill ’ ’ I m glad i t has fall n to m y lot

To celebrate Jesm ond Mill.

When s rin hither winds her c r r p g a ee , r rees and our hed es to ﬁll Ou t g , ‘ Vast oceans of verdure appear T r o at il o cha m y u Jesm ond M l.

To plant every rural delight ’ Mere Nature has lavish d her skill H ere fragrant soft b reezes unite

To wanton ro und Jesm ond Mill.

h ile each evenin here dwell W en s nce g s, The birds in their coverts all still ; No m usic in sweetness ex cels

The clacking of Jesm ond Mill.

’ li d b e er of th stream Rec n y th v ge e , ’ O r stretch d on the side of the hill, ’ I m never in want of a them e

While learning at Jesm ond Mill.

h i ’d Sure Venus som e plot as des gn , s hear n er ill O r why i m y t ev st , Whenever it pops in m y m ind To wander near Jesmond Mill? M ob ect e swains ou will ss y j , y , y gue , If ever in love you had skill A n d now I will frankl co nf , y ess, ’ Tis—enn f esm ond J y o J Mill.

PA ND ON D E AN .

A Son atinee in Se . u er lin t 1 6 nd the N a me Ro a . g M p 77 , s da

W H E N coolin ze h rs an ton g p y w play , Then oft in Pandon D ea n I stray ; ’ W en sore dis ers d with rief nd h p g a woe, Then fro m a busy world I go ; in is calm m soul serene My m d , y ,

Beneath the Bank in Pando n D ean.

’ Th feather d race around e in e m s g, They m ake the hills a nd vallies ring M sorrow ies m rief is y ﬂ , y g gone, I warble with the tuneﬁtl throng A ll all thin s we r a leasin m ien , g a p g ,

Beneath the Bank in Pandon Dean .

A t distance stands an ancient tower, W hi ch ruin threatens ev ery ho ur ; ’ I m struck with reverence a h i h t t e s g t, I pause and gaze with fon d delight h i e o i h s e T e ant qu walls d jo n t e cen , A nd m akes m ore lovely Pa ndon D ean.

h i re s A bove m e sta nd t e tower ng t e , While here I feel the gentle breeze b arou d The water ﬂows y chance n , A nd green enam els all the ground 3 i s l he scene W hich g ves new pendour to t , A nd adds a grace to Pandon D ean .

“ risin hill But when I m ount the g , u l A nd there survey the p rling ril, 6 0

h —but I m ourn My eye delig ted , ’ To think of winter s quick return ; i d and frost so ke n With withering wn s e , I sighing leave the Pandon D ean.

f o n e a fem ale en 0 spare or c p , A nd lash licentious wicked m en

d nev r Your conscious cheek nee e glow, If you your talents thus besto w

Scarce ﬁfteen sum m ers have I seen,

Yet dare to sing of Pando n D ean .

NA NNY OF TH E TYNE .

W en n u M. s n nu n f B . o e y J , N wcastle.

t Music b o Aldr e a . et o hn id . S y J g , J n of N ewca stle

I s in train l WH LST bard , s s that sweet y tol e h n m h so fair E x ac y p , ’ Be m ine m y Na nny s worth to show e i ir H r capt vating a . What swain can gaze without delight On beauty there so ﬁne ? The Graces all their charm s unite In n Nanny of the Ty e.

Far fro m the noxse of giddy co urts The lovely cha rm er dwells r t the haunt of harm less s rts H e co po ,

In virtue she ex cells. ’ i h m odest ood nature oi W t y , g j n d, To fo rm the nym ph divi ne ; ’ A nd truth, with innocence com bin d, nn h In Na y of t e Tyne.

o o n Fl w , sm ooth stream , in m urm urs sweet Glide gently past her cot ; ’ ’ is eace and virtue s calm T p retreat, Ye reat o es en ie not g n v d .

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h ion and Lam b Plou h and Old Robin H ood T e L , g , , l ch k li h W i th the Crane H ouse, wou d ec these de g ters in blood ; ’ ’ r m the Butcher s A rm s uick the d be runnin a F o q y g way , ’ A n d we all kno w that Shakes ear wo uld shew em som e la p p y .

’ the White H art Three Bull s H eads the O A t; , , ld Dog and

D uck, ’ ’ I f they did not get thrash d they d escape by go od luck ’ ’ ird in th Bush tter s A rm s Peaco k th d fa A t the B e , Me , c , ey st, ’ ’ ’ r Kin s an ue ea s e ll def nd ill th A n d ou g d Q en s H d w e t e last.

i f e n r m i h res e t M a y the s gn o th Ki g eve eet wt p c , A n d our great Co nstitution each Brita in pro tect ; h uld h l our o ld British A n d m a y be w o wo um b e Crown,

- o B e hung on a Sign post till I take him d wn .

" W A STLE B TH E N E C E LLMAN .

A: sun b MR N OBLE a t the Theatre. Ro a l in 1803. g y , y ,

LK no m ore of br ve elson o r al ant Sir Sidn T A a N , g l ey, ’ ’ Tis gra n ted they re Ta rs of a true British kidney ; d eo le are curiou s such heroes to ee A n p p , s , ’ B ut neithe r, are half so m uch follo wd as Me ; when din don din do n m Bell oes 0 , g g, g g, y g , B rro re sto at sound Carts, a ws, a pt the

E a ch news- lo vin Po rter stra i ht m akes a full ause g , g p ,

nd d r- s r shews the full s r t of his aws A won e t uck, t e ch J ,

When sonoro us I publish all round .

FIRST CALL .

LOST ! on Sa turda E in las between Love Lane y ven g t, d the Lon Sta i rs a T r r o enti rel White with a n g ; e rie D g, y ,

t wo Bro wn E ars and a Black S o t u o n his Tail, and answe rs ‘ p p ’ to the Na m e of Sha b ern ; the D og was last seen a t the E n tra n ce of the Close and has got an ugly Trick of sha king his Right E ar and Tail as he walks —is considered to be r ther af a he d ot l th ﬁrst call a de , s oes n a ways answer to e Whosoever will bring him to m e shall be handsom ely re etainin him after this oti e warded : and ady d g N c , will

i La . pro secuted accord ng to w

’ ir e en senate to race With Orato rs s , g , ’ ’ better stock d ra than this cann lace Wha t to wn s , p y , y p , ’ ld ou the ﬁo wr o f those Orators see ? A h !wou y , ’ ord — ou behold hi i n Me ! E cce H om o r the w , y m don din do n Bell oes 0 when ding g, g g, my g , Shoe- m akers with joy catch the sound ; A nd truly like so m an y Larks they are found E ach swiftly descends fro m his garnet o n high When sonorous I publish all

SE CON D CALL.

E or Stra ed from a ﬁeld in Pa ndon Dea STOL N y , n, three ’ s l colour d Sli ce t m arked T G . ustl beautiful m o e /, . j y esteem ed ictures ue O rnam ents o fthat lebra l the m ost p q ce ted Va e . The A dm irers of rural Scenery hereby offer a ha ndsom e Re ar d to whoever will b ri them b ack to the w ng Dean, if d or ive such info rm atio n as a con ict he straye , g m y v t Mutton o ues wh h stol th Ioo ing R g , o ave en em .

’ h To wn Marshal roclaim s eace incom rabl well T e p p , p y , ’ a t c lin a Fair he Sheriff s er a n Fe w, al g , t S je t ex cell ;

n a t Ot the C ritics mem . can . do a ree But i P h , , g , The Marshal and Se rjeant m ust bOth y ield to Me ; hen din do n din d o n m Bell 0 w g g, g g, y goes , Ba rbers pri c k up their ca rs at the sound ;

s - A nd headle s ho whalf shaven custom ers swear, om e ea erl runnin m bud et to hear C g y g y g , When r us l sono o pub ish all round.

TH IRD CA LL.

’ r FOUN D, last Wi nte , nea r the Turk s H ead Inn, whi ch ’ has no t since been claim ed a L a d s H t a nd m su o , y a y , pp sed blown o ff the H ead o f the fai r Own er whilst i n a state o f Indescr iba bility A ny L ady who can prove them to be her Pm ert m a h e m a in fre p y , y av the ga , e o f all E x pen ce ; but if not cla im ed and identiﬁed before the ﬁrst o f A ril nex t the will be sold i p , y , and the Money g ven as a D on t he Fever H os i l ation o t pta .

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O Y X GE N GAS.

HN Sm u t) o N ewcastle a nd sun at t N a tl By J O , f , g he ecbe r e Thea tre R oy a l.

Rhenish Madeira Port Cla ret and Sherr ON , , , , , y,

fulso m e eulo ium s bon- vi n ts ra Yo ur g , va , p y spare ; ’ Tis ranted when sad wine can render us m err g , , y, A nd lighten our bosom s of sorrow and care ; hat in e an ﬁre us But w v tag c , i ir E nrapture, nsp e us, A s Ox ygen 2what so delicious to quail? nim ti It is so a a ng, i ill n A nd so t t ati g, ’ E r - beards turn frisk dance ca r an la h en g ey y , , pe , d ug ,

For what can so ﬁre us, & c.

’ ’ O wond rous indeed is this bev rage ethereal ! ’ h ortal who uaffs it altho a T e m q , m ere clod, I str i h a tran form ed to a bein ri l s a g tw y s a a , ’ A nd m ves on earth s surfa e in an o c cy a God . In a bum per is given

A foretaste of H eaven, All earthl vex ation strai ht cease t a no y g o n y, ' Whil t lau hin and r in s g g c y g, n f in A d ef orts at ﬂy g, e i n a t m e t of o Besp ak the soul tost e p s j y .

For what can so ﬁre us, 8cc.

’ artake on t e m en of rave f H aste, haste to p , y g aces, d thodis a rsons lik Ye Quakers, an Me t p ewise ; ’ What tho ye seem lost to the ﬂex ible A nd dorm ant the risible faculty lies " O ne quail of the vapour Will cause you to caper, ’ A nd swiftly relax your stiff solem niz d jaws ; ’ l d the cha You ll acknowe ge nge too, l in as stran e too A s peas g g , ’ A nd m ake the air ri ng with loud ha !ha !ha !ha s !

For what ca n so ﬁre us, 8te.

Let i n rum and brand row deitrer and deare r g , , y—g , Distillers stopworking no taper will m ourn ; 6 7

O f Gas we can m ake a delectable cheerer, r W hich, nor reddens o u noses, no r livers will U nbeholden to whisky ’ W e ll drink a nd et frisk g y , N or fea r that tom orro w o ur tem ples m ay a che ;

Neither stom ach co m m o tions, or cam om ile io ns N pot , Shall everm o re cause us with terro r to quake

For what can so ﬁre us, 8te .

’ ’ L et the m iser s dee coffers be ﬁll d to his m ind n p ow,

Let the m an o f a m bition with ho no urs abound, G ive the lover his istress com 1in a nd kind oo m , g t , ’ A nd with la urel let Poets a nd e roes be crowu d.

Let all be blest ro und m e, v hall wound No en y s m e, ’ ed nd cheerful thro lif ill I as C ontent a e w p s,

If fortune befriends m e, A nd constantly sends m e A u r cit of Ox e as q a ntum uﬁ yg n G .

For what can so ﬁre us, 8rc.

TH E BA RD S OF TH E TYNE .

Published in the T ne Mercui' N ewe sa y y /f er , under ’ i na ture . S g of C P . — Tune Newcastle Beer.

’ YE sons of Par s s whos b rains are i i nas u , e nspr d With e r m adness dam e dull nvy o , ness, o r wine, ’ ’ ’ i h t ﬂatter d o r rais d or adm ir Who ws o be , p , d, a thi i nd ﬂ to h a n Le ve nk ng, a y t e b ks of the Tyne ’ No wit is requir d ’ To m dm i r ake y ou a d, ’ Let doggrel run lim ping thro each crippled line ; N o hum ur e ra es o d g d , Nor genius pervades T h r u Ba rds of the e ve ses sublim e of o r Tyne .

har i C les Putv s. “ 6 8

o sof owin numbers m ust ravish the senses N t ﬂ g , Whose soothing m ea nders a ditty wo uld stain A m use with such dro wsy m aterials dispenses, ’ Whilst Grub - street s quintessence will squeese brain H ow sweetly the stra ins ’ .Must thrill thro the veins,

W hen Sand ate and Bedlam to ether combine g ” g ; Or Ox en as yg G , rom i f a as F the ppe o n s, R arili es the dence bra ins of our Ba rds of the Tyne.

‘ With rh m r r Th atre s alwa s surrounded y e s ou e y , Whose Bellm an taught lays se t the house in a roar

Co m m o n sense s nds a hast thunder- struck a nd confoun ta g , ded, ’ It ile r o rom its all I D ullness b ays ut f G ry , E ncore Then bi with a la use , g pp , ’ C rack s Scotch ell o fjaws’ S ets forth hoarse ba win s r l divine a l g, o pu e y , That hyd ras o r bea rs Mi h rick u their e rs g t p p a , nd A howl out i n concert with Bards of the Tyne.

A N A NSWE R TO THE FORE GOING.

By J AME S Su m pn r .

’ i re rcur strides WH O s he tha t wth g at Me y , ’ In im itation s line,

A nd, without reason, thus derides The poets of the Tyne ?

’ Who , no t content with critic s skill, That lets n o error pass ; ’ In assion s c he di s his uill p up p q— , A nd calls his brother ass.

t th chara r of rack in the fa rce of the Turn ike A lluding o e cte C , p oble er o m d with tru f irit. Gate, where Mr N p f r e e p

See dere de vulgar sewn D en nea t de Sylock ba n it ; — ’ A h dere l de devil s selfe i s i n It. D oo d dle, oodle, doo.

0 on erful ! ho do tu e w d wdey m bl , st lik d ack of d tu bl Ju e e J cards ey m e,

kin s ith kn d d uces hum le . De g , w aves an b

D oodle, doodle, doc.

are de arson law er scram bles D p , y , , ar h doctors in de sham bles D e p ysic , Vere som e do m ake do long pream bles

D oodle, doodle, doo.

- folk a n st ri See all de shop s g pi g, a ng, in fe er arin Fe wu nderstand g, w c g, Vether perjury he swearing l

Doodle, doodle,

Oh bless us ! how o sl ves are roari y u a ng, ir in atr ns sta er snorin De cunn g p o gg g, I i r i n nclined pocket trust ng m o e .

Doodle, doodle, doot

u do s e fro street of tri e Nex t yo e , m pe , id o s for huz za ri D e Goa ts e b y , pec ; ake d i e Vith all de lads da t m e pp e .

Doodle, doodle, done

nd nex t ou do beh ld so stirrin A y o , g,

Like horned cattle in de m urrain, ll D ose jo y blades dat speak so burring.

D oodle, doodle, doo.

’ D ese be cod freem en de re c ll d , as y a e ; ’ Tis not or nothing dey have hauled ’ H uzza ! till to de poll dey re hauled l ‘ Doodle, dnodle, doot 72

—h are—se from d d Stand fast ave c e e enny, l forth de entlem en Com e, e bow , g y, Vith all de braia dey have any .

D oodle, doodle, doo.

e de bri ht ndidates Nowden, nowd n, g ca , h s in s ho e and fea r deir fates U p top u t g , p l rround de a s Whilst all de congstab es su g te .

D oodle, doodle, doo .

A y now de m oun tain be in labour ; e a r Blo , blo de ﬁfee, sound d t b e ;

e rade sword a nd de sabre. Flash, ﬂash d b

D oodle, doodle , doos

For route Is Maude vill see, no doubtee, i orin vill co m e o utee D at so m et ng, n g, , e lor a outee To m ake de peopl g e b .

Doodle, doodle, does

" If dat brave Monsieur Bower be chosen, ill da n s r b do zen D e legs v ce by co e, y , A nd all de grande vill call him eouzen.

Do odle, doodle, doo .

D en com e a ain sweet childs to- m orrow g , ,— , Me showyo u ten hundred jo y no so rrow

de i e if ou borrow. But bring s x penc , y

D oodle, doodle, doo.

' A n Robinton Bowen who ain d his ction drew , g e ele , (1780 ) though unfuccefsful in the co ntell on the death of Sir W a lter Bla ckett on cam to a in 1777. This perf e N ewc ille a s enﬁgn in the 3oth im cnt of foot artered in tha town lhort a f h m a rried r , qu t ; ly ter e the W on da hter o f illia m N ewton E f . a la o fortun a fter h y ug , q dy f e ; er death he m a rried 1 the o unters o f Strathm ore fro m whom he ( 777) C , was divorc d for cruelt in . rv c o Sh ri e y , 1785 H e fe ed the oﬂi e f e ff o f ' N o rthumb rland 1 8 an i in Kin s ch e , 7 0 ; d d ed the g Ben , 16th January,

I s10.

A som ething sure enough was there am ong the billows ﬂoun cm ’ iﬁ . r found o n r Now sink g in the deep p o , n w o th su fa ce bouncin True as Gazette or Gospel were the tidings of the

harbor, Tha a rrible Sea Monster had ot into th harbour t te g e .

m e thou ht it was a ita r} Sir a Pa r m s som e conceived it So g S , , / ; ’ S e said it was a r a m m s and som e a Wha le believ d it om G / , ; ' Som e swore it was a Sea H orse, then c wn d them selves m is~

taken, ’ ’ th d a n arer ie —twas certainl a K ra l For, now ey Ot e v w y ens h s his O i ion from he arso n to the ba rb r E ac por pn , t p e , Of the terrible Sea Monster they ha d got in the

harbour.

la b la a sailor cried w at tha t t i t n a r Be y, y, , h , h s hi g, K a ien ’ is no m ore like one s lit m lb than i is ﬂi of T , p y J , t a tch ba con ! ’ often seen a hundred s h all s o in in th ile I ve uc , p rt g e N , Sir, ’ o u m a tru a sailor s r i r ir A nd y y st wo d, it s a C ocodile, S . E ach strait to ack b rad s under from th to th J , e parson e

d l a ree a r A n al g d C ocodile had got into the harbour.

’ Yet reatl ack s discover his audi or did h ir g y J y t s s ock, S , For they drea ded that the Sa lmon would be eat up by the

Croc . Sir

When resentl the r oc e h ir ns r i n r n p y C odil , t e co te nat o c owni g, its head above the waves and cried el s ! 0 d , , H l Lor , ’ I sn dr owni ng e n H ave s ! how thei r hair, Sir, stood o n end, from the parson to the barber ; To ﬁnd a S a lin Croc dile h d i he h r r ﬂ g o a got nto t a bou .

’ This dreadful x cl i n nd old Sir e am at o n appall d both y ou g a , , I t ver st l n he y outest hearts, indeed, it made the b ood run

COld, Sir 78 “

’ ’ v } the hero of the Nile aus o r E n J a e , , it c d t quake and t em ble, ’ l n old wife si hin cried Ala s tis te U n ti a , g g, S phen K ’ ’ H ea n ! how ver all a oni h d f th r v s e st s , rom e pa son to the

the barber, To fi nd that Stephen K was the m onster in the

harbour.

’ trait crocodilish fears ave lace to m anl en rous strife ir S g p y g , S , ’ t willin l ea ch lent a ha nd to save oor Ste hen i Mos g y p p s l fe, Sir ’ r il hi in he h f is They d ag m gasp g to t s ore, im patient or h his tor y, d li ht t the s i Fo r ho w he cam e in that sa p g , o m wa qu te a r m yste y . ’ r li n d Sir in ever e e from the arson Tea s g ste , , y y , p to the

ba rber, ’ W n swo ln to thrice his natura l size the dra he , , y g d him

from the harbo ur.

’ ’ N ow having roll d and rubb d him well an hour upon the

beach, Sir, ' o n his le s a i nd m ade a serious s eech Sir I Ie g t upo g ga n, a p , ; ' th he A n a ncient ro erb sa s and true it will Q uo , p v y , be

found, Sirs, will rel r Those born to pro ve an a iry doom , su y neve be ’ drown d, Sirs .

For fate, Si rs, has us all in to w, from the m onarch to the ba rber ; O r surely I ha d breathed m y last this m orning in the

ha rbour.

’ o to ro s r Sirs Sculler did I et into R es lv d c s the Riv e , , a g , ’ a onah s ill- luck be ine another when I ste into ! M y J m , p ’ ’ h n we d r h a rt 0 horror ! there it J ust w e eac d the deepest p ,

founde rs , A nd down went poor Pillgarlick am ongst the Crabs and Flounders !

fa tha k l in tour from e m onarch to But te, t eeps us al , th

the barber, ’ O rdain d I houl n t brea e m l this m ornin in s d o th y ast, g

the harbour. 76

’ h and m an I ve broke down m any a stage coac , y a chaise and i Si s s. m n assin throu h a tra - bole I found m self too bi Once, i p g g p , y g,

Sn 3, ’ ’ dl ilst ont i n h rd a I ve been circum stanc d most od y, wh c est g a

race, Sirs, ’ ’ f i h n d am on st the ra a n But ne er was half so r g te , as g C bs d

Plaise, Sirs. Sir ee s us all i n tow from the m onarch to O fate, s, k p ,

the barber, ’ ’ l t thi m or i in h Or ce rtainly I d bm th d m y as , s n ng t e

harbour.

’ f ds for our ex ert ions m hea rt o erﬂows with rati My rien , y , y g

tude, r e the last tim e ou ﬁnd m e in that latit e 0 m ay it p ov , y ud ws with what m ischances dire the futur m a God kno , e y

abound, Sire, ’ d r m one of But I hope an t ust I those, n0t fated to be ’ ” drown d Sirs.

Thus ended his oration, Sir, I had it from the barber A n dri in like som e v er God he slow left the d pp g, Ri , ly

harbour.

Y m en of N orth and South Shields o d e to , God sen ye all r rit p ospe y , a our com m erce ever ouri h o l M y y ﬂ s , y ur state y ships still crowd the sea ; ’ U nrivall d in the Coal Trade till doom sda m a ou sta , y y y nd,

Sirs, A nd ever hour fresh wo nders our e es and m outh s est an d y , , y y p ,

nrs .

A nd lon m a Su i /lea K live and n er m a he g y f , ev y t ba rber

Mista ke him for a m onster m ore dee ﬂound rin i , p e g n the

harbour. 77

SONG,

t o n r w r om N ewcastle E x c On the Fligltt of lre y u g C o s, f ha nge « t e Cor cor with their Address o th j a tion .

’ dun brood fairl ﬂed d we m a fairl su ose TH E y g y g , y y pp , H alf the world m ust have heard of our Newca stle e n o ws ? d ld b rd ! from a rabble ot fre H ow their da d bo i g e, ’ A nd was fully eterm in d a freem an to be ! e le u on the E x chan e O n the n one of the ste p , p g , l e his n t which beholders thou ht stran e C om pet d es , g g ’ t accom lish d her art H is bright jett consor p p ,

s nor lbul weather could alter her hea rt. N or foe ,

heir n lin s uite able to ta ke dista nt i h T you g g , q ﬂ g t,

o b their arents Good ma nner a re r i t. W ere t ld, y p , s gh a dm itted—the oul do o T o their freedom y c d n less, h their kind atrons with hum le n Than approac p , b a n u ss ; li l without wan on o T o thank them te y , t j ke, r i n wa llow the m ust learn c For, so lea ned s , y to roa l ’ - i if .lE so r h m lf ha ins ir d In a trice as se d p , ’ h ir address whilst their hea rers adm ir . They began t e , d

Ye wise m en and ood m en of N ewc a sr n a G I LD , g , U , ' ’ W ho suﬂer d ou r father and m o ther to build

i h u on he hi h innacle of our E x han H g , p t g y c ge, A nd here see their 0 spring just ready to range ; ’ ’ r e i fr do m o er land and o r e s T o ang w th sweet ee , , e s a , to c a l e To eat and to drink, and ro as we pl ase r lain hanks while the reasons e clear A ccept ou p t , w ,

h m Merlin or Ski don hath sure sent us here. W y so e , / ,

ne h d s e h dred i ht n th ee O t ousan ev n un , e g y a d r ,

For this town , a remarkable sets will be ! All folks will tbinl ri ht from rave a e to sm a rt ou g , g g y th, ’ i ts n r di i l r d r fr m T R U T H pr es , o sc pes, e e wan e o Your rulers be lo al rea r e he third y to g t Geo g t , E ach rich m an rove ho nest nd ust to his word p , a j

N o a ir - tr a din m er n ill sm u le o r cheat f g cha t w gg , , ’ N o foul gorging glutton wa stapoo r people s m eat 78

Y r ne Sa ndhill m a idens be m err and ou ﬁ y wise, r m their c in of lem ons to sellin of ies F o ry g , g p ;

our reen a nd rare ﬁsh- wom en civ l enou h Y g , , i g , ' r llin s ru e o so a to take huﬂ You m i ers p c , n t pt . ’ the ID E o ll he o m lim ents ha a f U p S , y u ar c p , ppy nd ree, W here hot uddin s a nd ba islres lent sh ll be p g , gg , p y a

The silver- sm iths coo ers and tinm en will oin , p , j ’ th e no r o th To sound e r form s w p oduc d n e TY N E .

Your Sand ate sm art i r s the a world wll sur ri g g l , g y i p se, rown clea n and de n a nd m dest and ise G ly , ce t, o , w ; he k elm en in s o e uite o lite T e , ma nner , bec m q p , o cur at m or r d runk ove r ni ht ! N sing n, no m uch g R nin in lan u t tr tt i n no “ gﬁ g g age, in /o ing t , Let r R run f r sm er d lib thr u h their throa te a ooth , an g o g ts Th ir A nd re s irn m es bea r r r e w , these s a , bette deg ees, Ral hs Richa rdson Ro ersons uttered i p , s, g , wth ease.

No tailor will ca bba e no dra r will sine/l g , pe [ , N o shoem aker squeez e a full nail from an inch ; baker o r ﬂourm an be short f his ei ht N o , , o w g , N o forestaller breed low designs in his pate ; N o butcher on Ba ni kee ri oo hi h , , p p ces t g ,

N o hatter, n o baker, deceive with a lie But hat will nd f li r w sta o rem ost in pub c pa ade, h l N ewcastle s a l furnish a cheaper co a x. r u n s

In wlitics surel such chan will e j , y , ges b , The people and m agistrates m utua l agree ; o b riber n o m ena e no lit l hi s lf N y, c , t e w t e , N o ride o er arin or iris i nd nt w alth p v be g, / e e ’ ut ach v ote r o l B e r p ove h nest to E n c na n n s aws, ’ Still prudently guarding fair liberty s cause ! A nd so brother freem en od bless e a dieu ! , , G y ,

e ﬂ sa . W y to ge Fire a r m s , and W a sn rn c r on now 79

A RA RE CU RIOSITY

’ ca orr s N E ST u v ca m sa a a n .

N EW S N A O G .

dd and Bett ere walkin lon A S Ne y y w g a g, E a ch cheerfully joining in dialogue song ; li hted o teshead r hill I m et them , de g n Ga g een , ’ ’ t sweet voi charm d a ll lads r un l W hile Bet y s ce o d each m il .

D err down c. y , &

BE TTY.

d h n t Nedd !the news is uite true I ndee , o es y q , ’ lon er crow nests we can vi e Th Sandhill, no g w; h nf l n Stee le and com in do n n e T e do w a li g , g w Cha g , ’ ’ rs a dista n e Oblig d feather d buil t c to range. err d D y own, Ste.

s fair Be kno erfe l l D oe n ot m y tty wp ct y wel , N o b irds in prognostics black crows ca n ex cel] ?

N o soo ner their nests on the Sant were shewn, ha n i r m e r T public m p ovem ents ca apidly on .

down, 8tc.

BETTY.

es I m mber from Cl whe 0 y re e , ose n they ﬂew, W hat cro wds of specta tors their nests came to view he l to of th W n pitched so nice y on p e vane,

s si h u and Com m r i i . A gnals, w ere J stice e ce d d re gn

D err . y do wn, 8tc

N EDD Y.

It is ver true m dear charm er indeed y , y , , Spectators beheld vast im provem en ts succeed ; u r m ed ha rlo e the u n A bea utiful Sq a e , na C tt Q ee , d l Room s ele ant s N ewstreets, an A ssem b y g een. err dow y n, Ste. g2 80

e a r n .

0 es and a The re ro d ﬁn y , at , yal an e, E rected no do ubt f r som e no le desi n , , o b g ; ’ To shew tho u h r e r g tless m orta ls of ev y d g ee,

H owdefaultin the re ho o d the should . g y a , wg o y be rr do n are D e y w , .

arm o r .

From then e if reﬂe tion kee s soberl on c , c p y , ’ W e ve the F ree Ma son L in the St le of St ohn odge, y J Where tru i t e wt a nd hum our with charity m ee , A nd so r uls a e un ited in union com plete.

8 m. D erry down,

na rr r . ’ I m callin hat a i s on e told g to m ind, w g p y c , ’ Who cam e in the crowd the sr ow s nest to behold ; These crows a re wise creatures—Trade here will im ro e ” p v , A s sure as the winds can that weather- cock m ove 1

D erry down, 8cc .

u nn n r .

Then ate ea d is luck d eclare G sh y, I vow a n d , Behold m ea r e ! r th ro s are , y d B tty whe e now e c w ; Nea r Battle Bank fo t their nu nests ou m a ﬁnd o , s g y y , U on thos i he in p e new chim n es, set free to t w d.

r own 81C . D e r y d ,

s pr r r .

0 wond f l Nedd ‘I e them so lain er u y, se , Quite Opposite no w to their form er gi t vane ; T e Ste O ee cho se n the m ean to roceed h w} ﬁ , y p , The good folk o f Gateshead are lucky indeed .

r wn & c. D er y do ,

n a n n y .

h d r tt e r luck still T en let m e, ea Be y, m e t bette , i h h rt a d th nd ith ood will Co m e, g ve m e t y ea n y ha w g Y u kn w am honest m r ows are sincere o o I , y , From all the deceits of vile rascals quite clear . D erry down, 8cc.

’ ’ ow Friar Street St ohn s Lod e N o . 18 Free M afo ns H all L , J g , 4, , l cat O ctob r h as fom e ea rs after difufed N ewcalt e, dedi ed e 18t , 3777, w y Dif ar and converted into the penf y.

ireful news fr m ’ News, d o Ba m s a o came, The Fra u-k were landed there ; letter written with all d A , spee , ’ W t to orha m s a as sen G m y or .

The crews of three French ships of m e, H ave landed in o ur coast ”, Send for Lord ber uo he F g, q th ,

Or we shall a ll ( be lost.

’ Our bull cks the have ta en awa o y ” y, Our ows and shee besides. c p” O w betide them sa s our m a or oe , y y ”, ’ s They ll raise the f r ies of m o s . ” sa s F— ber Fear not, fear not, y g,

Who no wbefore him stood , To uard ou will s e nd m last g y I p ” y , Last d rop of noble blood !

On this our may or began to hold E re his dro o in bead ct ” p g I ill n th Lord F —6er w ot, quo g, This night lay down m y head.

- ll hie i h eed To guard house I wi wt sp , ’ A nd watch trll m orn appea r E ach Got/ta nnin m a soundl slee y y ” p, No cause have they to fear.

’ / m r ill Meantim e says Got to m s ay o , I w

In haste, a letter write To Geo r e our kin som e shi s to send g g, ” p , To intercept their ﬂight.

idin am e To George our king the t gs c , A t London where he lay ; cattle she in What !cattle, , ep deed To Windsor haste an y ; L ock u m rett little sh p y p y eep, My pigs and geese likewise ; N o bloody Frenchm a n shall destroy o earl What I s d y prize.

Then run tell Bil Pitt to e ly com , A n d bring his br other here ; u t ﬁrst call Tom th bu tler u B e p, e som To get m e sm all beer.

H ow ha ens C —m tha hi pp hat , t no s ps Yo u have sen t to the N orth 2 ’ N ot one I m told is to be seen , , ” From Tha m es unto the Forth . ” So l ase ou bowin low sa s oan pe y , g , y J ha nt a f I would ve se ew, ’ ut that I thou ht ou d want them here B g y ” r A gain st the nex t n s v nw.

’ ’ ” ’ That s ri ht that s ri t re l d our g , gh , py O ne ship I cannot spa re A nd if the F rench do et their shee g p, Wh —le re y t tlm n ta le m o ra re.

E x am l let them take b m e pe y , ’ A nd they ll receive no ha rm ; Shut them all u as I have done p ” , n fa r U pon m y Wi ds or m .

d So spake our gracious lor , A nd so I end m y song ; h r s r May eaven f om r at prese ve his sheep, A nd m ay his life be long ! 84

BLYTH CA MPS

Or tire irl le behind e. , G I ﬂ M

’ in left n nv r n I M lonesom e s ce I cam ps, ’ ’ A nd o er the m oor tha t s sedgy ’ h h u hts m m ind is ﬁll With eavy t o g y d, Since I pa rted with m y Betsy ’ h Whene er I turn to view t e place, The tears fall down an d blin d m e ; When I think on the cha rm ing grace i Of her I left beh nd m e.

m r ll The hours I rem e be we , ’ When first from her they m ov d m e ; i m es m hea rt doth tell The burn ng fla y , ’ ’ Since first she o wn d she lo v d m e

r h f som e o ne fair an In sea c o d gay, Several doth rem ind m e ; m da rlin lo ves m e I know y g well, ’ Tho I left her behind m e .

' The bees shall cease to m ake a store, The dove becom e a ranger he falli r r r T ng wate s cease to oa , ’ efor I l er han h r B e l ev c ge e . h u a l ro i i m d E ac m tu p m se fa thful a e, By her whom tea rs rem ind m e ’ I bless the hours I pass d a way

With her 1left behind the.

m ind her im a e will retai My g n, Whether asleep or waking 0 to e m lo 1h pe se y ve again, . r her m heart i i Fo y s break ng. ’ r I hance to o ha t a If e e c g t w y , ’ A dd she has n ot resign d m e ; ’ I ll reconcile m y m ind and stay

With her I left behind m e .

In 1 n ear Bl th there was a n encam n 1 795 , y pme t, the o f which conﬁftin o f 1 re im ents of hor f , g 3 g fe a nd oot, were rev iewed on the a 8th of A u ult that ear b th Duk of Yor in g , y , y e e k, the prefcnce f f f a o upwards o pea tors. 85

’ BEA MONT s LI H U G T H ORSE .

’ W E m arch d from the cam s with our hearts full p of woe, ’ O n board of the transports we fo rc d were to go N o d rum s the did beat nor no trum ts did sou d y , pe n , ’ ’ I n il and sadness e r r s ence w t udg d o er the g ound.

’ ’ N o m ore o n our horses we ll r e o er the la p anc p in, F o r they drive us away like sheep to be slain O ur friends a nd ac uaintan we lea o e h q ce ve n th s ore, ’ A r nd we ll neve be seen in Old E ngland m ore .

’ W hen arm d on our horses a wa we did ride , y , ’ A ll ra n to see Bea um ont s Light H orsem en pa rade ; ’ B ut a ll these ﬁne tim es a re with us no w all o er, l l o r Fo r we shall return to O d E ng and n m o e.

r orse r o n ave W e listed fo h m en, ou c u try to s , They told us ﬁne stories of Beaum ont the brave ;

But now he has sold us to add to his store, ra ns r fr m l nd to ack no A nd t po ted o E ng a com e b m ore.

W e m ounted our horses and rode through the town, W e hid us i holes a n o r ns we lard do n n , d u gu w : s l ri a f rs N ow ee the Newcast e folks d ve aw y ea , ’ nd no e r he r V l n eers A w se the b av ry of t i o u t .

od e ou r oble o n m a h rei n G sav n king, and l g y e g , d d hi ra sol ie rs his ri hts to m aintain A n sen m b ve d , g them o n u sh re But do no t deceive them , kee yo r o , ’ 1i s r That they m ay defend you ti t m e i no m o e.

Farew ll to all cam and farewell to all towns e ps, , We ff ll n m ore like dra oons go o a footm en, o g ; ore For hard is our fate, and it rieves us full s , ’ hen far ell dear E n lan we ll see thee no m ore. T ew , g

r i ise Farewell to our wives, and our sweethea ts l kew ; ’ ’ ’ Tho we re driven to battle y et we ll bullets despise a i A nd if its o ur fortune to return o nce ga n,

’ ‘ ri es and bid adieu to the m ain. We ll bring store of ch , A Song in P ra ise of tire

ME N V * K E E L OLU NTE E RS.

- - White ock e . Tune 7 C ad

r t the b ri COME ﬁll a b um pe o m , A nd d rink success to George our king ; ’ ’ l ot be fea r Of France and Spain et s n d, ' ’ Since o ur K eel L ads have volunteer d

To m r d a nd darin foe eet the p ou g , A nd le h Frenchm en o t the haug ty kn w, That our Keel Lads are b rave a nd free, ’ A nd Neptune s favourites will be.

h r lo our entle ales Ze y , b w g g , ’ ’ 1o K Lad s hi rin A nd ur ee s v g sa ils, ’ A nd waft them o e r the raging sea ; For our defenders t hey will be :

L o ! D uncan o f the Tex el boasts, Nelso n them in the Nile did toast ; ’ The Briti sh ﬂa the re r g y su e to sway , A nd Fr enchm en take to Norway .

With s irits heroi an s im e p c d ubl , Our lads are brought up o n the Tyne ; The will our f s i h orr ll y oe w t s o wﬁ , When once they sail from Newcastle Where bullets ﬂ and canno s oar y n r , ’ They ll sweep the seas from shore to shore A nd all the wo rld their wonders tell H uzza , Keel Lads o f Newcastle !

On board the a win i a L p g Fr g te.

’ ’ bravadoes we ll treat with disdain Bonapatte s ,

Like the heroes of Britain, who rule on the m ain ; ’ d fo ard in Bri i W e will boldly sta n rw tann a s cause,

h r reli ion her libert and laws . To protect e g , y

f ne 8tc. Sons o Ty ,

M RY OF TH Y A E T NE .

’ W H AT pleasure oft tis to reveal The pain or raptu re which we feel; ’ Tis bliss while either we im part heti h r U nto a sym pat c ea t, t he r Just like to that swee a t of thine, l r of the T ne My love y Ma y y .

I lose when near thee all m , , y care, Wh from thee I am all d ir en , espa ; bosom heaves with a x io i My n us pa n, U ntil I m eet with thee a ain g , W hat a re these adverse an s f in p g o m e, My lovely Mary of the Tyne ?

Sa is it fro th ea eou y, m y b ut s ’ O r is i from h n t ral r t t y a g ace, i it th n eli m ind O r s y a g c , ’ ’ o m bin d O r is it ev ry ne co , in o ne swee form divine Mak g t , My lovely Mary of the Tyne ?

’ Should it be love thou dst sur f r i , e o g ve ? That is the food o n which I live ; ’ But if thou should st that bliss d n e y, Then m ust thy faithful lover die ; li r hi Or nge out s life supine, Fo r lovely Mary of the Ty ne !

’ t h o i A wjust uke a c ew pg tail, She brought in this jacky se funny ’ Sir that s better an Says she, , th ale a h A nd held out her h nd for t e m oney . Rum te idil y, 8cc.

’ hr to a if o There s t ee pence p y, y u please ’ ’ ’ A wsta t d an awgapd like a ninny : ’ C d sm ash thee, awll sit a t m a ease, ’ ’ A n not stir till aw ve spent a halfguin ’ wdr k till uite bli A wsat an a an q nd, ’ at an o Then aw g to g g t the door, ’ But deel sm ash a r cou d awfind, ’ ’ f A n fell flat 0 m a yess on the floor. Rum te i dily,

r e la There awlay fo ever s ng, And dream t about rivers a nd ditches ; ’ sin i thi When waken d, was g ng s song ’ ’ f‘ Sm ash ack thou s wet a m a r h , j y, b eec es. ’ h u e san i wa tr A n fait ! b t th g t s ue, F r had been se revailin o jacky p g, ’ ’ d is hi el uickl H e wh tled m s q y through, ’ ’ An the chairs an tables were sailing . Ru i il m te d y, 8m .

i ent m a wa s heam e Then ris ng, aww y , ’ ’ ’ d a the door an cr d nn A wknock t , y , Je y ’ Cann m an is te la m e Says she, y , , i inn Or been wadin n Tyne, m a h y ? ’ I troth, she was like for to dee, ’ o r i h r A n just by the w t el eve e , ’ hr The water s been wayin t ough m e, ’ ’ i r A n this jacky s a gay dece ve . Ru te il m id y,

’ dri a ai If e er aw nk ja cky g n, h bit h of la m a adviser May t e c a ss, , li down m a th a ne Loupa ve ro at, with sta

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li ia e nex t a ears i si Ga Sj v ( ) pp n ght,

d d b h r. h r urroun e y e c a m s, H er handsom e form which shines so bri ght, a ch outhfu l bosom ar E y w m s. Ye ouths withdraw our ishful e y y w yes, N or longer on her gaze ; or were your hearts as cold as ice,

H er beam s would m ake them blaze.

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Sweet Celi a (f ) nex t demands our That lovely nut- brown m aid ! h ld h r harm in ﬂowin i Be o e c g g ha r, ' ’ In etty locks display d She 6 s each bosom So graceful is her m ein ; H er com ely features all admire;

Where thousand lovesare scene

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e la o ia the oun th Se F (g ), y g, e gay, ’ f ir For grace ul a renown d, ’ H er m ien m o re bright than ﬂowry May; ’ ’ r t r Wi th ev y beau y c own d . i er beauteous s ster 5 nex a rs . H ( ) t ppea , ’ Whom wond rous charm s adb rn ; he l l d ach b T ove y oe e osom cheats,

With beauties like the m orn .

X . ’ i i a s 5 f The nex t we v ew s J uli ( ) ace, ’ For com ely features lov d er golden locks still add a l h ’d To what al earts approv . H 3,

— ‘ — s Mite H nr. Mils F tt f Mifs 8—5 6

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’ For knaves determ in d on his doom ' Two of the wo rst were F ox and N orth ’ i d a nd in their These he d splac , room ’ H ad station d Pr " , and m en of worth.

’ ’ he sove i r r T assuage t re gn s g ief and ca e, l al feelin e A nd oy g to x press, ’ I rial London s duteous a or mpe m y , ’ h h hr i r A pproac d t e t one wth an add ess.

ounti and ns r h o C es, tow , and bo oug s to , ’ Thr n thi k and r r sses ai o g d c , thei add e p d, T eir ri e o unde eive an sh w h p nc t c , d e ’ ’ H o wtwice ten yea rs he d been betray d

’ ’ c s e or to irtue form New a tl s m ay , v d, (Cha rles the upright and the good ’ ’ Who e n s refrain d and nobl sc rn ti s ha d , y o

To stain with tra nsa tla ntic blood.

l h i co fess A tem perate zea , e d d n , Becam e each lover of his king ’ Then all join d him in an address ; l di i i n A nd thousands warm y d t s g .

and m ore true wha need of r 2 A b , ( t wo ds ) A nd of all loyal m en the ﬂower ’ — wu e lo I m ean N ed C g s l s of rds, ’ m i ister in o Who prais d each n p wer.

’ e h n l The fancy seiz d l ac ob e peer, ’ Pushi ng the tankard fo am ing o er had lord Umbr e but been here (0 ag , But we shall never see him m ore !)

f irl s a e i N ow a y at the s g d van, ’ A nd silence call d to every box . ’ L th n our ki a e r m an et s a k ng, y eve y , For turning out lord Nortls and Fon .

thern th will not ref s The notes of their bre ey u e, less ise do that if the chu L et other ba nkers w , y se ; ’ The u lic the ll serve their cash take and bills di o un p b y , , sc t, E x t at h n e ho urs to an am ount cep C a g , y ; A n r fu io and tax es and of A m erica he l s d when p o s n , t o s, ’ ld s in —ﬁrm ill sta nd the ca l O E ngland ha ru d w S e Cr oss . Th our rels ill sn r t w su os e critics dogg w ee a , e pp e,

’ ' ’ But Stu s who s a G BN U S has m easur d them and kno /, , , ws , Like a sh n a las the ar ﬁt and conve oe o t y e , y ’ O u inte om l t l a n it s needless to sa r ntion c pe e y , d y, N e n T ne r o m er i l wcastle, E x cha ge, y , o C m c a Mu t in ritin as wel a in ra s yield to us w g, l s nk, i he — nd hi a est han No kn ght can t y boast a we s m j y t k.

, i tr t La”d W I ir uncan H de S a (fwd a S J o D , , i , , ’ E9 E d

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No. 89.

d T Pence Va lue recei ved . or Bea rer on Dem a n the Sunsof wo ,

- . a tsma n“B ank N ewes t r a n 24 J a n 1784. b . , y

or Sir J . D unca n Hid ra L t Awl Se F , s, St p, as , , if lf.

J acob E nd .

d E nt J ae Ba ch, .No. 89:

N . B . Our E la tes (id le a nd Co er ta len . j , pp

’ ' Out of theft: four banks onl ai 2 s e h : 1 . y taro nowrem n, 081 ) . . t e a Newc N e, and the Tyne. 99

AN E LE Gr,

TO TH E ”I MORY OF T H E R I G H T H ONOU RABLI Ti l l

LORD RAVE NSWORTH ,

Who aw J a nua r 30a 1 84 A , y , 7 , ged 76 .

L I D E LL f r ll ll D , a ewe !to a true Britons dear, W e m ourn in heart and sh d the friendl , e y tear Yet not fo r thee our e es in tears we s tee — y p, O ur grief is selﬁsh for ourselves we weep o dea N loss by th the worthy can sustain, W are the losers—a nd our loss th ain e y g . The rich have lost b th lam d end , y y ente , The best of nei hbours and the oor a g ; p friend. 0 Ra v e n swo a 'rn !thy hospitable door ’ ’ Receiv d the wealth and reliev d he r. y, t poo ’ ’ ’ rn d wi th ev r ir u A do y v t e, ev ry grace ’ ’ W hich nature e er to o bes wd n hum an race .

o h lon lif l ri Thr ug a g e, ex am pe b ght thou shone ! ’ — ’ By all belov d t Noweach regrets thou rt gone ! " ’ Thy suﬁ rings here were weigh d ; nor shall thy death Be m ore tha n ceasing of thy m ortal brea th ; ’ Th Master calls ri e for th Master s o y , p y j y , W he re love and bliss e u ri ht m i l , th p g nd em poy . S ea k e who knew him b st h an p y , e , w at m an c sa y, That L I DD E L L co uld the dista nt friend betray ! T friendshi true no scandal from his o o p , t ngue ;

o hur a fri n d his foe a wron . T t e d, or o g ’ ’ tr t b tr en uir d and careful sou h For u h e y d, q , g t, ’ ’ ’ Yet lov d the m an altho h diﬁ rent thou h e g t. ’ W ho s ri ht !he l ft to th t decisive da g e a y, ’ W hen tru th s bri ht beam hall hin h ut alla g s s s e wit o y. ’ ’ ’ e er a n i n he n N sw y d by ot o s, nor to sc m es co ﬁn d, r as a h ho H is b e t w s Open to t e nest m ind.

Whatever noble warm th could recom m end, The t h ti e nd the constant friend jus , t e ac v , a Wh r rea r ood w can adore ateve g t o g e , ’ — Center d in him ln him alas!no m ore.

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’ ’ They ve brav ry aboon the een A nd when on Throckley H igh Fell ’ Th Newcastle chaps (1a no t engage Ri e the Wallsend ﬂ . h T e bonny , &c.

To see them shug tben runn hen shut, A nd then fall down or lye still ’ w n i s tter than la 0 u s ! t be a p y , The bonny Wallsend Riﬂe.

Wi th re h bravery to kill the F nc , Long m ay their bosom s high ﬁll A nd long m ay m onny o n us sing.

The bonny, arc.

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castle e sons of fair Fr e COME , haste to New , y e dom , ’ You ll there see a sight that will banish your fears ; A si t that would terri fy ’ Volunt r e sight I allude to s our brave ee s.

’ d i a ro ith the rave As cia n A rrang n w, w b so tio ; sh d so allant are lik ise in line The Gate ea , g , ew ;

Our Volunteers to o, the defence of the nation,

You likewise will see the bright Legio n of Tyne.

Sunderla d ith r ler assem ble The n too, w A til y ; The Shields and the H ex ham with ardour appears ; ' h f ble The s t o these heroes would make Bonney trem , Co d he get s peep at our brave Volunteers. 108

’ Riﬂe r s I m ust too raise our m ri Yc fa m d co p , p y e t ; ’ You ll always be ready when glory does call ’ ﬁr d i h fre edom with a rdo ur it The whole wt , and spir , ’ k e bo s f m "I When l an d by th y ro the E nd of the W all.

Patrio ts assembled on th rand oc sion Yo u is g ca , ’ A sight that s so noble each wounded m ind cheers ; ’ io They ll alwa ys be ready to repel invas n,

A nd m erit the title of brave Volunteers .

r a r still o r m inds May cou age nd candou all y u govern, Your zeal in the pages of histo ry will shine r v r i Be true to yo u co untry and just to your So e e gn,

Y f f r r om of Wear and of T ne . e sons o ai F eed , y

TH E TOKE N MONGER.

a so me .

— ri bra h Tune E n go g .

’ laint of m ou r d s rro w o r ss TH E p a rne , e so ppe d with, ’ ’ as thro D ea n treet ass d c u h m Late, S p , a g t y ear ; ’ Twas a poor Token Monger, who prudence unbless d with, ’ H r eiv d for rcm m tion a trim se ere . ad ec ﬁ ﬁ , m ing v ’ H e az d on the ca ution ' with wonder dum b founded g l , J

is ear elf- i o r se l a H d s m p tance vere y w s wounded, A t such a long list of Opponents co nfo unded

The token: he issued, were tokens of woe.

ll- - d e oor Token Mo r A h we a day !sai th p nge , ’ M ro ect is uted m Mint : at a stand y p j sco , y ; las ! h s e h I m ust cherish no lon er A t e w et ape, g , Of Jehu- like driving four in hand . ’ o h wh !e r i dre ill i e ultin y e n day am s us ve x g, ’ W hy did I m y neighbours ne er thi nk of consulting ! o w rief from their a t st resultin N g ﬁ so ho ile g, com pels m e to issue the tokens of woe !

A caution a ain“. the b t ned 1 n s u l 1 g okens flg y 18 perfo s, wa p bli h v ed s6th No em ber, 1811. 104

’ ’ I ve s orted rare lo ic I ve stuck not at bou in p g , nc g, ’ ’ I ve prov d m yself rich as a cr e w: in bra ss ’ ’ I ve am us d the whole town with m y vaun ting a nd ﬂouncing ; ’ But vain are m labours the token: won t y , [um Vain too is th friendshi dear Butterfl ll y p, y Bi y , Of all m su orters m ost noi y pp , sy a nd silly Wilt tho u still take m y tokens ? sweet daffa - down - dilly Oh !those which I issue are tokens of woe !

’ Vanit whis er d m e ohn thou rt le y p , J a c ver, ’ Thy ne ighbou rs bey ond their o wn noses can t see ; foolishl tho u ht so bu never o h never I y g , t , , W as m ortal m o re sa dl en h n e y m ista k t a m . D own fro m our windows m friends snatch our a y , y , y ppers, The ridicule no w of all rta rer r a nd ga/terr 3 Som e wa am ' fearful will ive ou he z g I g y t v aj asrr, B offerin ou a m ent in tokens f y g y p y o woe. K

x e a clerks m loud lamen ion Join, O y p y , y tat s, Co m e m y ill luck sym pathetic deplore ’ dis ount ou reckon d but such ex ecta io On c y , p t ns, l m ood friends o m ust cherish no A as ! y g , y u m ore. e s od hel m e !wh wh should m ! Tok n !G p y , y I ake them N either will Pitm en or K eelm en now take them ; ’ in heir wa ers the scru le to sta h E en t g , y p ke t em , Oh !none m ust I issue b ut tokens of woe !

No m ore o f his sorrows the m use hath recorded, ’ ’ Tho tun efully still he be wail d his sa d fate For listning n o lo nger enjo ym ent afforded

The ev ni was chill the hour it was late . e ng y , A h thou ht I as uick ho m eward now was re airin , g , q I p g, ’ Tis ust ith ll wr on - b a ds resu m tious and darin j w a g e , p p g, In their ro ts th n with the m eans never s uarin p jec , e e d q g,

Still bafﬂed the issue th tokens of woe. , y e

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FOOTY A GAIN TH E WALL.

1 Son much run J anie Tea r: a o b t . g g g , y ke Pitmen Lon B nt g e on .

FRA Benton Bank, to Benton town, ’ ’ There s not a Pitm an s raw

whe et to e Moo So n ye g th r Yate, ’ la P y footy again the wa . hen hie f n T ooty, a d how ’ A nd footy again the wa A nd when e et to the y g Moor Yate, ’ P a foot a ain the l y y g wa . ife The w went down the Moor Lounin, ’ A n d let her basket fa

r hen she at to the Moo r Fo w g Yate, ’ ’ fo t a ain the wa Play d o y g .

Then hie, & c. ’ e stob road s a stob lace Th y y p , ’ ’ A nd som e 0 the stobs are la ; ’ ’ But still there s som e that s hi h enou h g g , ’ or ot a ain the wa F fo y g .

Then hie, &c. ’ H l a hol l The o y Stone s y pace, ’ The trees are thick and la ;

But they are nought to the Moor Yate, ’ For footy again the wa .

Then hie, 8tc. in S uare is a bonn lace Wapp g q y p , ’ The houses are but sm a ’ m et ere s ro e h But in the y th om noug , i ’ For footy aga n the wa .

Then hie, &c. d id not like the hou e The la y d s , For the air it was raw;

It was sweeter far at the Moor Yate, ’ For footy again the wa .

Then hie, ate. d n la Young C ud y is a bon y d, ’ ’ A nd Robin s tall a nd sm a ‘ t if o u om e to w r oiav end Bu y c o u t n , ’ ’ They ll footy again the wa . Then hie, arc. ‘ TH E BATTLE OF OTTE RBU RN.

F an /st the th o Au ust 1 88. g 9 f g , 3

Fro m an old MSS.

YT fell abow ht the La m g asse tyde, Whan husbo ndes w nne ther h e y ay , The dow ht e D ow lasse bo w n him d g y g y d to ry e, In Ynglond to ta ke a praye :

' The erlle of F ffe i o ht r ﬂ y y , wth wg en st y e, H e bowynd him over So lway he rete l e r r r T g wo d eve togethe yde, h t f r T a raysse they m ay rewe o aye.

’ O ver tterca ll h O p hy t ey cam i n, ' nd so do n e ﬁ r e A wy by Rod ly e e ag , ’ on r ne Le on he h n U p G e yt t y lyg ted dowy , ’ Styrande m any a stage

Cam den in hi s Bri a nia a ives the followin account , t n , p ge 85 0, g g o f this battle There ha ened this ear 1 88 a t O tterburn pp y , ( 3 ) , in N orthum berland a fl ut en a em ent between the Scots and , o g g E n ilh z—Viétor in (idea an d a t lull: gl y three or fou r tim es chang g , x in with the Scots f H enr Pi rc for his outhful fo rward fi g ; or y e y , ( y nefs b - na m ed H otf u r ho m ded the E n liib was him felf , y p )w com an g , taken rifoner a nd lo o s n an d William Dou lafs p , ll: r5 00 f hi m e ; g , the Scots eneral fell wi the reatelt art of his arm fo that g , , th g p y ; never was there a r a i n a n ce of the m artial rowefs o f bo th ” g e ter it p na Sir who i a ives a 11111 tions. John Froyfart ( l ved t that tim e) g a ccount of this b attle and fa s tha t it was E arl a u lafs who , y , j m es Do g was th Sco tiflt d a st e t general. Sec E asba r , R pi , U s.

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The lorde of Bow han in arm ure br h g yg t, On the Other ha nd he schall be L o rde Jhonstone and lo rd , e Max well, The to schall be w th m e y y .

l Swynton fayre fy de upon y our pryde To batell m ake yow bowen S r D av Skotte s r Water Stewards y y , y ” , S r hou of A urs n y J g to e.

H E Perss e cam e b fore h s oste T y y y , h w e r nt ll k h Whyc as ve a ge y nyg t, th D ow lasse lowde can he e U pon e g cry , I wyll holde that I have hygh}

For thou haste brente Northom berlonde, A nd done m e grete envye ; tho w haste e For thys trespasse m e don , f h l e The tone o us sc al dy .

o lasse answerde him a a The D wg g yne, ith r te r es u on h e W g e wu d p y , ’ I ha e twent a a nst h . A nd sayd, v y g y t y one Byholde and thow m aste see.

d sore Wyth that the Perssye was grevy , o h I o w sa e F r sot , as y y h s foote H e lyghted dowyn upon y , A nd schoote his horsse clone away.

d d 300 E very m an sawe that he y , That rall was ever in towght ; h r s b m froo E very m an schoote hys o s e y , h A nd lyght bym rowynde abowg t. 112

H ar e Perss e toke t e f lde This syr y y h y , I sa e Fo r soth, as yow y Jesu C ryste in heven on hyght l h l tha da e Dyd he pe ym wel t y .

ow ande ther as n But nyne th s , w o m oo ; The cronykle wyll not layne Forty tho wsa nde Skottes That da y fowght them agayne.

e battell b anne to o n But when th yg j y e, kn h In hast ther ca m a yg t, fa r furth hath he The letters y tayne, A nd thus he sayd full ryght :

lo rde our father he retes owwell My , y g y , Wyth m any a noble knyght H e desyres yow to byde That he m ay see thys

he baron of Grastoke s co o of T y m wt the west, W yt h bym a noble co m panys ; ll the lo e at our fathers th n h A y g y ys yg t, nd he battell fa ne wold h A t y e t ey see .

love sa d s r H ar Pers e Fo r Jesus , y y ye sy , d ed fo r ow and m e That y y , o m lorde m fa ther a a ne Wende t y y g y , thow sawe m e n t h e A nd saye o wyt y e.

trowth s l ht to o nne Skott sh kn ht My y pyg y y yg , m e not to la ne Yt nedes y , hat I schulde b de b m u on th T y y p ys bent, A nd I have hys trowth agayne

A nd f that I w nde off th s r y y y g owende, For soth onfo w hten a g aw ye, H e wolde m e call but a ko warde knyght Yn h s londe anOther da e y y .

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Ther was no freke that ther wolde ﬂ e y , ' t st ﬂel tn sto wre an stood Bu y y c , Ych o ne hew n on Other wh ll the m ht dr e y g y y yg y , W th m an a ba llefull bronde y y y .

Ther was sla ne u on the SkOtt y p es syde, r th an sertenl Fo so d y , S r am es a D ow las ther was la y J g s yne, at a e h t he co de Th d y t a w dye .

r l f ta h The ye l e o Men ye e was slayne. G rysely gro ned uppo n the gro wyn d ; S r D a v Skotte s r Water Ste arde y y , y w , r urs onn Sy Jho o of Ag t e .

S r Cha rlles Morre in that la e y y p c , That never a fo te wold ﬂee ; S r H u h Ma x well 3 lo rde he was y g , , ' la Wyth the D o wg sse dyd he dye .

her was sla ne u on the Sko t s de T y p t es y , or oth s I ow e F s a y say , For fowre and forty tho wsande SkOttes l “e t t e e a n bu yght ne waye.

Ther was sla ne u on the Yn l h y p g yss e syde, For soth and sertenl e y , ’ A ent ll kn ht s r Jhon i zh g y yg , y F t ewe, Yt was the m ore pery .

S r m es H are t ll th r as ela y Ja bo e e w yne, Fo r b m her h er o r y t artes w e s e, ’ The ent ll L ll ther ala ne g y ove was y , ’ That th r e Pe ssye s standerd bore.

Ther was sla ne u on h Yn l sshe rte y p t e g y pe , For soth as I yow saye ; f n n h O y e thowsande Ynglyss e m en, Fyve hondert cam aways The Other were sla ne i n the f lde y y , C r ste ke e ther sowlle from w y p s o, Seying ther was so fewe fry ndes

A gaynst so m any a foo .

Then on the m orne they m ayde them beerys Of b r h a d ha sell ra e y c , n y g y ; Many a wido we wyth wepy ng teyres r The m akes they fette a waye .

Thys fra ye bygan at Otterbo rne Bytwene the nyghte and the daye ; ‘ Ther the D ow la l t h l ﬂ e g s os ys y , d h a A n t e Perssye was lede waye .

h Then was ther a Scottys prysoner tayne, S r H e e Mont o m er was h s e - y w g y y nam , r th I w e Fo so as yo say , H e borrowed the Perssye home

Now let us all for the Perssye praye, T s m f h O Je u ost o m yg t, f To bryng hys so wlle to the blysse o hcven, h Fo r he was a gentyll knyg t.

TH E BATTLE OF OTTE RBOURNE .

IT fell and abo ut the Lam m as tim e ,

When husband m en do win their hay , h s E arl D O U G L a s is to the E nglis wood , ’ A nd a with him to fetch a prey .

h H e has chosen the L m n sa v s lig t, With them the gallant G o un o n s ga y, A nd the E a rl o f e n withouten strife, And Sir H u c n Mo n r c o m s uv upon a grey.

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ield thee to ou braken bush 0 y y , on on li ll lee That grows up y y .

A s in that bush a bier there be, ’ h lif an t For it I d save t y e d hee.

i d to a b raken bush I wi nna y el , N or yet will I unto a bier ; arl But I wad yield to E D O U G LAS , ’ Or Sir H U G n Mo u r c o m s a v , if he was

n as he knewi as o n - s “ A s soo t w M r o o m , ’ H e stuck his sword s point in the ground d Sir H H MO N TG O E R was a courteous kni h A n U G M Y g t, A nd he uickl brou ht him b th n q y g y e ha d .

The deed was done at Otterbourne, ’ A ut the breakin o the bo g day. E arl D O G L A S was buried at t U he brakes: bush, nd Ps a c v led a ti e a a A c p v w y.

’ TH E H UNTING o r TH E CHYVIAT.

TH E Persé owt off Northom berlonde, h nd a vowe to God m ayd e, That he wold hunte in the mountayns Of Chyvia t within dayes thre ; f h l In the m agger o doug té D og es,

A nd all tha t ever with him be.

h r l h The fattiste a tes in al C yviat,

H e sa d he wold k ll a nd car them a a . y y , y w y m feth sa d the dou hte D o las a a n By y , y g g g y , I wyll let that hontyng yf that I m ay .

fa s this Old ballad wa ne .Rieba rl S Percy y s wrote by o bea te, about ’ n I in wh the tim e of H e ry V . ole reign fcvcralJam es s were kings of

Scotland. See bis N otes on tbis f em .

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Thea worthé freckys for to fyght Ther to the wea r full fa yne , ' T ll the bloo de o wre oﬁ thea r basnet s s r n y e pe te, A s ever d heal or -ra dy n.

’ H olde the Persé sa d the D o l , , y g as, A nd i feth I shall the r n b y ge , Whet thowe shalte ha ve a ya rls wagis ’ Of a m our Scottish k n e J y y g .

u hal e ha h ra Tho e s t ve t y nsom fre, I hi ht th hea r his thin e g e t g , h m anf ll te m an et a rt tho e Fo r t e u ys y w , r I u r ht n That eve conq e yd in ﬁlde ﬁg y g.

sa d the lord Persé Nay , y e ,

I tolde it the beforne, That I wolde never yeldyde be

To no m an of a wom an born.

With that ther cam an arrowe hastely ff a m htt a ne F orthe o yg é w , H it b athe strekene the yerle D oglas

I n a t the brest bane .

Tho roue lyvar and longs bathe r a rro we s ane The sha pe y g , Tha t never after in all his lyffe days m o wordes but a n H e spaylte e, Tha t was F hte e m m rt m en , g y , y y y , da n a F or m y lyyf ys be g n.

i The Persé leanyde on h s brande, A nd sawe the D oglas de ; H e too ke the dede m ane be the hands, a d Wo a m for the ! A nd s y , y e

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h For Wetharrynton m y arte was wo, That ever he slayne shulde be ; en both hi l is ar he i For wh s egg we wyne n to, Yet he knyled and fought on his kny.

l e ith the dou hti o las Ther was s ayn w g D g , Sir H ewe the Monggonbyrry,

S Lwdale that worthé was,

son Was he.

urré in that la Sir Charles a M , p ce, That never a foot wolde ﬂe ;

Sir H ewe Max well, a lorde he was, he D o la d d h de With t g s y e y .

So on the m orrowe the m ayde them E h d h ll O birc , an ase so gra y ; us with we n tears Many wedo , py g , Cam to fach ther m akys away. i

' ar ﬁ ar Tivydale m ay c pe o c e, or hom ba rlonde m a m a ke r N t y y g eat m on, such ca ta ns s la For towe p y , a s yne wear thear, he m arc erti shall n On t h p ever be non.

“ Word ys com m yn to E ddenburrowe To am the Sko ttishe lt J y yng, ‘ hat dou heti la l il r he T g D og s, y tena nte of the m e c s, e la slean Ch i ithi H y yv Ot w n.

h es d d he weal and H is andd y wryng, A las and woe e ! H e says, , ys m Such anoth er capta yn Skotland within,

feth shuld never e. H e sayd, ye b

Worde ys commyn to lovly Londone Till the fo rt ar o r u h H u kyng,

l rd Persé le - e That o , y tenante of th merchis, sla ne h viat wit y c y hin.

Per it it B ut trust m e, cy , p y were , A nd grea t offence to kill h our harm les m A ny of t ese s en, Fo r they have do ne no ill.

L et tho u a nd I the battle tr y,

A nd set o ur m en aside. ’ A ccurs d be he lord Per i , cy sa d, h i ’ By w om this s deny d .

’ ’ en ste d a allant s uire forth Th pp g q , i r n a hi a W the ingto w s s n m e ,

Who said, I would not have it told To H enr our kin for sham e y g, ,

’ t ca in fo ht on f ot Tha e er m y pta ug o , A nd I stood looking on Y u be t o earls said W ri to o w , ithe ng n, A nd I a squire alone :

’ I ll do the best that do I m ay, While I have strength to stand ’ W hil I have ow r to wield m e p y sword, ’ I ll ﬁ ht with heart and hand g .

O r E n li sh archers bent their bows u g , Their hearts were goo d and true ; i ht of arro ws sen t A t the ﬁrst ﬂ g ,

- h Full three score Scots t ey slew.

To drive the deer with hound and horn E arl D ouglas had the bent ; ’ A ca tain m ov d with m ickle ri e p p d , The s ears to s i e p h v rs sent.

’ The clos d full fast on e i y ev ry s de, No slackness there was found ; A nd m any a gallant gentlem an La as in o r y g p g n the g ound. O Christ ! it was a ri ef g to see, A nd likewise for to hear

The cries of m en l in in thei y g r gore, ’ A nd scatter d here and there.

A t last these two stout earls di d m eet, Like captains of grea t m ight ; ’ Like lions m ov d the laid , y on load, A nd m ade a cruel ﬁ h g t.

The fou ht until the both i y g y d d sweat, ’ With swords of tem per d steel ; U ntil the blood like dro s of r , p ai n, The tricklin down did f y g eel.

Yield thee lord Perc Dou las , y, g said, In faith I will thee brin g, h re thou shalt hi h ad W e g vanced be, By Jam es our Scotish king

ransom I will freel i e Thy y g v , us re o rt of th A nd th p ee, Thou art the m ost courageous knight

That ever I did see.

0 D ou las uoth earl P r , g , q e cy then, ' Thy proﬁ er I do scorn ; I will not yield to any Scat er et r That ev y was bo n .

hat there c Wi th t am e an arrowkeen, ut of an E n li h o O g s b w, Which struck earl D ou las g to the heart, A deepand deadly blow

Who never s oke m r r p o e wo ds than these, Fight on m m erry m en all ; For wh m liye is at a n end y, y ”, Lord Percy sees my fall.

' A inst sir H u h Mont o ga g g mery, So ri ht the shaft he se g t, The grey - goose - wing that was thereon

- I n his heart blood was wet.

This ﬁght did last from break of day Till setting of the sun ; For when they rung the even ing- bell

The battle scarce was done .

With the earl Piercy there was slain ir hn of O e n S Jo g rto , ' r R rt Radcl ﬂ n sir h Si obe y e, a d Jo n, Sir Jam es that hold ba ron

i ir or e nd oo A nd, wth a Ge g , a g d sir James, kni hts of ood a ccount Both g g , d sir Ral h Ra b there was l i Goo p y s a n, e id surm Whose pro w ss d ount.

heri n on needs For Wit gt m ust I wail, A s one in doleful dum ps r he his le s were s i Fo w n g m tten off, fou ht u on his stum H e g p ps.

A nd with earl D ouglas there was slain Sir H ugh Mo ntgom e

Sir Charles C urrel, that rom the ﬁeld One foot would never ﬂy ;

' Sir Charles Murrel of Ratcliﬂe too, ’ H is sister s son was he ’ Sir D avid Lam b, so well esteem d,

Yet saved could not be.

A nd the lord Max well, in likewise, D id with ea rl D ouglas die : Of twenty hundred Sco ttish spears

- d fl Scarce fifty five di y . Of fifteen hundred E n lish n g me , W ent hom e but fifty- three The rest were slain in Che vy Chase, U nder th reen o r e g wo d t ee .

x i Ne t day d d m any widows com e, Thei r husba nds to bewail ’ They wash d their wounds in brinish tears l r But all wou d not p evail.

’ Their bodies bath d i ur le blo d , n p p o , They bore with them a way ’ is They k s d them dead a thousand times, When they were clad in clay .

This news was rou ht to Edin r h b g bu g , ’ Where Scotland s kin did rei n g g , That brave earl Douglas suddenly

Was with an arrowslain .

‘ 0 heav news ! ki am es did s y ng J ay,

Scotland can witness he, I have nut any captain m ore

Of such account as he .

Like tidin s to kin H enr g g y came, W hi n ho a it a s s rt a sp ce, That Percy of Northum berland h e Was slain in C evy Cln s .

i Now God be with him ! said our k ng, ’ o r Sith twi.ll n bette be ; I trust I have within m y realm Fi ve hundred as good as he.

Yet shall not Scot nor Scotland say, But I will vengeance take ; m all A nd be revenged on the , ’ For brave lord Percy s sake

Man re he o y we t m ens, Our ruin s om i wa c ng, ’ the flo wer of our nation was cali d to array Our kin d tion g at evo ,

St A ndrewdid ca ution, ’ si h d s with sorrow h to h id a g a e im d s y,

Sir in this ex i io , ped t n, You must have am bition ; ’ From the com pany of wo m en yo u shou d keep ’ When the s c l d pe rre this dec ar , ’ It quickly disappear d Bu it r r t where eti ed no m an could espy.

The ﬂowers of the nation ’ Were call d to their sta tion, With valiant i nclination their banners to display ; To Burro w- Mui r resorti ng, Their i ht for orti r g supp ng, r r nde zin n di A nd the e e vou g, e cam ped

But another bad o m en, That vengeance was com in i r h oi d did in Ed nbu g , a v ce a n

A s heraulds, i n their station, W i th l d r lam atio ou p oc n, a ll o in E l die nam e ur barons ng and to .

h s ke T e e words the dem on spo ,

A t the thro ne of Plotcock, ’ t h r d their a arin a o intin the da I c a g ppe g, pp g y The r i its he rin p ovost, n a g, l f arin The sum m ons great y e g, ’ l d to his Maker the sam e did den . Appea , y i ’d m any gr ev , ’ A s m any m isbeliev d ; ’ But forward they m arch d to their:destiny From th nc to b border e e y o , ’ i order They m arch d n good , ’ The Merse- m en and Forrest they join d the 139

’ n l nd s in asion E g a v , their rsua i It was pe s on, To m ake restitutio n for their cruelty ; But O fatal Flodoun There ca m e the wo down ; a A nd our royal nation was brought to dec y.

r ilin an . urnin Afte spo g d b g, in Many ham eward return g, With our king still the nobles an d vassals abide ’ To Su n a s v s proud vaunting, H e a nswers but da unti ng ; The king would await him whatever betide.

The E nglish advanced To where they were stanced ; ﬁ ld it o nched by na ture, the e s l h f rin To ﬁght the E ng is ea g, ’ A nd aham d their retiring ; i But alas I unperceived was their subt lty .

i hl i Our H g and battal on,

So forwa rd a nd valiant, ’ he broke from their ra s a nd th on to T y nk , ey rush d With hackin d slashin g an g,

A nd bro d s ords a - da hi a w s ng, ’ hro the fron of T t the E nglish they cut a full way.

But, alas ! to their ruin, A n a m bush pursuin were surrounded with num bers too high

The Mersev m en and Forest, ’ The urf h y S red t e sorest, ’ the left in w g were in clos d the same way.

Our m en in r s to pa tie , h l u r e T e batt e in three q a t rs, Upon our m ain body the marl sm en did play bi 2

O ﬁckle fortune !

' Why this cruel sportm g ? Wh l y this perpex ing poor sons of a d ay Th fro wns anno y c t fear m e, r m il a N o s es c nnot chear m e, ’ Since the Flowers of the Forest are a wed

VE RSE S

: ON J J M E S r a m 17 th, or scoru N n ,

Who ll ’ fe a t the Battle of Flodden.

’ ‘ ’ ’TWA S he that rul d his Country s heart With m ore than Royal sway l d saw h r a es But Scot an e J m depart, ’ i A nd sadden d at h s stay . — She heard his fate she wept her grief m her o wn her darlin hi f That Ja es, , g C e , s r Wa gone fo everm ore . ’ But this she learnt, that e er he fell, Oh Men ! Oh Patri ! m ark it ll ( , , ots we )

H is Fellow Soldiers round his fall, ’ o d him lik a li in all E ncl s e v g w , i h Mix ng t eir friendly gore.

a of Flodde done N or was the d y n , ’ ’ l u hter d one b one Till they were s a g , y , A nd this m ay serve to shew When Kings a re Patriots none will ﬂy ’ die Whensuch a King was doom d to , l a h fore o ? Ob , who wo u d D e t g

0 A m on the various anti uities reserved in the H eralds Coll g q p ege , o ndon there re the Sword Da er and Tur uois Rin a L , a , gg , q g, of J m es “h is Sco la d slain at th ba l of F d n the , of t n , e tt e led c . a s

H E BATTLE o r RE ID T SQU AIR.

Fou ht ul th ( g J y 7 ,

ul seventh the sut e to a ON J y , h s y, A t the Reid S uair h r st q t e t y was set. O ur wa rdens the aﬂi x the d y t ay, A nd a s the ro m ist sac th m y p , ey et ’ ‘ A llace that da I ll n eir fo rzet y , ’ W as sure sa e fei r d, a nd then sae fain, Th m thair us i e fo r e ey ca j t c to g t, Will n ir r i c m a ain ev g e n to u g .

C a a m c n a r n was our warden then, H e usit the coun tre to convene ca y , d e lair W T T h o rth m an A n th d A , t at w y , Brocht in h is surnam e weil be sene The A n m s 'r n a u c s that ay haif bene h rd hou se b t n t a hail A a y , u 0

The E n t ro r r s ho nours to m entain,

Brought in the laif of L rn m sn a m -z.

h T rn u , e i eid T en w a cam to wth sp ,

The Scheriff brocht the D O U G LA S doun, With C na u s r a n s La n s 'r a n s ude a t neid , G , g ,

i - r wn Ba th Rewis wa te and H a wick To .

B u n en n s r b ul i him o un c a a dly m a d b , With all the Ta u m s n s s stran a nd stout ‘ g ; Th R 'r r m a s with rit ten uo e v m n n , g o , i h u Convoy t the town of Jedbruc o t.

With other Clanns ll I can no cht te , B ca use o r wairni de e u ng was nocht wy , i ur Be th s o folk hes tane the fell, A nd plantit pallio ns thair to byde W e i nkit d n t uthe r d ow he sy e,

d sa . ae A n w cum briesting o wr the br , A d ' n Sir G no me s Fo s r nn was thair gyde, With fyftene hundrid m en and mae 144

r i him sai r that da I trow It g e vt y , VWth Sir Jo a n H rn a o m s of Schi s p ydehouse,

Because we were n0t m en eno w, H e co unted us not wo rth a so use ; ir s o a c a was entil m eik S G g , , and douse, But he was hail a nd bet a s fy t fo r ll his ra ckin cro u Bu zit a c g se, r wd the r i of the eid u r H e e a d R Sq y e .

l ith roud m en is but ai To dei w p p n, ' Fo r ether ze m aun ﬁcht or ﬂie, l e n wer m ack a ain O r e s na a s g ,

t la the heist a nd let him be. Bu p y , ’ It was nae wo ndir tho he was hie,

H ad Tr n n n n t , R s n sn a rn s a t his ha nd,

Wi th C U C K S DA I L B, G L A D SD A I L B on the

A uld H a n sa m s and N o a r n u m s s a u nn .

was our m eetin meik enou h Zit g g , n with m irriness a nd m o Begu ws, A nd at the brae abune the heugh r l The cle k sa t doun to ca l the rows, nd sum fo r k and su f r A y m o ewis,

Callit in o f D a n n n rs H o n a nd J o c x , sa cum m e rchin owre I w g the nows, h ndred Ft n n rc x s in a Fyve u ﬂock.

h ack and s eir and bowis all Wi t j p , bent, A nd warlike weapo nis a t their will ; beit the wer not weil co nte H ow y nt, Zit be m e trouth we feird nae ill

Sum zeid to dri nk, and sum stude still,

’ ds a nd d ce them s A nd sum to car y ped, h Parstein the f Qu yle on ane y yld a bill, h i i e that ﬂed A nd e was fug t v .

' m n a s n d them s eik out l C a n c ba p painly, d loke nae cause for ill nor A n c gude, uther a nswerin him full vainl The g y, o reckon ki d ude Beg uth to n an N ,

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The swallow- ta ils frae teckles ﬂew, lain i n o h i Fyve hundred s t t e ﬂ cht, t had ellets anew Bu we pest , A n h m the i d sc ot a ang m as we m cht. Wi h h of o o the am e t elp G g gade richt, Frae rym e the fore m ost of them fell ;

r h kno ho - H ynd ow e t e w, wit ut gude nicht, he ran i m on a schout and z ll T y wth y e .

A nd after th rn a ey had tu d gai n, Zi Tv t nn s u . m en they turud again, A nd had m r not bene the e chant packs, There had bene m e o f Scotland slain 3 But Js su gif the folk was fain h No put t e bussin on tha ir theis, A i h all th nd sae they ed w t air m ain, onn D m e the brae lyke clogged heis.

Sir Fu n crs Ru s se t. tane was thair,

A nd hurt, as we heir m en reherse ;

Proud Wa nnrn o r o u n was wounded sair,

A lbeit he was a Pe nnick ferss, But gif z e wald a so nldier sorche m an all s ha ni A g them wa tane t t ght, W as nane sae wordie of our verse h A s C o u n o wo o n that courteous knig t.

u H n nv i is h r Z ng e skapt ham e, u t,

A souldier scbot him with a bow, l Sca t and has cause to m ake grea t m m , For laim ing of the Laird o f Mow.

' ' The Laird Wa r r did weil indeid, ll H is friends stude stoutly by him se , i W i th little Gna n sr o n n, gude n neid, l For Gu r u s kend not gude be il .

e - i Th Sc n s a rr r wantit not gude wll, H o wbeit he m ight not ﬁcht sae fast a B ny s a n s nr , a n m and H U N T H I LL, Thr he l ee, on t y aid well at the last 16?

E x cept the horsem en of the gaird If I ould ut n o a c p m e t vail, N e stoutlier stud u f r an e o t o their laird,

N o r did the lads of L rn m sna u .

B ut little harness had we thair, But auld Ba n a n a s had on a a j ck, r ht i A nd did ic we l, 1z ou declai r, W i th all the Ta u u s u n t s at his back. de n n 'r u G u E n s a s was not to lack, ' ‘ ‘ ' Wi th K I R I O U N ; N s wr o u sr, nobill- m en . Thir is a ll the s e ials I haif s a p c p ck, rb t ha o l F o y hem t t I c u d nocht ken .

hua did inv n that d f la Q e t ay o p y ,

We neid nocht feir to ﬁnd him sune, F o r Sir J o a n Fo s 'r x n I dare weil sa , ‘ y, Maid us tha t noyso m e aftern une N ot that I s eik recisel o ut p p y , t h su osd it ald ill Tha e pp w be per , u r de a nd bre ki ut dout B t y a ng out, b , l i rr l] G art YN DA LL ads beg n the qua e .

IR M B L’ WA LLIN O FA A E OF GT N .

EN we were sill sis rs se en sisters we were so f ir W H y te v , [ ] a .

i v of us were bra e kni h s wives and died in child - be r F e v g t , d sai , ’ then ke f r abel m a rr ould she nane . U p spa ai M , y w ’ f he sam e ate wad she an I ever she cam e in m an s bed t g g . ’ g no o ws fair el for fear the broken be Make v , Mab , y , ’ r e th kni h ton askin ood- will of H e e s b en e g t ofWalling g g thee . ’ r the kni other askin . H e e s been ght [ofWallington] m , g good will of m e ;

i - With n three quarters of a year you m ay com e bury m e.

' When she cam e to allin ton and into Wallin ton- hall W g , g , ’ T l n o here she spy d her m other dea r wa ki g about the wall. ’ You re welcom e dau hter dear to th castle and th bo , g , y y wer. ’ ’ I thank ou kindl m oth r I ho e the ll soon be our s. y y, e , p y y 148

had n0t been in Wallin ton three- uarters and a da g q y , u on the round she co uld nor walk she was a p g , weary prey 5

h not been in Wallin ton three- ua rters a nd a ni h ad g q g t, ’ on the ro und she cou d not walk she as g , w a wea ry wi ht ’ g .

’ ’ here ne er a bo in this town who ll win ho Is t y se and shu n, ll run to fai Pudlin ton a bid m That wi r g , nd y m ether com e !

hen s a ke a little bo nea r u to her a - U p t p y , n [ ] kin, r erra ds o t F ull oft I have you n g ne, bu no w I will it run: ’ Then she ca ll d her waiting- m aid to bring upbread and win e ' ’ d drin k thou bonn bo thou ll ne er E at a n , y y, eat m ore of m i ne ’ s cts to m m ot Give m y re pe y her, as [she] sits in her chair

o f stone, nd ask her ho wshe likes the n w f s o A e s o even t have but on e.

m l to b rother Willia m Ral h an Give y ove m y , p , d John ; d to m sister Bett fair a nd to her hite as b A n y y , w one, ’ A nd bid h r kee her m a idenhead be sure to m ak e p , e m uch on t, ’ ’ F or if e e r she om e in m a n s bed the sa m e te c , ga will she ang A wa t§l is little bo is one as fast as he could run y y g , When he cam e here bri s were broke he la d w g , y own and ’ swum .

hen he sa w the lad he said rd m a our kee W y , , Lo y y per be ! ‘ ’ s m rett b o h ou to tell to e What new , y p y y, ast th m 2

’ l d r e as ou i in a hair Your daughter Mabe or e s m , y s t c of

stone , To ask y ou howy ou like the news of seven to have but one ; ’ da u hte r ives co m m a nds as ou sit in a chair of state Your g g y , ' i to her s ke i her we r e - a e A nd b ds you com e ic n , a y lak w k i o n to her b ro ther pgilliam Ra l h a nd ohn She g ves c m m a d , p , J r i r fa ir n to her white as bone To he s ste Betty , a d [ ] , ’ bi her kee her m aiden he d besure m ake m uch on t She ds p a , , ’ ’ ’ For if e er she com e in m an s bed the same ga te wou d she

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VE RSE S “ On a View Roa d]: Ca stle not r om of , far f

s a lu oon ﬂ cr f of Sir Walter Bla ck ”.

’ ’ ’ E R dl s l ud l TH E R s oa ey c o capt lofty hil , With hum ble da les below; i h ra its fro nt do ﬁl The m g ty c gs l,

White as if ﬂect with snow.

ks rou h Boreas r These rugged roc g sco n, ’ Nor bluSt ring JEolus dread ’ lu e to Som e as by N oah s de g rn, ir hu e m ass bed From the g y .

i sum m it hi h U pon its a ry g , rs A n antique tower appea , in b Who to the stranger pass g y, ’ d Seem s ag d a thousa n years.

h l t te Thus in its m elanc o y s a , ’ A VVi ndsor s view co m m ands

A nd to defend the brazen gate, d Ce sar and Pom pey stan s.

f n e e Within the com pass o a y , Sweet rising scenes appear feedin b There decoy flocks a g y, With stately herds of deer.

But when with m ore ex tended rays, Your circling eyes you guide :

o of N orthum herland a ears to H utchinson, in his H ist ry , pp h s his descri tion of it ha ve liked or Rothley Castle : he ﬁnis e p we be rett eno h for the rece tion of Thom as of b y ta it p y ” p i m tft or ack the Giant K : er. H ck . j 15 1

till dis la s N ature fresh beauties s p y , side ’ From Blyth to Sym m on .

t N or far from hence sta nds Codgy For , Built o n a craggy hill cl s a nd owls resort Where hawks, a nd a w , , A nd wild blue pigeons bill.

r i lo in ra brake Bo der ng, a s p g ggy , di a ears in si ht Sprea ng, pp g ; d ex tensive wa r in la ke ~ A eep , p g ,1 r s ﬂi ht With water bi d o n g .

r the su rface o at While num be s on ﬂ , ’ ’ D own diving o er and o er kins in the leasure boat W ith bum p p , re Launching fro m sho re to sho .

’ am e and G rouse in n um rous broods Grey g , , A bout Greenlighto n H ill i i hi f e s Where ppng Pa n s ﬂocks be e d ,

A round that b um ble vill,

dawn o f da Mar and ett By y, y B , H ies to the birney knows ’ liths e W he re b om e m any a m orn we ve m t, A t m ilkin of the ew s g e .

’ B Maria s m ea n ourtes ht y c y taug , When ﬂocks did chance to roam r h m t e m il i ht I wo e t e o th k ng Boug , A nd ore her l lin hom e b eg . N 2

Th view is ex t nsiv f h re m a b e t S m e e e, rom e y e se n he y on Side

ll on on si to o Bl h o n t th . H i s e de, the t wn of yt he o er A f th b as stan s n 1 t the oot of e ill on which the c tle d , ear the north west corn er o f the ark are two ﬁ ne sheets o f water com m unica ti n p , , g with ea ch other called Rattle P on ds . Form erl th we a , , y ey re t stefully o rna m ented b a shrubber which was dis osed rou nd the m ar in of y y , p g the water . A bo at and shin ta cklin were form erl ke t here an ﬁ g g y p , d n w itch s m n r the lak s v a te t as p ed in the u m er ea e , where u ita nts were lentifull r a led b the la te enero us ro rietor who fr nt! p y eg y g p p , eque a used him self at this lace. Valle . 10 v . of orthum berla p p 5 , a , N 'mI I 1 . 15 2

TH E BATTLE OF H U MBLE DOWN H ILLJI

B E . W. . A u ust ( y g 5 d ,

SIR Swinton was a doughty knight A s ever Scotland bred ; Tha n Gordon none m ore brave in ﬁ h g t,

D id ever cross the Tweed .

But deidly feuds subsisted long ween these aliant twain —v , They never m et but stra ight they fought With al l their m arti al train.

A t last they hied with ilk his band

To Bra of H um bledown , Where D ouglas and his arm y lay ’ i Wi Kn ghts of great reno wn .

h o l No wbaith afore t e D ug as stood, ’ ’ ’ d l hatef A n g owr d wi u Spite, ’ d half nsh d heir sh in e A n u eath t in g blad s, ’ ’ n A d quak d and burn d to ﬁght.

’ Then m i hty D ouglas leapd between To re d the foul debate ” , ir h cries “hrust in our laives 0 S s l e , t y g A nd quell this rising state.

The author of this suggeste d the idea from reading the verse of Chevy Cha se

’ Thi s vow full well the King perform d m bl o wn A fter, on H u ed , In one day ﬁfty K nights were slain With Lords of grea t renown .

’ f Sc t a nd the battle is In the second volum e o f Guthrie s History o o l , fully described.

A nd mine for a e - re lies y p Sir John, A nd to his breast him drew; ’ Then dubb d him ni ht while d l K g , eid y ﬂight

Of arrows round them ﬂew.

’ Then wi their m en, these valiant twain ’ ’ h d do wn the reen hil s i Rus g l s de, ’ ’ their fo wi m A nd m ongst es, o rtal blows ’ r h in lui the Thei ands b d y dy d .

’ u r k Br Like two h ge oc s on am or s brow, ’ ’ When loossen d fra their bed, That thunder do wn and overthrow i hi h cro n the l The pnes w c w g ade.

’ th thro ranks the E arl f r h Thus ey, , o Ma c Per i s fou A nd the bold c e ght, ’ A nd bluid and carnage m ark d their path ’ ’ te d a nd fo Where er they s p ught.

’ ’ A t length they re wi their gallant train ’ num bers com ass d round By p , ‘ htin fall on h s f slai A nd ﬁg g eap o n, stain with or the r A nd g e g ound.

Thus did these valiant cheiftains fall ’ Who liv d in m ortal strife, ’ ’ But lock d in one a nother s arm s, hi ’ h Dear friends p clos d t eir life .

A nd now the Scottish lines were broke ’ Wi rout and disarray A nd m any a m an was lost in [Tweed] That strove to ﬂee that day .

’ The m ighty D ouglas too was ta en ’ ’ For ne er a foot he d flee, But first five greevous wounds he got A nd also lost an eye, 15 5

W i th Gordon and with Swinton fell i h of C lender S r Jo n al , a of lhousie to Si r Ram s y D a o, W al i lair A nd Sir ter S nc .

r ord n like is di A nd Roge G o w e ed, ’ W i Walter Scot sae brave, A nd m a ny m o re of note beside ’ W ho m valour cou d not save .

’ t all ou t the ris ner e e B ut pas c n , p s w r ’ ’ W i dou ht D ou la s ta en g y g , rra A n us O rkne E a rls F ife, Mu y, g , y ,

L ord Graham a nd E rskine .

W ith eighty K nights and m a ny m ore ’ Than can ee now be to ld, ll ca tires led for ransom e sett A l , l' i arr o ur ld By y H tsp bo .

’ Fra Forth to Tweed, a swankie blade W as then a si ht o see g t , ’ ’ The co uter left in half plough d lidge La rustin i l y g n the ee .

od ros od nd le us a G p per Sc a , t s y, A nd r n o r a r n g a t u w s be do e, ’ A nd m ay we ne er see sic a day ’ A s that of H um bledown .

In the plain benea th the hill and of H um bledown m l on is a stone illar denotin the round wh r H u b et p , g g e e of the

s under E arl Do u las in the rei n of K in H enr IV. on H Scot , g , g g y oly

rood- da 1 02 had a rea t o verthrow b H enr ord Perc an y , 4 , g , y y L y d

Geor e E arl of March. Dou las ha d tered E n lan d about g g en g .the m i le of A u ust and de tr d a n ou n r dd g , s oy e d ph mdered the c t y asjfar g" On his r ‘ Newca stle. eturn to Scotlan d he wa s in tcrc by M ' “ Perc a nd was obli ed to en a e o i s a in : h a y , g g g n th pl t e tti c was so blood that the lands ained the nam e of R odri s from the sla u h er y g gg , g t ith which the wer s h i w y e tained. A m ong t e pr soners were the Ea rls

da r f ta - y we e le t dead, or ken prisonerg 15 6

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LAIDLE Y WORM — OF SPI N DLE STON H E U GH .

ir o a m J ef rey : sinuou s v olu m ina ar- t V g j f v ra , r l M171: rm hm v a i es a dv erse ro e colores, Ar r esti: borr ct squa mir ct ribila f or e a im ur cns ww dc [Ettore A rdu que g w ﬁ sh“.

A Son abo u 5 5 0 Years old m a de b the old Mountain - Bard t , y ,

unc n Frasier livin n Cheviot A . D a , g o , D . 1270.

First [zrinted fr om a n a ncient MSS

Y MR Ro n a n ‘r L A B E “ca n o r n n m B M , o n a .

in is one from Bam brou h a le TH E k g g g C st , m a the rincess m o rn Long y p u , m a she stand on the ca tle all Lo ng y s w , r r Looking fo his retu n.

h knotted the ke s u o n a strin She as y p g, ’ A nd with her she has them ta en, ’ She has cast them o er her left shoulder, e a sh is a A nd to th g te e g ne .

ed out she tri ed in She tripp , pp , She tript into the yard ; ’ m ore f r the kin s But it was o g sa ke, ’ r ueen s re ard Than fo the q g .

the kin It fell out on a day, Brought the queen with hum hom e ; h l rds in our co untr A nd all t e o , y,

To welcom e them did com e .

l o m e f th r e lad cri Oh ! we c a e , th y es, U nto your balls and bo wers ;

m s - m o ther A nd so are you, y tep , ’ i our For all that s here s y s.

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e ll d strai ht his m err m e l H ca e g y n al , They thirty were a nd three 3 I ish I were a S indleston w t p , Thi es ra e s s d pe t worm to ee.

We have no tim e now here to waste, H ence quickly let us sail nl sister Mar aret My o y g , m thin I f ar doth ail So e g, e , .

il shi with la They bu t a p out de y,

With m asts of the ro wn tree , ’ h rin Wit ﬂut g sails of silk so li ne,

A nd set her on the sea.

h i i h s They went o n boa rd. T e wnd wt peed l l h dee B ew them a ong t e p, A t length they spied an huge square tower i On a rock h gh and steep.

The sea was sm oo th, the weather clear, Wh n e roa h i h r e th y a p c ed n g e , ’ i d tpe the w K ng I a s cas y well kne , A nd the banks of Bam broughshi re.

' loo d out a her The queen k t bower window, To see what she could see ; There she espied a gallant ship Sailing upo n the sea .

When she beheld the silken sails, l lan in in the sun Fu l g c g , To sink the ship she sent away H er witch wives every one . The spells were vain ; the hags returned h ee i n o rro ﬁi l m ood To t e qu n s w , in ha i hes have no ower C ry g t t wtc p ,

Where there is ro urn- tree wood .

H er last effo rt, she sent a boat, Whi h n th h e la c i e av n y , With arm ed m en to boa rd the ship, But they were driven away . The worm le t u the worm le t p p, p down, She plaited round the stone ; A n d a y as she cam e to the land She ban ed it off a i g ga n.

The child then ran out of her reach

The ship on Budley - sa nd A nd um in in o h j g t t e shallow sea, Securep y got to land.

A nd n ow he d re whis berr - broad s d y wor , A nd laid it on her head ; A nd swore if she did ha rm to him

That he would strike her dead.

0 ! uit th sword and end th q y b y bow, A nd give m e kisses three ; For thou h I am a oiso worm g p nous , ’ N o hurt I ll do to thee .

Oh ! uit th sword and bend h q y , t y bo w A nd give m e kisses three ’ ’ If I m n ot wo n e er the sun o n , go d w , W n I hall n ver o s e be .

e uit ed his sword and hi o w H q t bent s b , H e gave her kisses three ; h re into a hole a S e c pt worm , But out stept a lady .

lo thin had this lad fi ne N O c a g y , To keep her from the cold ;

H e took his m a ntle from him about,

A nd round her did it fold.

H e has taken his m antle from him about, A nd in it he ra t her in w p , And they are up to Bam brough castle, A s f st a i a s they can wn.

H is absence and her ser nt sha e pe p , The i n had lo n de lo red k g g p , H e no w rejoiced to see them both

Again to him resto red.

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W ILLI A M BELL,

LATE A RE SIDE N T ON GATE SH E AD FELL.

R lies the or se of Willi l H E E c p am Bel , The great good m an of Gateshead Fell ’ ealous in his Master s tause Z , A strict observer of his la ws ’ H e liv d b faith and not b si h y , y g t W i th full assurance took his i h ﬂ g t,

U nto that sweet delicious coast, Wh re h0 in f i n e pe is nsit o lost.

AN E X CE LLE NT BALLAD

’ OF E CKY s MA RE

”ﬂuid: was ma de a nd com/zused by tire la te a ncient a ndfa mour t r n i n r Mr Br en n a n R ms r N or he f e , m , a m being about one

o u l s to hear of a san of dole W OLD y pea e g , d hance and ittifo w case Of yea sa c p , n owt throu h man Makes the peur m a p g y a pole, A nd leuk on m a n an unkend face ? - y

Between the Yule but and the Pasch, riv te lace where as I la In a p a p , y, rd ane si h and cr ala s ! I hea g , y, What shall I o uther dea or say ?

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A nd the that were of the w a y e ker sort, ’ The harl d her throu h the addock- eul y g p p , The leu h and said it was ood 3 a r y g , g t, hen the had d est he like a i ul W y r r ge.

’ Thus have ou heard of E ck s m e r y y a , H o w pitifully she m ade her end ; I rit unto ou far n a r w e y and e , ’ Who sa s er d ath is no w ll enn d y h e e p ,

' ’ i to oursel n I leave t y s to m e d, Tha t chance the peu r m a n need again ; ’ it ill enn d it is ell kend If be p w , ’ I o a littl f m in g t s e or y pa .

A N A S ST Z ,

Addressed to N ortlm mbrza .

s dva es all l hed i hi e O LD Janu a nc c oat n w t , ’ A nd his long- sm other d tem pests sends fo rth h untains co ld b oso m as bla ck as th i h O n t e m o , e n g t,

Sinks the dark rolling clouds of the no rth.

’ h ir windin sheets rob d a re the hills and e d es In t e g th al , A nd the verdu re no lo nger is seen ; ’ h e e slo w stream s wind their Save w er th way thro the vales, h ir r in rink ed ith r With t e m a g s besp l w g een .

m of a thor wi his os f r On the stu p n, th b om o ed, See the robin his thankful notes raise

r his crum bs - b his rece ts oh ! m a I b led Fo y p p , y e

o ive the A ll- bo n s u r i T g u teou d e pa se.

H ark !the blast sweeps the heath see the m ounta in ﬁr bend ; Thick te mpests obscure the pale sky ;

he fast- therin drift o n the hed e see descend T ga g g , A nd stream s of faint lightning ﬂash by .

T H E

’ MID FORD GALLOWAY s RAMBLE ,

B Y T H O S H I TT L E M A W .

To the Tun of a ntin ill e , R g roa ring W

’ E routin the ea l of Mar s for TH g r ces, H as given their neighbours supplies ; ’ ’ h ock d us with H i hl nd rs T ey ve st g a e horses, Like kileys fo r m adness and size The Whirligig- m aker of Midfo rd ten o ne holds such a stear H as got , ’ ’ ’ or ork ith it I ll sa f H e s had w se w w , y o r t ’ e h d ith hi m e t Than E cky e r a w s a .

’ The devil ne er sawsuch a gelding ’ A s this to be foal d of a m ear ; ’ The size ont s a sham e to be teld on, A nd yet it could skiplike a deer ; ’ l d si inn r For co our an ze (I m a s e , s the folks sa to slid I scorn, a y, e, ) " ‘ ’ I was just like H ob Trumble s Which he sold for six - pence a side.

It was a confounded bad liver, ’ Like Ferry the piper s old cat ; ’ It ne er could be brought to behaviour, Though it has got m any a bat ; ’ d in ti - rin in It had been so spoil pb g g, It verit his poor heart every day ; d in Som etim es with biting an ﬂ ging, A nd som etim es with running away .

rha s it was r u ht u a T r Pe p b o g p o y, A nd knew the poo r m an for a Whig ak hor of the stor But just to m e s t y, ’ I ll tell you one day what it did P 2 When business came thicker a nd thicker, A nd would not adm it of dela y, ’ A s fast as the heels on t could bicker, ’ It scam er d ri ht north ar p g w d a way .

’ O er rocks ov r m o n in , e u ta s and ditches, D ike- guttersa nd hedges it spee ls A courser could never keep stretche s With it for a large sha re of heels From hill unto dale like a fair y, ’ It hurr d a d ra n d alon y n p ce g, While Geo rd was i n a uanda r y q y, A nd k h i new not w at way t was gone.

A da or two after have t it y , a , ’ H e north in ursuit o n t took cha p se,

A nd like a du - skel e r he tro b p tted, To m any strange village a nd place ; A ll Roth ur forest h r n b y e a ged,

From corner to corne r like m ad, A nd still b e adm ired and stran ed g , Wha ean t veng ce was gone Wi th his pad .

H e circl about like a rin - ed g worm , ’ A nd follo wd the scent o f his nose, A nd fr h r om H esly urst u nto Brinkbu n, i o e s W th Fo rtune the clo thie r he g . ’ To honest Tom Fa wdo n s the fuller, ’ The ra ttle - bra in d roiste rs ba th went, ’ ho th h ld heir ' colour T ey m ade t e ge ing t , A nm he r thing was their intent.

om F kne what th d T a wdon soon w ey m ute , A nd trai h a the table was set s g tw y , With bre d u t r and cheese it was lanted a , b t e p , A nd ood l s well as ood m eat g a e, a g ; Their race took but little i nditin g g, ’ Twas short and they had it by he art A nd the took as little i nvi in y t g,

But strove who should have the fore- start,

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For unto a house he went scuddin g, A nd seein a child all alone g , i had ith If Prov dence not w stood him , ’ H e d struck it as dead as a stone .

The rest of his acts are recorded , ’ Tis nonsense to m ention them here ’ I ll o ck and fetch eord f r r g ba G y o wa d, ’ ' H e s tarri d too long I do fear

From Brinkburn he started and held on, D ire l to Fram lin to n town ct y g , ’ A d then to the m iller s a t Weld n on, ’ H e back o er the hi ll tum bled do wn .

ﬁndin the thin that he want d Not g g e , to H edle oo d he did ro U n yw t t, tost li a do in a l H e was ke g b a nket, ’ O er Co quet a nd back in the boat ll F am lin to n ﬁelds he sou h o er A r g g t v , A nd from s t to s o t he did run po p , For fear the gra ss chanced to co ver

is ad s i once did Tom Thu . H p , a t m b

hen u to ohn Ald rs he drabbe h T p J e t , nd there all the ni ht did re ose A g p , th n the no n da bei n Sa b ath A nd e , y g b , A way he to VVhittingham goes Where he to revenge the m isca rriage ’ f hi little scatter- b rain d na O s g, o the clerk of the a ri h H e went t p s , ’ X s d fo r a a u To get him e po v g e .

t u his ro in The clerk he so on se p c pp g, A nd m ade a great hustle and stea r ; ’ r h- a r a ear d like a h0 in The chu c y d pp pp g, The folks drew about so to hear

H e did to a ha irs- breadth describe him , ’ ll him ai a n ain A nd ca d ag n d ag ,

d fo ur- en i i A nd Geor y by p ce d d bribe h m, ’ For all the small pains he had ta n . 179

S ca rce were the jaw- bo nes of these r Well shut, till a Thm ntonab ed lad, ’ or bit of his crosses E as d Ge dy a , By b ringing hi m news of his pad idin s his s iri rene e These t g p t w d, ’ o clerk cou d his ra ul N cou ge contro , ’ till s resol d to r ue B ut s wa v pu s it, i r l Suppose t were to the No th po e .

’ ’ Tis ast a m an s ivin a count on p g g c , hat a h tra r wi h s eed W w y e ve sed t p , Fro m E slin ton Whi in ham Thrunton g , tt g , ,

H e ast th Br m - r nd H ill- hea p e oo pa k a d,

To Learchild, to Barton, to Bra nto n, A nd fro m thence t o n on the cla o M u t y,

To Fa wdon , the Clinch, a nd to Glanton , A nd s l t a evera owns m ist by the w y .

’ There s Lem in ton r i ol on g , Abbe wck, B t , i W th W oodhall that stands on the fell, ’ A nd Titlin ton s li e ise u n old on g k w t , ’ Where a b of ld di d his ll J co , o , g we ; o H aru to id 1 a d l T p, H l n Bean y , H e ast unto Caflai m ill p y , To Brandon o In ram and Reavel , t g , y, A n ra l d C wey tha t stands on a hill.

To Brandon- m ain, then to the Whitehouse, ’ h r he m ade lea ue To Dickison s w e e g ,

h - A nd articled that for a nig t house, To rest a while after fatigue H drank a i l h r w m el ow e wh le ti l e g e l ,

A nd then for his cham ber did call, Where sound he m a l e sill fell y s e p, y ow, ’ r e r H is t av ls wou d wea y us all.

H e had an invincible couple le that did hea r im ll out Of gs, h we ,

loose like a ﬂail- sou le They hung so , p , ’ A nd cudgel d his buttocks about I80

’ thou ht an hallion No man who d have g y t d the thin Could ever have ac e g, ’ ’ Pacolet s stallion, Without help of ’ in turu d did take win . That when the p g

i n ri in a nd startin , Ne x t day ris g, gg g g ’ his ourne with s e ed, H e jogg d on j y p e Lilburns Cold m artin, To Bewick, th , oolerhau h- head Fro m thence unto W g ;

Ilderton Rodham , To Wooperton, , he scudded like ma d, A nd Rosedon, he wa that withstood him , Nuthin fell by t y

ith his ad. U nti he had m et w p

where he found him E arl was the pla ce , rd to see A blithe sight for Geo y ; whole town to surround him , But got the r wo uld be Before he hi s prisone i and ra ncin , Then on his back jum png p g itcht over the lain , He swiftly sw p dear for his dancin , But m ade him pay g

’ idford a ain. E er he got to M g

TH E INSIPID S

B Y T H OMAS W H ITTLB

l s s OF all the Kirkharle bonny os e , nd in a ri If they were set rou ng, for be u sur asses Jane H eym ours a ty p , be a m atch for a kin She m ight , g herr H er checks are as red as a c y, H er b reast is as white as a swan,

d ~ err She is a blyth lass an a m y ,

' And her m iddle is ﬁt r fora m an.

See the history ofValentine and Orson .

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’ he rikes h m uite thro with love s h S st t e q titc es, A nd m any a poor hea rt she doth ﬁll ; ’ ’ She s like one of those call d white witches,

That hurts m en and m eans them no ill.

n ender tha ho nest a r Joh H son, t we ve ,

A nd m ettled Matt Thom son the sm ith, am e both from a heato n o rea e her C C p t p v ,

A nd court her with courage and pith.

Ned Oliver too , and Tom Ba x ter S are neither their feet to n ue o r hands p , g , , But strive with the rest to co ntract her

In com pass of conjugal bands.

Bob Bewick just m akes it his calling U nto her his love to declare ; ’ A nd some s of that m ind that John Rawling d i f r Woul gladly co m e n o a share. r i th r se and r John Fo c ng do p ai com m end he , y lass that wears head o ld r e A nd fain he w u be a pet nde r, h d but ho s to com e s d If he a pe pee .

Bob Cole strains his wi t a nd invention A nd com plim ents to a degree a A nd twenty that I cannot m ention

A re all as keen courters as he. She puts them all into such pickle hat our They care not w c ses they run, f l she be ﬁckl A nd if (as o ks say ) e, ’ ’ Tis twenty to one they re undone.

ll Their loves would ﬁll forty hand wa ets, ’ If they were cram m d in a t hOth ends ; i d l Their hearts are all sunk l ke lea pel ets, n ll ho e of am ends A d very sm a p s . da r i re Great nge s on both s des enc ases, Which very destructiv e m ay proves ’ he ass m a be all ul i es T l y p l d to pec , Or all the poor lads die for love . B t that hich su orts and reserves h u w pp p t em , Their Stom achs their best frien ds do prove ; ’ A nd tis not a little m eat serves them

f l d l in lo Since they el so eepy ve. heir fancies and a etites workin T pp g, I m ade them so shar and so k en t p e , he irls m other lo st t o utter ﬁrkin T g w b s, ’ he ell d a a o T y wa tt w y s m uch cream .

da with a o od brand bo ttle One y g y , o m her about the H eu h chb Tw et g M , h he ir a ccounts the di e le A nd t ere t y d s tt , A nd m ade all as right a s m y legg

n - mill a nd lo ves cam e i The s uf g n season, The want of a glass to supply ; drank th irls ﬁrst with o They e g , g od reason, ’ A nd then the kin s hea lth b the b g y y .

The Millers H an h H e u h Nebb and H a sta g , g , y ck, The Flowers the Ne w Close and D o , , ec y, ith laces whose titles kno w not W p I , Where the m et to love a d en o y n j y , ould ut o o fa r a di ression W be b t g , A nd m ake our fo nd passions rebell; o h d these laces ex r ion But, h ! a p p ess , What pretty lo ve tales they could tell !

r f ion So m any to her bea a fect , i h r s h lo a lause A nd g ve e uc fty pp , ’ m - r ri tion I love sick to hea the desc p , A nd wish I could see the sweet cause ’ Tis she that could m ake all odds even, A nd bring m any wonders to pass ;

I wish all her sweethearts in heaven, Why I were in bed with the lass ! Y’ WI SAWNEY OGILB s D U E L TH H IS WIFE .

' ' a v T HO M A S wn rr r t s .

’ To the Tune of Tb eve t t , n s f a r .

le ive ear to the f GOOD peop , g atalest duel ’ or eth e er saw sinc it That M p e was a town,

Whe re ﬁ re is kindled and has so m uch fuel, ’ ’ ’ d not be he that wou d u I wou q ench t for a cro wn. ne as cann a North ri Poor Sa w y, y B tish hallion, ’ i A s e er crost the border this m illion of weeks, i r ied and m arried a Scottish tar a l M sca r , p win,

Tha a s his ack- shoulders a nd will reek t p y p , have the b s.

it him still when think of his kindr d I p y I e , Lo rd Ogelby was his near cousin of late ; ’ he and somebod else had ot h r A nd if y n inde d, i ht have bee heir u hi H e m g n nto all s estate . i stature was sm all a nd his sha e like a m o nke H s , p y,

' H is beard like a bundle of scallio ns or leeks ; ’ R ht bonn he was but no w he s worn scrunt ig y , y, full as ﬁt for the horns as the r A nd y b eeks.

f l on a da he m a it rem m r It e l y, y e be , ’ o others re o ced et s di o e Th j y , y o d n t h , h n tidin s was brou ht tha t Lisle di s rr er W e g g d u end , ’ It nieves m e to thin k o n t his wife took th ee g , e g , h ill i c These bitc es st t hes, and stretches com m issio n , ’ nd if the be crossed the r s ill kin ee ks A y y e t ta g p , a wne o or m an he a o f onditio n A nd S y, p , w s ut o c , A nd hardly well li t for defending the breeks.

’ ’ ’ She m utter d and m oun d a nd loo ked dam n d m ist , g , y , ’ id s ethin as w o d r A nd Sa wney sa om g, ho c u fo bea r ’ Then stra i ht she be an a nd en t to t handﬁst g g , w y, ’ Sh whither d about a n d da n do wn all the ear e , g g The dishes and dublers went i n like fur ﬂy g y , She b ro ke m ore hat a t n o t d y han would m end i tw weeks, nd had i t been ut t a u r r A p o j dge o a ju y, ’ h They cou d nos tell w ether deserved the breeks .

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L et oets i ers ﬁdler p , pp , s com e, In riola * or in air p , p s, nd A echo forth, as with a dr um , The praise of Will Carstairsrt

1m rim a i r, then I wll proceed

is features to disclose, A nd draw a compass from his hea d U nto his heels and toes ; Som e cunnin m an om e la a ll g c y spe , A nd kee fr ll re p m e om a sna s, That I m a kee in co s el y p mpas w l, While I describe Carstairs.

But ﬁrst m his a r r I ust p don c ave, For m aki l f ng bo d a nd ree, For William was his christian nam e, A nd shall be so fo r m e ; But m a nners m st o rh l u t ym es give pace, O r else we spoil our wa res ; A nd W ’ ill and Willi a m s all one case, A nd e u l t a r t i q a o C s a rs.

H is face is like the m idnight m oon A nd stars that shine so bright ; H is nose is like am in ﬁr a ﬂ g e , That casts ba th heat and light ; I t spa rkles like the Syrian seas Wh n he ts i i e ge n his a rs, A clo wn has no t an heart to buy

A . beak like Will Carstairs .

' Priol, s. e. three. a rstairs thou h a oor oet wa s v a in of his a bilities a s s ch f C , g p p , u . About th ea r 1 1 Tho m a s Whi ttle and he bein in a la r e y 73 , g ge

m - i n N w a stle th on versa i co pany at the Burnt house e c , e c t o n turned its disci l of th A o n their respecti ve m er as p es e Muses. wager wa s o n b c an it wa s a reed a n ho so bet o n the su je t ; d g , th t a ur sho uld b e r sa r ca a llo wed fo r each o f them to w ite ty i l verses on the o ther. The two poets were a cco rdi ngly pla ced in sepa ra te a partm ents ; a nd at the ex iration of the tim e s ecifi ed it was determ in ed b thro wi n u a p p , , y g p ha lf en n which o f the two should rst read his la s it fell to p y , ﬁ y ’ Wh ittle s l t but b efo r h a d o t o the nd i om eti tor wa s so o ; e e h g t e , h s c p cha rined tha t he ut th co nco ct i ons o f his lefa f ti l b ra m in th g , p e er e e ’ h er f ourse wa s won b Whittle s a rt ﬁre ; t e wag o c y p y . i hout a m a nif in l W t g y g g ass, H is neck yo u ca nnot see ; B if ou lease to let it a ut y p p ss, ’ It shall be pass d by m e ; H is shoulders a re com act and str p ong, Made u of rounds and r p squa es, ’ A nd no sm all burden e er co uld wrong li Will ’ A back ke Carstairs .

D own from his shoulder- blades there springs Two arm s both stout and stron g, ’ That ﬂapjust like a buzzard s wings A s he m a rcheth along A nd fro m those arm s there s rin t p g wo hands, ’ Well skill d in m agic airs ; ’ A nd William Lilley s charter sta nds h as Will Carstai By suc rs.

i s s r H e has e ght ides, I co n to slide, ’ I ll brin them fairl in g , y , The upperside and underside A re two for to begin ’ There s backside foreside leftsid i , , e, r g ht ’ I ll put them down in pairs nd inside outside which i A , , m ake r g/it, lo in r ir Be ng g to Ca sta s.

Down from his sides there spring two rd ell b lt hi With stu y w ui t ghs,

i a air f eedin - li Just l ke p o w g c ps, But of a larger size ; e do like s u le H is legs th y pp s bend, When he gets in his airs ' i ht ta er r R g p d down f om end to end, ew en a a F m c n m tch Carstairs.

is feet are m u h i ’ H c l ke other m en s, uess them b he s I g y t hoe, ’ he re neither o f th ﬁ T y e ves nor tens, But just between the two 188

’ H e ll tri to Scotland in i p a tr ce, For s eed he ne r ar p ve sp es, ’ There s few can trip it out so nice A s thrif ty Will Carstairs.

’ H e s near a o t the sta dar b u n d pitch, A s nature can ex press ’ The re ’ y lubbers that s above his size, ’ A nd dwarfs that s any less ; ’ But tho he be not quite so tall ’ To ra nk m on ren diers g g a , ’ There s thousands o f m arines as sm all

A s little Will Carstairs.

S ' ' TH OMA wm r ru s, H I S H m oa ons LETTER,

' TO - n a s ra n MOODY, TH E a n on ser u m.

o GOOD Master M ody , i l d My beard be ng c ou y , h e chin nd li s My c e ks, , a p ’ ’ li e Like m oon i the c ps , Fo r wa nt Of a wipe ’ zo r I ve sent you a ra , ’ If you ll be a t leisure ’ d t r To grind her, an se he ,

A n d m ake he r cut better, ’ ’ i ‘lr You ll e ea light m y ppe .

D ar sir ou kno w little e , y The case o f poor Whittle ’ I i a ntivie m co urt ng T , If i l l m e you wl be ieve , Pray m ark what I say

r a h a si nif in a m b favour Northum be l nd p r se, g y g p

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FE LTON GA RLAND.

How a Brief- ma i n a t Fellon stole a Woma n a way 63 h r owls Consent om li ar ra nd t , ﬁ G m o her .

To the Tune of Ma , ggy Laaé r,

TH E RE lives a lass in Felton town, H r nam e is enn o en e J y G w , ’ With the Brick- m an she has play d the So wanton she is gro wn T e reason wh som e lo ve the ni h h y g t,

to revel, kn s m re tha i Is dar es o n l ght,

Because their deeds are evil.

at ni ht on So late g Saturday , thou ht all safe brand H e g as y, ’ ’ i d an tri d an rid awa H e r gg d gg , d y ’ U pon John H inks s Sandy r h did retend To H agge ston e p , ’ Som e sweetheart there co nﬁn d him ;

t he ook u at our to n - end Bu t p, w , H is cloak- bag on behind him .

th Like as the bird at gay would be, f l h h re orted A s ab e at p , F rom each ﬁne bird most cunningly A feather she ex torted ’ i said H o ﬁne I m r Then boast ng , w g own ! l m es s e shak d H er painted pu h e , ’ d lu k d of A t which each bir p c thei r own,

A nd left her alm ost naked .

h his d r Wit t kind m ai it p oved so, Who m an thin did borrow y gs , ri her u from ta To g p pto toe, A nd deck her like queen Flora. sh t - silk O f one e go a black hood, fo d i h d to r H er n lg t hea cove , ise a blue oa er od L ikew cl k, v y go , ‘ i h intri r H er n g t gues to sm othe .

Clock stockings she m ust have (clear ’ ’ I n borro wd shoes she s kilted, i S o m e lent her a blue pett coat, r r uil Both la ge and b avely q ted.

et a ﬁn linn - sm ock O f som e she g e , ’ h an L est Peter s ou d grow c ty, hav r ke a her black oke A nd e a st o t j ,

With a rante, ra nte, tam e.

’ With borrowd cane, hat on her head, o m ake her still look rea ter T g , ’ She d m ake: her friends believe indeed, They were all bo ught by Peter i r r But when she d d etu n again,

In all hot hoi ste d grandeur, h to heir own did la us clai Eac t y j t m , ‘ d left her as the fand h r A n y e .

n uess at heir int nt But n one ca g t e , h he abroad did swa er W y t y gg , Som e said to see their friends the e , y w nt, Som e said to Buckle Be ar , gg . ’ full four da s the sta d A way y y y , I think they took their leisure ast for m an a nd wife som e said They p , , A nd spent the nights in pleasure .

When the Black Cock did S n a dy see, There was a o ful m eetin j y g, That ni ht when the lent g I e , quoth he, I wish I had been sleeping Thou art abused ve r s r y o e, A an creature an be s y c , ’ ’ ’ till he r d er n And s c y , o a d o er, O woe is me for Sandy !

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F SWA INS O FE LTON,

T O T H E

' She herds a ntlzernszde N orthum berla nd 1 p q , , 787.

’ Tum —General F—r— s March .

’ ’ H E S gone ! he s gone ! ’ The conquering hero s gone ! ‘ To barren la nds in Lanthern side,

To so w Lucern upo n . Re oice e sons of La nthernside a nd Io atan sin j y , p g, Since la nd - im proving F r vouchsafes to be your

L ucern Lucern That best of grass Lucern Oh !ha swains o f L a n er side py th n , Be fa r ro m yo u c oncern ; For n o w our s erile rock soil where st cks r y t y , o a e Will ui kl d all o ﬁel f i l q c y be converte , t ds o fru tfu

’ ’ H l lan he ll la nt e l p t, p , ’ A olon he ll lant C y p , With la n s a nd bea sts of va rious kinds p t ,

Which La nthernside m ay wa nt. With here a har la nt of Oak and there a la nt of Fir dy p , p , ’ A ndhere an E n li ter sta unch and there a she herd c g sh poin , p s ur.

’ ’ e H ll sail, he ll sail,

Without a m ast o r sa il, A nd l rn id gently g ide by La nthe s e, fo l Be re a gent e ga le . ur stream le h ll na i a e and brin h id Yo t e wi v g t , g t e ﬂowing t e, ’ From rk rth h r H erm ita e to rear L anthernside. Wa wo s oa y g , d y 196

’ ’ he ll rei H e ll reign, gn, W i thout despotic sway ; ’ h r e la of T erefo e y ds Lanthernside, i d s l H s ictate a l obey . om e all e wanto n wenches with s eed unto him C y , p haste, ’ ’ o r tho as lewd as Lais he ll teach ou t be h F , , y o c aste.

ur am e our m e Yo g , y ga , H e will preserve your gam e ! ll in th a r r For we at p ticula , A broad is s rea d his fam e ! * Biddlestone will curse the da to Lantbernside he ca y , m e, ’ sure as bird e er fell b un he will destro h a y g , y is g m e .

Rejoice !rejoice ! L et 1- Felton Park rejoice l r Fo r n o w its lo d is free to roam ,

A s chance directs his choice. ’ For F r like a Brito n bold had circum scrib d his o , b unds, A nd left him but one sin le m ile to ran e in his own roun g , g g d s.

’ ’ H e s gone !he s gon e ! ’ A las !our hero s go ne ! d left us uite di sconsola A n q te, In Felto n town to m oan !

ice e Lanthernsiders and Io n sin Rejo y , pz a g, Since m irth- ex citing F r vouchsafes to be

o n f u n

D E PA RTU RE OF Ms. G REY, OF FE LTON,

ire died on Sa turda A u ust 12t 1 . W y . g h, 775

S atu rda ON y , lton re Poor Fe G y , ’ W ent o er the hills a nd far a way ut none ca n sa B y, H e w n a e t way, ’ Without en uirin f q g w/ra t r to fray . “ Mr 5 f Biddl st n O e o e . 1Mr R of Felton

Shew m e sa s he ho e n , y , w s m e you be, Who com e so boldly here ; I fain would see that E n lish fa e g c , That ha e ause o f ar I v c t e .

The ﬁr st m an that did answer m ake, W as alla nt t he g E al , Who said, We list not to disclose,

Or shewwhose m en we be.

But we ill s end our d ar w p e est blood, Your toasts to bear a way : ’ Sir Pat ith an er colour d r w g ed, A nd thus in rage did say

E re I will thus outbraved be, O ne of us two shall die ; n h u rr f a rt I k ow t o C a o E tal , ’ Bla ck Castle s heir am I .

’ l it twere But trust m e, E ta , p y , ff n to kill A nd great o e ce , D r an Swin urn harm le s o ths oo y d b , s y u , l For they can do no il .

Let you and I the battle try A nd set our m en aside

A ccurst be he, bo ld E tal cried,

By whom this is denied.

Then ste t a noble ba ron forth, ° Lord nton was his nam e ; h i ld Who said, H e would not ave t to , To Scottish m en for sha m e ;

h That ere Black Castle foug t on foot, A nd he stood loo king o n ’ u a re two s ui es lord Li on cried Yo q r , nt , ’ A nd I am an earl s son. ' 199

’ I ll do the best that I can do, W hile I have power to stand ; I ul ot u rrel for ki wo d n q a a ss,

ut arr kee back our hand . B C , p y

’ ’ Then Swinburn cla d his h nds and lau h d pp a g , A n d eerin l did sa j g y y , ’ rr ’ Stick to em C , and bea r em off, ’ F r m e I ll rin a w o k ay .

’ ri nkin s the s ort that I lik D g p e best, So push the glasses ro und ’ iss ou th ladies and I ll dri n K y e k, These a lla nts to the ro un g g d.

h o i Oh w at a j y t was to see,

A nd like wise fo r to hea r, ’ H o w Swinburn rattl d in the van, rei h A nd C g ton in the rear.

’ he drank f ll s i l T y u fa t from n ght ti l m orn, No slackness there was found

n Scot a d E n l s h i A d s n g i h ats and wgs, L a drun u on t r y k p he g ound.

A t Callal the seat of the Claverin s tradition r r y, g , epo ts, that while the workm e n were engaged i n erecting the castle hill little distance from the ite o f th r upon a , a sc e p esent i the were sur rised ever m o rni n to ﬁnd their f r ed ﬁce, y p y g o m er ’ destro ed and the whole im eded b su erna ur d a y s work y , p y p t al st l s hi ausin hem to watch th ar a vo o b ac e , w ch c g t , ey he d ice saying

Callal as le nds o hei h y c t sta n a g t, ’ It s u i d a d t i p n the ay , nd o wn a n ght ’ Build it down on the She herd h p s S aw, ’ There it will stand and never fa .

Upon which the building was transferred to n m entioned, where it nowsta ds. R 2

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a BALLAD ;

t anner the n In he M qf A cim t Minstrels.

B Y MR W I L LIAM RI C U ARD SON

’ s t in leaf o r TH E lady a y b w , ’ Nea r Royal Sh ane s fair do m e ; r er ourne in westwar The H a p , j y g, d went,

Fa r, far from friends and hom e.

’ r i n rass- reen sat l l H is ly e, g g che pac é , H ung graceful by his side ; ’ ’ ha rm onious stri n s oft m urm rin Th g g rang, ’ A s o er the heaths he hied.

’ arch was he of H h mr f In se a j an d, h idin fr Wi t t gs o m his dam e, ir lad the l H is fa y , lo ve y K ate,

Since chronicled in fam e.

’ in d the da she we t th She p y , p e night, For her dear a bsent lord ; ’ d s and weeks n And ay , , a d m onths ﬂewo c , '

or comfort could aﬂord.

The lady sat by winding Thames, ’ Near where the wand rer past ; ’ A nd him she beckon d to drawnear ’ A nd thus the Bard address d .

’ From whence com at thou 0 !sweet H arper, ‘ ’ 0 From whence com st thou ? Tell me ; From border of the daring Scot ? A rt of the North Countrie I come not from the fai r Scotland Yet near green Chev iot roam : ’ 1ro m Ala r sweet bosk banks I c m e , y ” o 3 N orthunaherla nd my hom e.

Then freel sm ite th s t ee l r y y wee , w s y e, Thy lyre of far- spread fame ; ’ The bold Percy—his castle s there Wide ell his sw s warrior name.

For thou his harper art I ween ; I l am on th vest see g e y , l u ed silver m oon Thy pa y, c sp , , ’ r re The Sara cm r poud c st. i s H is ancestor in fell crusade, ’ l d s owerful kin For E ng an p g, Fou ht m anfull a nd did from thence g y, ” , r r h ri That Sy i an t op y b ng.

touch he swe t Wi th ﬂying p the strings, ’ rd turu d hi e A nd upwa s ye, of the A s if the genie: song, ’ i in hover d ni h. Inspr g, g

i fi er cau ht the unse t H s ng g s note, A nd soon his ardent face ’ i ified with native fire Beam d, d gn

- Of brave N ortha w : race.

e san the de of ot tar l H g eds H q bo d, ’ A t blood- stain d Otterb urn:

A nd eke the feats of vali t ir an M ,

A s furious in his turn.

Two warrior lords and brothers the , ( ») ’ A s e er drew shini ng brand fr ﬁ l Nor om the gory eld wou d ﬂinch, Whilst Valour there might stand ’ A nd m ournful now he touc d the h r , h a p, ’ A nd rievi n o ft he i , g g, s gh d Widdr in ton the m i h For g , g tiest chief ’ Tha t e er i n battle died .

' he orrter Fenwith Colhrz T F , , gwood,

The Her on o f reno wn, H i h in the ranks of Lord P g ercy ,

The war- ax e hewed d o wn !

san the acts of o ther H e g chiefs, ' That by the Reedu de fell ’ ’ The ﬂow r o f val rous fa m ili es

s That still near Chev iot dwell.

eath- hen lon and f wd The h g, allo eer, Thei r native heights did quit ; ’ rri r- lood th a With wa o b ttainted sward , ’ Made e en the goreco ck ﬂit !

ercies in that ven eful ﬁ h The P g g t, ’ ’ a th were ri e Both, b p s n rs ta e n ’ B ut for the D ougla s dead bodie ielded u a ain Were y p g .

’ ’ he n then H e cesa d t so g, pana d awhile ; ’ D own roll d the silent tear ; d s it with s m h The la y, m y t y,

Could scarce the like orbear.

ti in back the star- like dr Then s ﬂ g op, ’ i h om an s winnin voice W t w g , ’ She ask d if tidings fro m his lord Wo uld not his heart rejoice ?

Perchance uoth she I m a o , q , y y u aid, A ssua e our troubled breast g y , ) For oh !m ethinks the task is good ’ 0‘ To comfort the distress d !

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L E GE N D

’ SE WE N SH IE LDS CASTLE .

’ NOU GHT but so m e dz m on s baleful step ’ Fo r ea rs had ass those lands y p d , Where (all its form er gra ndeur ﬂed)

A n ancient castle stands.

Where m an a lord nd m an a kni ht y , a y g , A nd m an a aro n ld y b ho ,

The m eed of valour oft had won,

Or tale of love had told.

’ Once too it held orthumbri s kin , , N a g In days of form er fam e : But now no co urteous tenants boasts

- A nd Sewen Shields t its nam e.

’ A nd there too su erstit on s s ell , , p i p H ad cast its gloom aroun d And no ne fo r yea rs had ev er been Within its precincts found

’ Till ix n o dven t rous swain D o ,1: y ung a , ’ Who fear d no m ortal a rm , ’ H ad v owd to sea rch the site throughout,

A nd ﬁnd the hidden charm .

This legenda ry b alla d is an u n- em b ellished versiﬂcation of an old tradition still c rr n t in th v icin it of Sewen Shields astle in , u e e y C ,

No rthum berland. Sewen S r wi S l a b o 8 m il s west of 1 hields, o She ng hee s, ut 2 e N ewca stle is a R om an astle 2 2 ards b 0 hav in entra nces on , C , y y 3 , g h east south a a ss thr sid s r arka bl bold t e , , nd west , with fo on ee e , em y ; ’ o n the rr o a and fou rth Serverus s wall. It has had four tu ets, ne t ’ ach corner. Sec H Wa ll. e tton : es e om . u D e. if th R The nam e o f th e shepherd to whom tradition records this circum stance to have occurred . ’ ’ The m orning frown d : he m ade th attempt ; A nd darker still it gre w ’ nd he n h h h A , w é reac d t e castle walls, The owl r s po tentous ﬂew.

N o well- fed porter now was seen W i thin the co urt to wait : ’ ' A nd e ds and m o uld rin t n we g s o es appear d, Wher h ft e stood t e lo y gate.

’ H e cross d the dam pdeserted halls H e spoke - b ut all in vain ; ’ E ho from the ruin s er e For c , v g , ’ his o s a i Return d w rd ga n .

Through m any a passage long and dark H is weary steps he bent : l h a i h of airs he A t engt ﬂ g t st saw, i A nd tr ed the deepdescent.

f lt unwholesom e d cold H e e ewy , Yet still pursued his way ’ ’ ’ l he ha ll l r d Resolv d til d a ex po , No m ore to view the day .

A t length a gleam of light he sa w; A ray of warm th he fo und ir he kl was A nd do wn the sta s quic y , A nd trod upon the ground ;

o h m r lar e A nd s on, within a c a be g , ’ A blazing ﬁre perceiv d d t w A n by i s ﬂam es a sight he sa , ’ ’ ’ Which else he d ne er believ d .

itin an d ueen i n re al state A g q , g , ’ Were there by Morpheus chain d ’ A nd o er the train of courtiers too ’ The sam e still slumber reign d.

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’ H eat hoor the auld m an s slain o , , utright ! ‘ ’ La him nowwi his face down z- he s a sorro u s y wf l ight . t th do r Jane , ou no , ’ I ll st bonnet lay m y be , Thou ets a new ude- m an afore it be i h g g (lg t.

H oo wa lads hoo a a a y , , w y, ’ ’ i han id if e t W s a be g w s ay . ’ ‘ Tak u the dead m an and la him ahi ' p , y nt the higgi ng ; ’ ’ H ere s the Baile o H altwhistle, ’ ’ Wi his r at u l s iz g e b p zle, ’ ’ — That su d u the broo and s n th . i i p p , y c in e pgg n.

Tire ﬁ llm ﬁrg L ines a re cut on a M bstone in whistle Ckurck Ya rd N or , thumberla nd .

ON RE D E that som i IR L t m did be, The laird of the Waltoun ; un is he out of thes ale o f m r G v ise y ,

H is bons lies under this stdn . ’ We m st beleve be God s m era u y, Into thee world gave hes son ;

Then for to redem al christens, hri l So C st haes hes sou When. ll faithful l A pepe m ay be face ,

When dath com s, that non can fre h b ode the s ul in aen T e kept o p , r Th ough Christ is set at liberte. A m on blesed ca m ane to r m aen g p e , To slepin Christ nowe is he gon ; i l a a ain Yet st l be eves to h v g , h Though Christ a jouful resurrecs on. A l frends m a be glad to hear, When hes soul from paen did go u f o d h ar O t o this w rld as oet appe ,

I 1 6 2. n the year of our Lord, 5

N . he ab ov n Ri su sed to have been brother to . B T e joh dley is ppo Ridle wh October I 6th 1 he was Bisho y , o was b urnt a t Ox ford, , 5 5 5 , p '

om ssor o f a nd lived a t Wa ll- to wn a n d was o ne o f th e a ncestor s the p , , f h resent Sir Matthew Wh R of Bla don in Northum ber o t e p ite id , g ,

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L I N E S

Writt n a t a n nn i tha t et red nd t e I , n wry r i a r oma n ic N ort/mmber la nd tire Ba a l : the N , of ALLA .

B Y G E OR E P I G C ‘E RI NG.

Nov ember , 1787.

W on e winds a nd bea H O L y , t ye rai ns, ’ Ye to rrents ro a r o er o nder lin y n, d A llen swell th ra id strea m A n y p ,

I careless view thee from a n Inn .

’ The trees that late a ear d so r n pp g ee , To drop their foli age n o w begin ‘ he aft a m oral to m ine e r T y w a , il n i e si tin t a Wh e pe s v t g a n Inn.

ee i r om es i h ll hi S wnte c wt a s train,

I hea r his loud, his arctic di n Wh let him com e I fea r hi y , m um ,

I sit in comfort at an Inn.

’ When a e life s winter shall a ear g , , pp , Then reason whispers from within ’ ’ E ternit s our ish d for hom e y w ,

The world at best is but an I nn .

LU CY GRAY o r A LLENDALE.

O H have o u seen the blushin r s , y g o e, The bloom in in or lill . g p k, y pale, ’ Fairer than any ﬂb wr that blows Is Lucy Gray of Allendale . s 2 212

’ Pensive and sad o er braes and burn, Where f ’ o t the nym ph they us d to bail The she herds now are heard p to m ourn, For Luc Gra of l y y A lendale.

With her to oin the rur j al dance, ’ ’ Far have I stra d o er hill a n y d dale, ’ Where, leas d each rustic stole a la p , g nce, A t Luc Gra of A llen y y dale .

’ Twas underneath on hawho y t rn shade, That ﬁrst I ol t d the tender tale, But ne wlo wla s the lovel i y y m a d, Sweet Luc Gra of A lle ale y y nd .

Bleak blows. he t wind, keen beats the rain, U pon m y cottage i n the vale ; Lon m a I m ourn a lo n l g y , e y swain, For Luc Gra of A llendale y y .

H ALTWH ISTLE FA IR.

TH E da was uite leasant th Four e th of y q p , e te n May, When m os of the nei hbours be an to look a t g g g y , r hi a s i s r Such b us ng, nd wa h n and dressing wa the e, ’ A nd nothing was talk d 0 but H altwhistle Fair.

’ I s le o he heart You m ay be quite sure wa p as d t t , To think I was going there to act m y pa rt ; Whi l r i oin I will have m share le peasu e s g g, y ,

A nd see the nice lasses at H altwhistle Fair.

l d his boat Old H ete wood briskly attende , A nd jested the Ladies while they were aﬂoat ; land d them ll with a r deal of car H e e a g eat e: ’ A nd wish d them all sweethearts at H altwhistle Fair.

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er was so ver l i Miss Bounc y oving and k nd, ’ m fa e whil She sm il d in y c , e she drank up m y wine ; h and of cakes oh m dear d h r har Of punc , y ha e s e, i ex ences at H alt hi r A nd I pa d p w stle Fai .

d o lovi hat So kind an s ng, w less could I do, Than buy the dear creature a fairing or two ; that she fancied I aid for I r Som e things , p swea .

I shall oft think on H altwhistle Fair. Says she,

ood ud m ent an e ood sense W ith very g j g , d v ry g , I brought down m y shillings to so m any pence i i A nd som etim e near m dn ght it fell to m y share,

To see hom e Miss Bouncer, from H altwhistle Fair.

er careful and that ou shall se I will grow, v y , y e, To try if Miss Bouncer a nd me can agree ; d si en e I r h r E ach shilling an x p c will hu d upwit ca e, In hepes for to spend them nex t H altwhistle

A NNA OF TH E TYNE .

’ n blithe Sand nam A bonny swai , y d, ’ Who d m uckle land and kine, ’ ’ d fo r beaut fa m d A lassie lov , y , Fair A nna of the Tyne. d o o i A nd thus would San y j y us s ng,

Fair m aid, 0 be but m ine ; ’ More blest I d be than la ird or kin ” g, With A nna of the Tyne . ” she cried nae kine Kind youth, , ’ Nor m oney I ve in store ; Then cease to ask m hum ble hand y ” , r Nor wed a maid so poo . ld o ous sin Yet still wou Sandy j y g,

Fair m aid, 0 be but m ine ; ’ d than laird More blest I be o r king, With Anne of the Tyne.” 215

For A nna thou art rich in charm s, The wealth of worlds to m e ; ’ d a d bless th lo ver a s. Then we , n y s rm ’ She sm il d, and blest was he. turo us hen did Sand sin H o w rap t y g, ’ Now, n o w, thefair one s m ine ; ’ I am m ore bless d then laird or kin ” g, With A nna of the Tyne !

TH E TYNE .

*— r 80 . By H en y Robson . 1 7

’ IN Britain s blest island there runs a ﬁne river, ’ Far fam d fo r the are it conveys from the m ine ’ ri rid h r do h sev r N orthum b a s p e, and t at dist ict t e ’ ’ From D urha m s risin hills a nd tis called—Tile g , Ty ee. ' Flow on lovel T ne undisturb d be th m oti n , y y , y o , Thy sons hold the threats of proud France in disdain A s lon a s th wa ers shall m ix with the ean g y t oc , The eets of Old E n land will over he m ai ﬂ g g n t n.

Other rivers for fam e have by poets been noted In m any a soft- sounding m usical line ; fo rs and coa l: never one was et uo But r sailo y q ted,

ould ie with the choicest of rivers - the T ne C v y .

Fl l el T ne 8rc. ow on, ov y y ,

’ When Collin wood co uer d our foes so com let l g nq p e y, ’ A nd ga in d a ﬁne laurel his brow to entwine ; In o rder to m ana a tl ge the m tter quite nea y , ’ Mann d his vessel with tars from the banks of the T yne. Flow on lo el T , v y yne, 8tc.

’ H enr Robson th e author of this as also of th Colli : y , , e er Pg Wed see a e 8 was born at B ll r , p g 3 , enwe , nea N ewcastle ; a nd is now residin at the latter lace where g p , , besides the abo ve, he has written several ieces of o r o in ri p p et y, p ssess g a considerable degree of me t. 216

’ Thou dearest of rivers, oft times have I wander d h ar in alon when o r ed i ri T y m g g ppess wth g ef, ht o f th stre m s i on r A nd thoug y a , a t wa d med , rm r n m elod av The m u u i g y g e me relief. l T e Flow on, love y yn , dre.

From the fragrant wild- ﬂowers which blowon thy border h la ful Ze h rus oft steals a em ra T e p y p y n b ce, lin th urface i n beauteous ord r A nd cur g y s e , l s nd forward to kiss h cl The wil ow be t y ear face. '

el T ne 8t . Flowon, lov y y , e

O ne favour I crave—O kind Fortune befriend m ea ’ When downhill I totter, in nature s decline ent incom e—if this tha wilt s e com pet n end m , ’ ndle out. life on the banks of the T I ll dwi yne. ’ on lovel T e undisturb d be t Flow , y , hy m otion, Thy sons hold t e threats ofproud France in disdain lon as th waters sh l A s g y a l m ix with the ocean, The eets of Old E n la d will ﬂ g n govern the m ain.

TH E SPRING.

Written tire be innin o Ma 1 g g f y , 809. i

B Y H en e ? n o nso u .

NOW the feathered train in each bush, ’ h tes an o o Court t eir m a , d l ve s mel dy

The blackbird, the linnet, and thrush, Make the echoing vallies to ring :

’ i h e rim son- d The bird wt th c y d breast, From the ham let has m ade his rem ove;

i s l ve- son ith the rest To jo n hi o g w , nd woo his fond m ate in t e r A h g oye.

la k hi h in z ther a at The r , g ﬂo , E ach m orn at the usher of d , ay, nes his wild- warblin thro t Attu g a , n o i u l A d sings his mel d o s ay.

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ISIN OF TH E CLA “ THE R G NS IN 1715 .

’ ITTLE wa t e wbs s com in L y g, ’ i Little wat ye wha s com ng, ’ t e wha s com in Little wa y g, ’ m Lee s a Long Tom y com ing.

’ ’ uncan s com in D onald s comin D g, g, ’ ’ li com in Ronald s com in C o n s g, g, ’ ’ ou al s com in Lauchlan s com in D g g, g, ’ A laster and a s com ing. ’ at e wb s o in Little w y s c m g, ’ Jock and Tam a nd a s com ing.

’ d his m en s Borland an com ing, ‘ ’ am erons and M Leans i The C com ng, ‘ ’ rdo ns and M Gre ors co The Go g ming, ’ ’ stles com i n A the D unywa g, ’ i tle wa t e wb s s com in L t y g, M‘ ilvre of D rum lass is comin G y g g.

’ ’ i on s com in Ni thsdale s o W gt g, c m ing, ’ ’ rnwath s com in Kenm ure s comin C a g, g, ’ r entwater and Foster s com in D e w g, ’ n airn s c i W i ddrington a d N om ng. ’ wb s s co in Little wat ye m g, ’ il d s o Blyth Cowh l an a c m ing.

ird f M‘Innosh is co m in The La o g, ‘ ’ ‘ r i d M D onald s in M Ca b e a n com g, ’ ‘ zies a n M‘Ph o The M Ken d ers ns coming. ’ ’ i ‘ ra s co A the wld M C w m ing. ’ i at e wbs s co m in L ttle w y g, ’ l un and a s comin D ona d G g.

Thou h this m a be considered a Scotch son et m entionin g y g, y g s eral N ort a d l war a i in r h v ev hom berl n fam i ies, r n ts ts se ti on ere. Se era l notes and pa rticulars illustra ti ng it m ay be foun d in the H istory o f the Rebellion in the ar Rob r en ri st of A llen d y e 1715 , by e t Patt , P e a le , who thou h one of the R b sa v h life b bein evidence a a i , g e els, ed is y g g n st s associates and writin what he call d An Im artial A ccount of E , g, e , p 223

he loom the lowr the l i T y g , y g , y ook sac b g, ’ A t ilka stroke they ll fell a Whig ; ’ The ll fri ht the fuds of the Pock y g puds, ’ or m on a bu F y ttock bare s com ing. ’ Little at e ha s i w y w com ng .

- ON TH E FIRST RE BE LLION . l715 .

- MACK INTOSII was a soldier b rave,

A nd of his friends he took his leave ,

To wards Northum berland he d rew, Marching alo ng with a jovial crew!

l r r n er he did s The o d D e we twat ay, i hundred uinea he wo uld la F ve g s y , i To ﬁ ht the m ili a if the would Sta g t , y y , ’ r But they p ov d cowa rds and ra n away .

The earl of Mar did vow and swear, ’ i r r That f e e p oud Presto n he did com e near, Before the ri ht should s ar a d he r g t ve n t w ong stand, ’ H e d blo wthem into som e foreign land .

Th l rd Derwent ater he did sa e o w y, Wh he m o nted o n his da r en u pple g ey, I wish tha t we ere at hom e with s e w p ed, ’ r e are all hetra d For I fea w y indeed.

s id F r ter never fear A dzounds, a o s ﬁ , For the Brunswick arm y is not near ; ’ If the should o r alour w ll sh w y c m e, o u v e o , ll i W e wi g ve them the total overthrow. T 2

’ Ma ckintosh s Battalion co nsisted of thirteen of ﬁfty m en ea ch .

Thom a s Forster um o f th st n n ar Belford in N o r 1 , j E cr o , e , rthum bc land, m em b r of Pa rlia m ent o f the sa id count wa s m a de en al o f the e y , g er ’ Pretendcr s A rm he was tak n a n af ards y ; e prisoner t Prcsto , but terw f a cam ped out o Newg te, 1716.

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owin l nt once did rei H ere ﬂ g pe y gn, ’ ’ Which gladden d ev ry face ;

But n ow, alas !reversed scene,

For owls a dwelling place.

’ er h The tim ro us de ath left the lawn, The oak a victim falls ’ tle trav ler . si hs n The gen g When shew ,

These desolated walls.

’ h n r m i nd em oti E ac ge ous on feels, ’ With pio us pity m ov d ; No breast its a ngu ish yet conceals, ’ For o ne so well belov d.

’ o unhallowd to n ue or ser ile sla Let n g , v ve, Their partial clam our vent beyond the grave ; But let the n oble D ead his honours wear ; i fa ult de lo re his v i rtue l r re H s p , sti l eve ’ ’ Tho e rr he did , he ﬁnish d the deba te, ’ ith his o wn blood and Rad l ffe s fa r W , c y i estate. ’ ’ The a ed farm er tott rin o er the reen g , g g , ’ Lea ns o n his Staff, recounts the day s he s seen ’ I nfo rm s the list n in o uth his r ord g y by ec , ’ H o less d his roof h l nt i w b , ow pe eous was h s board ’ ’ or k d erwent s hos i bl l r N rac by D pta e o d . ’ st0 s his ta le in olv d in ri f rof u d H e p , v g e p o n e si hs he w e s a nd feebl stri s the round H g , e p , y ke g ; ri wh rehearse these lden o f o r C es, y go days y e, i to m S nce they to m e, e can be no m ore !

The elem ent heart, and curious, ofte n calls i the na ked a rk and stri alls To v ew p , pped w ’ h da m walls their ston tears im rt E cn t e p y pa , ’ ’ h un A s if t eir master s wo d had pierc d their heart. ’ Ye e nsi e m utes tentive on D ilst n ai p v , o w t, ’ d ourn l tfe s tra t ! An m , eternal Radc y gic fa e 227

H E XH A M WOOD .

h r e o n IN former tim es w e e H x ham t w doth stand, ’ A wood there was which cover d m i les of land ;

E ven all the trees that o n the com m on stood, ’ is r Were m erely twigs com par d to th g eat wood . h sid of T n In all directions on ea c e y e , More boundless tha n the n oted A pennine ; ’ dern a utho rs tis a reed A nd by som e m o g , f his wood a re lanted near t Som e branches o t p o Tweed.

’ ’ nor hern arts confess d it s balm shade These t p y , A n asylum to those reduced in trade r e h f und—the cha rter was so ood Resou c t ey o g , ’ They were sec ure if shelter d by this woo d . ’ h r oo o rest m a n a ra nk wa s la d In S e w d F y p p y , ’ ’ Which thro tra dition is to us display d ’ hou ha m co uld ne er boast a Robin H J gh H ex ood, l i hi Yet litt e John d d m uch frequent t s wood.

A m ode race—the libertine and harlot y , S u lied the lace of Stutel a nd Will Scarl pp p y et. hi Wit n the covert of this wood did rove,

The to n bred bucks ith sl in ri ue f w , w y t g s o love The ieldin fem ales felt a n e ual a m y g q ﬂ e, ’ To taste lo ve s jo ys when nea r this wood they cam e ’ ’ N or ustice fac d nor e er a ena nce stood j , p , ’ The offs rin still was call d b nam e f o p g y o w od.

’ A wood so m uch renow d o m s re n , y u ay be u ’ The Bank of E n land was n o ht m g t th ug ore secure. The m iser here his interest found so ood , g , H e uite for ot that wood was o l wood ! q g . n y H o w eetin are the o of all this worl ﬂ g j ys d, ’ H o wsoon our ha pes are all to Chaos hurl d ’ A storm near e ual unt a q o No h s ﬂood, Rele e e ntless cam , and swpt away this wood . r E ven not one solid trunk there did em ain, “ ’ ’ ’ A ll batter d rem nants scatter d o er the pla in l m e in for their dear resort The nym phs a nt g , i o ne a las ou r chief su ort This wo od s g , pp ; o hi h a nd lo A ll was confu si o n borh t g w, lo A t this m ost sad and u nex pected b w. f s now take the hint for ood Ye em pty op , g ,

d. N o m ore your offspring can be laid to woo

F rear 1803. c ham, 280: d y ,

T H E

HA M VOLU NTE E LOYAL HE X RS.

W SO A NE N G.

- ' ' wa rn nu a v JAS PE R r o r r s.

I scarce had l n d h li r BRITANN A pa te t e o ve on ou isle, i E re French insid ous policy o ur future hopes beguile ; less of their form er lea ue ben t o n des Otic swa Regard g , p y, ’ tish sub ect s ro ert the think to m ake their re E ach Bri j p p y p y . But m ay each loya Briton

No w o ffer hand and heart,

To frustrate their inte ntion, humble Bona ar A nd p te.

a lo al when dan rs O ur island still w s y ge were at hand, U niting in one co m m on cause to guard our native land ’ st the rest the alla nt so ns ofH ex ham s worth r or A m ong , g ec d, ’ irt isle for to rotect and eace t ha Our sea g , p , p o ve restor d. A nd m ay each faithful subject

Profess the sam e intent, O ur lives and properties to guard I n peace and sweet content.

r u n

O LE PA R E WE S’ R C CK K AMBLE . — h o Tum J o n f Badenyon.

PA RT I.

’ Or flu Fin : D a r Ride - Ma rch 4th 18 y , 11.

E fi rs of M r from TH t a ch, Co c x t s Pa a r, A ﬂock of shee i t a p d d s r y, Whi h disa ea red in the da rk c pp , ’ A nd were not m iss d nex t day

orth west b north in zi - z r N , y , g ag oute,

To their late hom e did hie, B innate instin t ta h o d u y c ug t n o bt, Their eanin tim e drew ni h ’ y g g .

The thirt hours a h ead h d o t y y a g , U pon their tour intent ; ’ On searchin ev r local s o g y p t, A second day was spent ; ’ The third I m ounted—b Priest s Brid y ge, ’ ’ A nd H eron s Close I vee r d

' To H a relaw H ei hts a nd Ruﬂ hill Rid g , ge, ’ A nd Sta nto n Steads I steer d .

It is n othin articular for ewes a t their ea in tim e to stra g p , y n g , y som e ha ve b een known to trawl a n hu ndred m iles to their na ti ve place Th a uth re b rs a ich to yean . e or m em e ewe wh had t h o thers been o ld to the southward a nd wa s ke t on the H a u hs o f the H um b s , p g er, om which sh stra ed a nd rea chin M akcn don on the b or r fr e y , g , de s o f S cotland she tra vellin about twen t ards within her ori ina l a stur , g y y g p e, a T n r f there squ tted an d yeaned in half an hour . he ow e o the ewe tha t tra velled so fa r to ean u on her ristine s o t went the y p p p , yea r followin to bu an o ther ot of th was a sked how th a g y l e sam e so rt, e l st ’ ea r s stock ro ved answered ex tr a ordin a r well ex ce tin on e tha y p , , y , p g t i sa a red which h Th o cksru d e e su o o o le . e st a n sa i pp , pp sed t he st d he was sorr for his lo ss whi ch howev er he sa id he would m ake oo y , , , g d

i f th ba r ained for the res n rcel. The ba r a in was m ad ey g p e t pa g e, and the seller turned an ew an a b ra tis into h drov lain d e d l m , g , t e e, ex p e the fact an d the oor we a ad th r un h had twice b fore , p e h d to retre e g o d s e e

travelled over . 232

d D oehill an To Southwardc ge, , d Rea,

Sm allburn , a nd the H a redean, l odbu rn and Garretlea Blackpoo , T , , ’ A nd H orsley Moo r I d bee n W h and unn side A t esterheug , S y , lso The Busygap a , ’ E ach collier s ca t, and creeks beside, e le hurst and L H igh H z y , ow.

’ n wand rin westwa rd throu h r O g g Wa dshill, I the re found the ﬁrst three ; d heard the m ass am issin Still A n g , ’ H ad m arch d towards the Lee ; ’ r I hir d the he d , these to reta in, ’ Ti ll in ursuit I wen p t, To b rin the thers ba ck a n g o gai , t ui e Bu q ckly lost th scent.

rue I som e str lers overtook T , agg ,

N ea r Leehea d, with their lam bs ; ’ nd ll the rest had r s A a c o s d the brook, But these ind ulge nt dam s The fu itives fecundit g y , ’ A llo wd of n o d e lay fo i o Yet u nd t w uld diffi cult be, or to ollect th M e c at day .

’ M self fati u d a nd found m na y g , y g, Fa i l o f his wo nted powers ; Fo r wa nt o f food we both did fa g, ' B tra v lin twelv n y g e lo g hours. So I reso lved then to ride H o m e at a n ea sy pace ;

A ross of hand - bills to rov i g p de,

A nd hence resum e the chase .

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To Prendick Peak, and Alnham Moor, A nd all adjacent grounds ; ’ ’ er In ra E d e I stretch d m tour O g m g , y , To seek that spacio us bo unds m R el reenshaws H ar si e ill Fro ev y , G , t d H , To Linhope Spout with Speed 3 illm oor Sh nk found stra e ill On Sh a y rs st ,

To Rawbo e Ri recede . n , g

Milkho e em er irk a d ai h To P , M m K , n H g , ’ A nd Ca sket LawI por d

To C arlcroft, and Kidlandlea , D r h’o e and U swa Fo rd y p , y ’ ‘ id ross a nd Wi nd The Ma en s C , y (3q ’ ’ A nd Chevi ot s skirts curv d round ; To e hopa - M t the fl out- rank file A t Laoglee Ford I fi n d .

i h ed here these brut i Ben g t , w es d d b rowse, U on the border bent ; e e m I c not ren gad y ev es, ’ So m e coucham seem d content

- far r f As the stock m e o that place, For lod in s did en r g g qui e, ' A nd there receiv d a sweet solace,

’ I ask d b oth master m d his m en, For one a- wanting still ; ’ Who all declar d they did not ken Of stray sin ep on thei r bill ‘ S uads q to collect I did rem o unt, ’ ’ O er hills and dales I cross d A nd that one short of my account. I t hen gave upfor lost. U 2 236

S O N G. — B J . C J u 5 m 1810. , . !y ,

A f ir , a reform ation would render this nation, The richest isle under the sun ; ’ If term s now se ten nial were turu d to t p rie nnial,

The work would be m ore than half done.

Our r g and constitution deﬁes dim inutio n, While honest m en handle the helm ; ’ ’ But sub ect to l r a d sanctio j s av y , n a by knav ry, When ra a ers h r l v g rule in t e ea m .

f in b rs r e h r A ew dy g em e of Mo p t , two m embe s Can send in the senate to sit ’ Shields A lnwiclt and H ex ham h truth tend , , (t e s to vex em ) U nited, not one can transm it.

One m an of old Sarum , two m em bers declare him 5 Thus bur hs a co stituents ne g , nd n wa me a le n ho h So st p to wns no e, t ug Man chester alone,

Nea r two hund red thousands contain .

Besides rotten borou hs th ur e u r g , e so c of o r so m ws,

These in u - Po rts ah si ur ll C q e , d nec es a ; With e i n d o r u p ns ons a places u co ncil disgraces, t i h f r u i c courts o co r pt on som e call.

With truth it is told, som e freedom s are sold ’ And seats trafﬁck d fo r a t noon day ’ th t fo r British old The ba rter s so ho ld, a g , on e O ur code withou t scruples c v y.

d seat sellers to m ound These buyers are boun , , ’ A nd v0te on the m inisters side ; ’ If he sa s tit cro ws white o r o n da is m idni ht, y , ~ no y g They m ust by his behests abide.

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But sweetest far a ears R pp my m , ’ sure the rose wi h She s . t out a thorn .

H eard ou the li y lting, A t o ur k e m ilki n y g, H eard you the lilting yesterday H eard ou the liltin y g, A t our kye milki ng The ﬂower of the forest is stolen

’ h e do e " T o M a wﬁ ld m ay boast its sweets, A nd m eadowsweets its ﬁelds adorn

ited a l its s e r U n , l c nts m e g eets, Presen m R are ithou tho t y w t a rn.

H ard ou the liltin . e y g, 8tc

’ - i i Tho Flotterton l m ay boast ts m a ds, A nd on Twelfth E ve all others scorn

I env not heir lus bla y t ty des, R r itho t ho Present m y a e w u a t rn. r ou th liltin 8 m H ea d y e g, .

’ i id in Tho at kye m ilk ng, m a ens s g, ’ The forest s ﬂower ’ ta k eir 1dinna heed, gae th ﬂing, ’ ’ ’ For troth she s stown awa wi m e .

i 8tc. Heard you the lilt ng,

T B !

PIPE R AT CA PH E A TON .

ind blewcauld A T Chri stm as, when the w , ’ ’ A nd frost and snaws o er ilka dale, Robin of No rham lost his way A nd at Capheaton thus di d

of a lace. Meado wﬁeld, m ate p ’ T n. 1Maids Feast of Flotterton is on welfth Eve

S ON G.

I went to Black H eddon,

A nd there I sat do wn, ' li uor I cali d for som e q ,

Which cost half- a - crown.

The liquor being good, ’ ’ I ﬁll d m yself fu ; A nd co uld not go hom e T m E ie tr e o y pp so u .

i so true To m y E ppe , E e so true My ppi , M true y E ie so , ‘ A nd couldnot go hom e To my Eppie so true.

L IN E S

JOH N TH OMPSON»

’ ba n ed on N ewcastle own Moor or Hors m i g T ,f e Sk aﬁ ag, t a bou 20 rea r : ago.

B O le Sc oolma e m a y g , h st n .

OH N T om son ustnow, J h p j W i tt c. N. d i t is true, Tha t thieving is worse than the sword

' In the space of an hour, ’ i H e ll dance on the Moor, ’ A ttach d to a ro e or a cord. p ,

TH E PITMAN.

d B] wh o ’ F a itm a e l si n O p n w l g, Who wor for e kin ks th g, ’ Jovial r d civil , good natu , and ’ ’ H e ll wo rk i and he ll s ng, ’ A nd roﬁt he ll i p br ng, ’ From caverns that s near to the are

To his labour below, ‘ i h ra e h o W t cou g e ll g , U pon his pit r and his cro ok Nor will he o nce well

On the visio ns of hell, Nor et a r}: his thum b i h y f wt a book.

A ll his wish is o o ale g d , ’ u his claes u on sa le A p , ’ ’ Fo r a ta nkard he ll pu t ev ry night

Let the learned still think, hat a heart sound rink T y d , ’ Is a itm an s m rowned deli p ost c ght.

A SO NG

MR GE ORGE P rcx aa rN G a nd m a 6 ? , g , ft ores: H unt , c a stle , at !be C onclusion o tire Sea son Ma r c/z 29111 1 86 f , , 7 a nd after wa r d: a t tbs Theatre Ro a l b Mr Ma n ila /1 y , y .

” ’ SINCE Wi nter s keen blast m ust to e h r i l Z p y g ve pace, W resi n for a season the o s of e g , , j y the chase ; The cr of the bounds a nd of hunters m ust c y ease. ’ A nd puss thro the woodla nds m a y ram ble in pe ace ; I a e le her ram ble re a rdles s a nd free n pe c t , g , ’ Ti ll the horn s cheerful note shall a wa ke us with glee Till t r returns let her frolic a nd la Oc obe , p y , ’ A nd then we ll ursue her with H ark har a p , k aw y . ith hark ha rk a a W , w y, With hark hark w , a ay , ’ A nd then we ll ursue her with h k hark awa p ar , y

’ When tin d were the hills with the cri n of g m so m orn, We jocundly rose to the so und o f the horn ’ ’ Trium hant its m elod swell d o er th la in p y e p , ’ ’ While the heath- cover d m ountains re- echo d the strain : 9M

as the m andate - flew H a rk, hark ! w , we like the wind , ’ ’ A nd care s hagga rd visage was distanc d behind ' be e ua l to those we dis la What jo ys ca n q p y , we follo w the barriers with hark har When , k a way !

With ha rk hark awa & c. , y, ,

’ ier r ur d fr Like the sold et n om a far hostile shore, ’ his toils and his vi ories o r Recounting ct e , ’ f the tle s loud din where his our O bat , c age so true, ’ in d h re n l ure l entwinin his r O bta t e g e a , g b ow. f h o a t et our n arrative O c ases n w p s l be, ’ Till Winter s pale hand shall dism a ntle the tree ; hen hen to he fo st e x ultin l str T , t t re g y ay ,

d heer t he eet barriers with hark h r . A n c ﬂ , a k a way

i rk h r . W th ha , a k a way, 8tc

Then fill u our lass — et fill as ou chase py g es y y , ’ H r s a health brothe r s ortsm en which n on e e , p , e can refixse ; A hea lth that with leasure o ur club sha ll ins ir p p e, Whil huntin deli hts o r hil h e g g , w e ounds we adm ire — ’ " See, see , ho w I fill it tis C o u r i e r s l toast, Of o ur H unt m a he lon be the ride a nd the boast y g, p ,

A nd oft m a we m eet him with o s like to - da y j y y, A nd lo n m a he lead us with ha rk hark a a g y , w y . W ith hark hark awa , y , i h hark hark a a W t , w y , A nd lon m a he lead us with hark hark a a g y , w y .

’ Geor e Cd rﬂ r E s . o f K illin worth the w rth g p , q g , o Ma ster of the Forest H unt—H e died O ctober oth 1 uni versall re r s , 793, y g etted.

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F rom Mor th N ewca stle and L ondon likewise pe , , , T h e puffers of paste here ex pose penny fries !

W ith cheese cakes and custards an d other confects,

O f ra re arom atics, and summ er selects l h ’ S ca rce kickshaws m ore cost y can be c ewd with chaps, ’ ’ “ Y et o h e s s r than Sila s Swa in s sn s m ew at l s ev y aps, W hi ch o erful rfumes to the a late s im r p w pe p pa t, ’ O f a i a or Millar r lam ode essen ce n m y s ma t.

H ot ls for hi hfl ers and I nns little ors e g y , w e, W ith good enterta in ment fo r m an and for horse ’ H e re s baskets of bu tter, beef, bacon, bread, beer, a W i th fieshers fishm u e ts and ether choi e cheer , g , e , To b uo y up the belly, and burnish the back Who have ready rhino need nothing to lack ’ Fairs for rl l m e y fam d nowbegin to oss heart, ’ ’ Since re all A dam s offspring p fer Milla r s m art.

o u C q etarious.

c o A LL TO CO U E A Q T ND Woo.

NORTH U MBE RLAND lads are handso me squads, A nd female allian ce m ust sha re f ou wish to wed I y , betroth to bed, ’ ull d with c ti One c au o n and care .

I here m ake free— ive ear to g m e, ’ ’ The county I ve scan d a round ; fro m the 80 m ass select a lass, W here virtue and beauties abound.

The lasses of TWE E D are d eft indeed, Thei rl nd r ga a s give such grace The lasses of TIL L a re s ri tl ill p gh y st , In ﬁ ure in fashion and f g , , ace . X 2

A Confectiencr in that to n - w , a man of a midstable humour a nd fun. 248

The lasses of BREN ISH look rather s u h q eamis , ’ E m belli sh d with elegant ease ; A L for lu a e r The lasses of E , p m g p evail, h ir om a d a en a es lea T e p p n pp d g p se.

’ The las ses of A LWIN obey fashion s call, when ' A princess prescribes a new dress ;

The lasses of RE E D , each hair- braids her head, A nd a m ode to ex cess pes ala .

’ The lasses of WE NSBE C like di if d dam es de gn y ck, A nd their address quite ebo nair ; ’ The l ses o T thou h ro n un as f FOU N , g p o c d param ount, Can scarce with these eom its cornpare .

’ The lasses of PONT, to decorate don t So ar yet in the sphere of ex trem es ; The l s of E RIN on f hio s f rri asse R G, as n con e ng, ’ The decent m ost dex t rous deem .

ses of TY E who rl l The lea N , pee ess y shine, A re m irrors of m o desty too he lasses of O U E T ut all in th ir T C Q p e pocket, Go all to Coquet and woo !

a i o r ther So take m y dv ce, t u e in a trice, These provident pa ragons view; 80 s l ndi d and rett so or h nd i pe p y , w t y, a wtty, ’ Youll never have reason to rue.

TH E FRA CTIOU S FA RME R. — A SON G 1792.

“ ’ rmer near Fel on fa d for v ul a r fractions A fa t , m g , Bath testy and stubbo rn in all his transactions ; labours With fraud a nd with falsehoods to litigate ,

l he ublic and est to his nei hbours. A pague to t p , p g

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A rector, m ore rude than the rabble, ’ C om os é an in e di r son p c n a y g, More ba se than a Billin s ate ba uble g g , A nd like his le r m et sta st u p stinks strong.

’ That seat on a sum m it for cent ries

A ssi ned o sa e a d s i s g t g s n a nt , ’ Was kept by those scripture co m m ent ries

Fr - - om tete a tete, tarnish, and taints.

But tim e tell a i or s trag cal st y, Of truths well attested by som e ; h ’ T e term has turn d out transito ry,

That bulwark: a brothel becom e.

The m ansion (I need not to mention) ' A ffords an adsctionﬂ e feast,

To vassals of vicious inventio n,

A er u i . pand , two p nks, and a pr est

ir ti a r r The pas m es nd Spo ts a e pollution, ’ E ach m inx is unm arry d—ea ch m an Prefers to his spouse prostitution ’ l lan U pon a postolica p .

’ iestcm ft the ul it s erverted By pr p p p , ’ ‘ ’ The parson s de rav d and im pure ; ts ro e reconc r ed projec n p e t ,

A leacherous lout to allure .

l s his con or r i E ach Cudd e ey abb t, A nd pleasantly pu rr with puss- cats rl oha i H ence with husky ha ots c b t, ’ t A nd handle a herdling s old hats.

’ r t r s x orted When p egnan , the spinste e p ts Till she spawn her spurious sprou , H ence hom e with due cautio n escorted i r m ours To free the fccund ne f o ﬂ . t A i k his io im os A lnwc , t p us p ter A n d Betty have boarded their brats ; W h e re they keep a fem ale to foster ’ Their m o ets a nd Matthe i - pp , ws pt rats.

’ T he quorum confer d a co m m ission U o n t is cano i al p h n c quack, E x pecting the lea rned logician ’ C on tentions would uell ar d n l q g b i b ack.

’ T his astor un rick d with com uncti p p p on, H is church with unchastit chim y es, s f m of h i A nd forfeit the a e is funct on , olum ns of scandal a nd rim By c c es.

H ere follows a fatal relati on ,

’ rses and con duct unkind By cu , ’ (A fa ct prov d by clea r dem onstration )

The brute bro ke the heart of his hind .

This curate (kept quite unconnected With chum s who in cro wds coalesce ) ho le a rish res W as by the w p pected,

For iet rudence and eace . p y , p , p

’ ’ in th se u l I m sanction d to say e q e , hi b kee in a wench H is wors p, y p g , o m t each e al Incurs the c nte p of qu ,

H is betters, the bar, a nd the bench.

Traduce not the strains of a student,

' U ntaught in a technical style ; il im rudent NOr pronounce a pup p , For truths told on varlets so vile ! l S ONG .

TH E RE was ﬁve wives at A comb, ’ A nd ﬁve wives a t Wa ,

A nd li ve wives at Fallo wﬁeld, ’ ’ ’ That s ﬁfteen o them a .

’ The ve dm ken a le and ran y b dy, ’ ’ Till they are all fu ; A nd I cannot get hom e to E i I ro My ppe t w, M i I tr y E ppe ow, M E ie r y pp I t o w, A nd I cannot get hom e to ie I tr My E pp ow.

’ h r d T e Tyne wate s so eep, that I cannot wade through ’ A nd I ve no horse to ride to

i I trow My E ppe , E ie I tro My pp w, E i I ro My pp e t w, ’ A nd I ve no ho rse to ride

My E ppie I tro w.

t a In Tyne I hev no a bo t, ’ N r o d I ro w o yet c u , A cross the deep water to ie I tro w My E pp , i I tr w My E ppe o , i I My E ppe trow, ’ A nd I ve no horse to ride

My E ppie I trow.

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' Sair faild hinny, ’ Sair fail d now, ’ Sair fail d hinny , ’ Sin I kend thi n.

Then said the awd man To the oak tree ; ’ ’ Sair fail d is e, ’ Sin I kend thee. ’ air fail d hinn S y, ’ Sair fail d now ’ Sair fail d hi nny , ’ Sin I kend thou.

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J RE H A SKIN.

' n? n sono s x n to tt r, s a o s u a u n.

— ' Tuna Ha w y er; hea rd of a ﬁ olicrom

COME entlem en attend to m ditt , g , y y, All ou that delight in a gun ; d iy ’ll i A n , you be s lent a m inute, ’l I l tell you a rare piece of fun.

Fa] la], 8tc.

It was on the tenth of Novem ber,

l e on Ma rtinm - O r e s up as day, l ’ A gentlem an} who ov d pastim e, l O ct 3 hare- skin well stuff d with hay.

’ Then into the ﬁeld he convey d her, A nd set her against a hedge- side ; ’ d r Our gunners were ram bling the ﬁel s th o , ’d So that pussy was quickly espy .

Mr Peter Confett. ’ Tindal the ﬁrst that es d he Mr , py r, ’ Said that he lov d a roast hare , A nd that he would have her tit su r ppe ,

For he for the lawdid not care.

he t r his ur o e o ns r T bet e p p s t a we , H e char ed his un well wi h slu s g g t g , A nd ﬁrin ri ht m anfull at her g g y , H e ba t her betwix t the l two egs.

But when that he went for to seize her, H e found him self cursedly bit d n flun her down i s A n soo g n a pas ion, ’ ’ A nd look d as if he d been b - t.

The nex t was Will D unn our a nter , p i , Who wanted a novelty bit ; d ki n oo d aim le fl h r A n , ta g g , t y at e , ’ A nd kill d her stone- dead on her seat.

’ When ﬁrin h he g, e swore had m ani d her, ’ ’ H e ne er m iss d a hare in his life ; A nd then in reat ro bl g t u e was he, her To get safe hom e to his wife.

The nex t as ohn Walker 11t il r w J , a o ,

H e thinkin oo r uss for, to na g p p p, ’ Indeed, he endeavour d to kill her, But his un ver often did sna g y p.

t th n m a in all thin s in order Bu e k g g , H e at her let furiously drive ; ur ser ea nt was to have her tit su O j pper, To m ake the ll m err bel m a y yy e.

But I think he was dam nable sa ucy, ’ She ne er was intended for he ; H e m ust et som ethin lse to his a g g e c hhay , ’ ’ For it and hare esh ll ne er a r ﬂ g ee. Y 2 The nex t was Joe Dix on, the barber, On m ornin he rose in reat h e g g aste, A nd sw re he wo uld h ve hare tiv his s r o a uppe , A n ive all his nei h our a a d g g b s t ste.

’ When ﬁ ri o h ng, he sw re e had kill d her 0 then i n reat trouble was he g , H ow tha t he m i ht safel conve h r g y y e , For fear an ould y body sh see.

The nex t was ohn Bl thm an es uir J y , q e ;

Indeed he was m uch to blam e, To kill a h re th n i r r a wi a gu s ight c uel, h ’ h T o gentlefolks m ay t ink it gam e.

Then Grund cam e cursin a nd swea in y g r g,

Which is the chief end of his talk, t h r s ore b i H e sho e , and w y h s m aker, ’ ’ H e d kill d her as dead as a m awk.

But when that he went for to seize her, ’ A nd fo und it a skin st ff d with ha u y, n he r do wn in a a sio H e ﬂu g p s n,

nd ur an o en awa . A c sed, d s w t y

’ I d ha ll take are for h f Now ve you a c t e uture, A nd m ind very well what I say f e th t ou ﬁre ee the hare run Be or a y , s , ’ L est it prove a ha re skin stuff d with hay .

t h all ﬁn el tri k d Bu I think t ey were y c e , Beside wasting powder a nd sho t : d drink a t the fanc Let us have a goo y,

o l dl ﬁll us the ot. S , an ady , p

’ ’ ’ r h alth that contriv d it H e e s the gentlem an s e , For he is a right honest soul ; ’ll ’ i We la ugh and we ll m errily s ng, ’ When we re over a full ﬂ owing bowl.

Fal lal, are.

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here was Mr Bum an I ’ T d , we toss d it about, U ntil we began to grow m ellow; Three bottles of claret he ther did e m e give, ’ Indeed he s a jolly good fellow Full bum ers of clar t en i i r p e w t round t s t ue, Som e drank for vex ation till wice the di s t y d pew, ’ I ne er in m life saw so m er r y ry a c ew,

A s we were when I was in Lim bo .

There was Ral h ackson the ta nner he cam e in b cha p J , , y nce, A nd did chatter and talk like a parrot ;

A nd likewise Will Bulm er was o ne of our num ber,

For he had a m ind to d rink claret.

l l r und till Ful g asses went o I could not see, 0 then they were all willing I should go free ; But the il m a a em th re f dev y p y th eir ckoning or m e, For o I h e o t f n w av g t ou o Lim bo . it ’ I r With m any a foul step then stagge d hom e, ’ A nd it happen d to be without fa lling ; o o n bed and nothin I said I g t m y , g , But m y wife she began with her ba wling ; ’ m e such a al thou h she d been not e l She rung pe , g w l , ’ A s if she would have rais d all the devils in hell, You m ight have heard her as far as the sound of Bow ’ I ’ ’ Then I wish d that d stay d there in Limbo.

A NEW SONG,

For the Yea r 176 4.

M O N B Y MR W I LLI A S U TT .

ON the banks of the Tees, at Stockton of old, r t fam e ar old A castle there was of g ea we e t , n o retr at Where the Bishops of D urham were wo t t e , And spend all their summers at that gallant seat. Derry down, 8tc. 26 3

’ as once a im tha in ohn bein th Tw on t e, t K g J g ere, The chiefs o f Newcastle did thither repair ; ’ H um bly pray d that his H ighness would deign fo r to grant

Th m h rter f which the ere then in reat wa n . e a c a , o y w g t

’ ’ he in hi hl leas d with the Bish s ran T K g g y p op g d treat, Aboundin in li uors and all so rts of m eat g q , , ) ’ Their ra er he co m l d with the charter d i d si n p y py , g , ’ ’ in then as t as said to the Bisho s ood O w g , w , p g wine.

i h da ou of ious conce O ld Noll, n is y, t p rn, ’ ‘ This castle dem olish d , sold all but the barn When Nilthor a nd H ollis with two or three m or p , e, ’ ils as the d oft done ef r D ivided the spo , y b o e .

rovin cam e the deli The town still im p g, be ght f stran ers and others so charm in its si ht O g , , g g , ’ h rid e ross the river bein latel ro os d T at a b g c g y p p , ’ ’ b rib d a nd the ba r ain soo l The cash was su sc , g n c os d.

The in Lords and Co m m ons a rovin the s K g, , pp g cheme, ’ id as be n and no uil in The br ge w gu , ws b d g between ’ ’ ties when ﬁnish d no do ubt will r Two coun , , t p oduce for a tle and all thin s r Fairs, m arkets c t , g fo use.

’ drink th n a bum er t oc Let us e p o St kton s success, ’ May its com m erce increasing ne er m eet with distress ; ’ the eo le s endeavours rocure them m uch May p p p wealth, en o all their da s the reat blessin of healt A nd j y y g g h. D err do y wn, &c.

The callic and dem esnes were sold during the governm ent of the

com m on wealth 16 for 6 16 1. and (con after was difm an l , 47, 5 t ed, and m a t rials dif d o the e pofe f. Thc act of arliam en t for buildin a b rid e b fubfcri io 1 p g g , y pt n , was ot in 1 62 was im m ediatel be un and was ﬁniih in g 7 , y g . ed April, 3771,

and colt about Soool. 264»

J ' ' ows , COMMEN s rocx r DATION.

' ’ — r oh Fen wirl s the o Tune. Si J n ﬂ wcr

E brave s irits that love Canar COM , p , y, d co m a a re kee in A nd goo p ny p g, ’ riend let s nev r ar From our f s e v y, L a your m use awake from sleeping Bring forth m irth a nd wise Apollo ; Ma rk your eyes o n a true relation i ith his en shall follo w Virg l w p , ’ In ancient Stockto n s com m endation.

l river T U pon the state y ees, o l stle th r as d A g od y ca e e w place , i i in to the ocea n se N gh jo n g as, Whereby our country was m uch graced ' ﬂo r r ch co od i s A ding i m m it e ,

W ith co rn and lead, unto our nation ;

i a . e sin Wh ch m kes m g with cheerful voice, ’ Of ancient Stockton s comm endation.

h ndred thirt - ﬁve In six teen u y , out the m onth of Fe r ar A nd ab b u y ,

t - m en the did c ri Three S ockton y ont ve,

To see their friends, and to be m e

Pa rt of their na m es I shall describe, A nd place them down in co m ely fashion ; s Willi ohn and A nthon There wa am , J , y, ’ Gain d ancient Stockton com m endation.

m s Ri hm o d rs To fa ou c n ﬁ t they came, A nd with their friends awhile rem ained ; iddle am the re that town of fam e M h , , Whereby m uch credit they obtained rr o a da Bein g m e y n y ,

A challen e cam e in this sam e fashion, A m atch at ootball for to play ; But Stockton got the com m e ndation.

l a - Three Midd eh m m en appointed were, A nd stakes put do wn o n either party 3

Stockton - m en cast off all fea r, For Bishopric was always hearty.

h for o and lau ter 0 w at a scene j y gh , o r feather as light as cork , ’ d l raft r Our pond rous lead, an bu ky e , Sa il down the sm ooth canal spgethen !

Whilst co al a nd lim e a nd cheese a nd butter, Shall grace our fam ous navigation ; ’ A nd we will m ake a wond ro us clutter, ’ In m odern Stockton s com mendation .

Our fairs I nex t will celebrate, i h f raziers binds and o W t scores o g , cheya ’ i h Nell and A nd bum pkins yok d wt e, Who sta re like any pig that stuck ts

Fat horned beasts now ine our streets, Which A lderm en were wont to pace on

A nd o x en low, a nd lam bki ns blest, ’ ’ A nd all for Stockton s com m endation .

Our races too deserve a tune, h ll ’ The no rt e rn sportsm en a prefer em , ' For D a snty D a vy here did run

Much better then at Yo rk or D urham .

’ ' e u i i 0 twould ta k pa swnge ng volum e, To sing at large our reputation ; our h les o a l m O ur bridge, s am b , cr ss nd co u n, ’ f i s m i A ll speak a r Stockton co m endat on.

h n our ovial bum r r d Fill t e y j pe s oun , ’ Join chorus all in Stockton s glo ry Let us but love our native town _ , fi for trior hi r r A g pa , W g, o to y ’ ’ h te r the sa ha te er e W a e y y, w th y do , Their aim is but to fleece the nation a Let us continue firm and true ’ To honest Stockton s co m mendation.

0 Durin the fearcit o f an e in - the o le of S y ch g 181i n , pe p to ckton ' iflued out lver to kens o f flx n an v - enc value pe ce d twel e p e , the only ' o n ifl ed in h t ke s u t e county.

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’ — t hark ! the thund rin dr Perhaps bu g um , From love to arm s is beating ; e com e Our co untry calls ; we com , we , ’ Great George s praise repeating ’ d ood lon m a he here H e s great an g , g y Rei n ever bliss ossessin g , y p g ; A nd lon m ay each true volunteer ’ Behol him Britain s blessing.

al lal, are.

Our valia nt E arl shall lead us on

r wa The nea est y to glory, ho o r er rl Bri ht n u hails h da ing son, gnd fam e reco rds his stor y . D undas com m ands upon our lists s h irs The eco nd though on eart , s , ’ N o one he s second to ex ists,

or c ura n d orth sirs. F o ge, se se, an w ,

No venal m use before your view ’ Nex t sets a vet ran bold, sirs, Th raise to m erit ustl due e p j y ,

Fro m Paul she ca nnot hold, sirs,

H is valour o ft ha s b ore the test, ’ In wa r he s brisk a nd handy is riv te virtu stand confest H p a es , ’ an I n short, he s quite the d dy .

Fa] la], are.

k r l h ads h r a r Brave Mac a e e is g en die s, ’ he r us h lad o T y e j t t e s to d it,

A nd should the D ons, or lank Monsieurs ’ Com e here, he ll m ake them m e i t ’ H e ll roar his thunders, m ake them ﬂee,

Wi th a tow, row, row, row, ra ra ; ’ — A nd do them o er b l d . t ea y an , a s , s R ne i A od y d d Langara .

Fal lal, 8 m.

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r ri e i h lea sur I h l O u b dg wt p e be o d, O ur sham bles gain great approbatio n ; ’ d ei hb rin to ns a ree with m A n n g g w g e, i i ’ In s ng ng Stockton s com m endation.

From E ast and West the graziers bring Fat ﬂocks of each denom ina tion ; ’ A nd o er a glass they freely sing ’ Great is Stockton s com m enda tion.

Full thirty m iles so m e butchers ride ; Fat goods a re their ex pectation ; A t Stockton they a re well supplied ; ’ They sing Stockton s com m endation .

h ro laim a thri i Our s ews p c v ng town,

nd fo rtni ht- da s o d irati A g y t a m on, kto im ro ve so o n To see Stoc n p s o , r D aily to he com m endatio n .

iou s h Our spac s treets eac stranger views, A nd fairl ives his a robatio n y g pp , ’ Stockton s the place that I do choose , ’ So great is Stockton s com m endation.

r rd rchards ri er lains O u ga ens, o , v , p , A ll join to raise o ur contem plation ; hil d n h d Other oin W e han i an we j , ’ In singing Stockton s com m endation .

Our m erchants cast a noble shew, Rich goods as a ny in the nation ; l w Great is their trade with high and o , ’ Makes them sing Stockton s commendation.

I e All trades shall ﬂo urish now se , In their several occupation A nd our song shall ever be ’ Stockton s lasting com m endation.

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in whom he too deli h H e had a sister dear, k g t, ’ in n i an woo d her both da a d i A nd A tk so , h s m , y n n gh t ’ Till hr ro f ti m e he chained fast her he t o p cess o art, ’ ’ Which rov d her overthrow b Death s sur risin p , y p g da r t.

False- hearted A tkinson i h i udin t , wt h s del g ongue, ’ A nd his fair ro ise h s s r p m s, e thi poo m aid undone ’ For when he found he d cau ht her a t in i ’ g f s Cupd s snare, ’ Then made h ll ali Bett s no m ore i e a ke, y h s clear.

D rinkin was his deli ht his s nses re g g , e su to dose, K ee in l wd com an when he p g e p y, should seek repose ; H is m one bein s t and the l y g pen , y wou d tick no score, ’ Then with a face of brass he ask d oor e r , p B tt fo m ore .

A t len th he m et ith o e a servin - m i g w n , g a d in town, Who for good ale an d beer wo uld often pawn ’ nd a all- fo urs she d la as m an eo l A t p y , y p pe know, A fairer am ester no m an could ever sho g w.

’ Tom Skelton ostler at the in s A rm s does dwell , K g , Who this false A tkinson did all his secrets tell ; ’ H e let him r and of a n love he d unde st ew got, ’ A nd with th h wore sh d k e ll an oa e s , e e p fu the

Then for the irl the sent tt r g y , Be H a dy was her name, ' Who to her m istress soon an ex cuse did frame ; ’ Mistress I have a friend a t the Kin s A rm s d th ta , g o s y, Which I desire to see before oes awa , he g y .

hen she o r r n ho re T goes t he f ie d, w she ﬁnds ready the , ’ W ho catch d her in his arm s ho wdoe m o nl dear ? , s y y She sa s Bo s dri u nd f nin y , y nk abo t. a ear no recko ’ For she had awn d her sm ock for to defra the char e. p , y g

The did carouse it ff till the ‘be an to warm y o , y g , ’ Sa s Skelton Mak h I ra where the harm y , e a m atc , p y s ? T en with lovin h i a i a ree h a g kiss t ey stra ghtw y d d g ,

But e n m e had o i h r e ee. th y o on y , t g ve t e pi st a f

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I R E O T N P AIS F HE DU RHAMMILITIA .

Tune —Th Lidia m ace qf F .

ILITIA m them e nowch e M y I as , Your aid I to assist me m use , y m .) hilst here of the Dur m o ths ha y u fame, ’ Who chearful a ear d when these new tidin s pp g cam e, That to Barn ardca tl the m ust m arch s e y away, - E mbed t!to be witho t sto o r dela . f , u p y

’ What tho som e c owards have betoo them o ﬂi k t ght, f r their kin and co untr scorn for ﬁ h A nd o g y to g t, Yet we D urham bo s who ovia a ear y , j l pp , ’ ’ h honest we ll be and we ll bani s l f ar Rig t , h a l e ,

When head of the fro nt, how m artial We see r lon l so brave so alla t and free Ou Co e , g n , .

h ar Whose generous e t, by ex perience Why need we then dre ad alon1with him to go ? Then farewell, dear wi res, and each kind Pray do n ot repine that from ou we m ust part ; u h rk the drum s beat andthe ﬁfes s eet l B t a ! , w ly pay, ’ ’ We re order d to m arch no wto Richm o strai w nd ght ay .

Where clothed in red and in ur le , , p p Our ex ercise then shall be all our desire, ' ' Which havin ac uir d, then we ll m erril sin , g_ y g t reat r Success o g eo ge, a nd the Prussian i lo l P tt Likewse ya i , s statesm an so bold,

I then he Monsieurs should with their craft f t y guile, ’ ’ E et dare to m olest us on Britain s fa ir isle, ’ We ll la u h at thei fur an al ce so g r y, d m i strong, ’ To Charon below how e ll hur e o W l th m headl ng. D o the think that our m uskets useless shall be y , When i n numbers great, them d eem ing we see. 275

’ ’ ’ h do the re m ista en we ll oldl ro If t ey , y , b y p ceed ’ die e e i n l ll i A n d conquer or , r ob y we y eld ; ’ Then crowned with laure (for vent ring our live s) ’ re r H o m e then we ll tu n to our sweethearts and wives, W ha o will be reater our f m s l a t j y g , a e hal bound, The bells then shall rin r m s ll g, and the t u pets ha sound

ac lo al Bri on the ﬁll u hi s s L et e h y t n p glas , o r o drive care a a so round le it F t w y, t _pass, rink a health to kin e r e ho sit hi r D g G o g , w s on s th one, Whose ower the French to their sorro whave known ( p ,) a r rve him f r Ma y the Henn abo ve pese m m ha m , fend hi f m re n al r A nd ever de m ro fo ig a m .

TH E LA SS OF COCK E RTON . — Tune Loco down in rh Broom.

’ ’ TWAS on a sum m r v in e s e en g, I r i A s a ov ng went,

I m et a m aiden fresh and fair, Th t m ilk a was a ing sent. Whose lovel loo k such s ee n y w t ess spoke, D ivinely fair she shone ;

With m odest fa her dw ll - ce e ing place, I found was Cockertonﬁ

’ ’ s ﬁr d r Wi th rapture , I eage gaz d , i l in On th s b oom g country m aid , ro in i i kes r My v g eye, n qu c t sea ch, E a h ra h ’ c g ceful c arm sun ey d. ’ The m ore I z d, new wonder raw, A nd still tho ught upon hose lo el r T v y cha m s, that so alarms

In the Lass of Co ckerton .

E a h one shall h r ta c e e ke her. quantum, Thus says b rave Middleton ; ’ e ll drink a health to Pe Tra W g ntum, ’ A nd m errily we ll go on hot be ever so r Let the s g eat, ’ I ll speak to m y landlady ; A nd the ran ting lasses of Sedgﬁeld r n om n A re oari g c pa y .

’ r s a rave sinkin tailor The e b g ,

That b ath a brisk handsom e wife, A nd she will conve him the ﬂ a on y gg , To avoid all future strife :

A nd the ba ker a : the nex t door, She will be the la n dlady A nd the ranting lasses of Sedgﬁeld r r A e oaring com pany .

’ There s Branson, an honest fellow, ha h su ar enou h in to re H e t g g s , m a ntin If cloves and ce be wa g, We will boldly run on the score 3 w ton frolic is be un For our an g , ’ A nd we ll end it m ost

A nd the wanton lasses of

r A re oaring com pany.

Two wives Ix had alm ost forgotten. h in k Whom I m ust touc the quic , ’ r Branson s Being m erry at M , ’ They daue d round the candlestick ; nd h tune was uice o tire B a le A t e J r a f y , m da nce rril Which m ade the m e y, l h hold a rle A nd ong did t ey pa y, A nd m ade oll com an j y p y.

i f r In the m dst o this g eat pother,

The hackish wife cam e in, ’ She was fo rc d to he led by m edia ’ Thro thick and likewise thin .

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TH E DU RH AM VOLU NTE E RS . — Tune And erson in H ea v en .

WH E N Britannia her son s calls to aid her in a rm s, l r w th horro rs o ur isl n d A nd fe l wa , i its , a d oes thre a t, t f li ea ch b osom hat arm s The true Bri ish ee ng t w , w to the beach the invader to Pro m pts a ay , m eet. ith the r A nd along w b ave, Wh ir ountr will sav o the c y e, A nd whose o nl retrea t is a glorio us grave See each son 0 D unelm , a nd the o ld wi nd

atri al bra ve Volunte r. The p ot, the loy , tin e

Let the foes of old E ngland unite to enslave H er free nds fr h se ur so oft the haVe ba , om w o f y y ﬂe d ’ W e ll r their rui ho esca the wild wave p ove, by n w pe , We ca n ﬁ ht like our sires who at A i ourt bl g , g nc ed3 ’ h r l r i T eir g eat deeds we l ev ew, A nd ex am le ur ue p p s , ’ A nd prove we ve the blo d of the sam e race so true.

D eterm ined to save what an life is m o re dea r,

O ur countr our laws m ar h ach bra e Volunt er. y, , c e v e

i n i r lw s l -" his oud Ba Vain boast ng Mo s eu a ay ower d pr g, Whenever he m et o ur bold tars o n the sea ; A nd of conquest on shore let the Corsican b rag ; H ere the length of their graves their sole conquest shall be ! L et them va our a nd p threat, hei r Boast t r a mi es so great, Old E ngla nd united can never b e beat t ’ This often rov d fac e lo hea heers p t ach yal rt c , ’ Of their ountr s best ua rdians her brave Volunteers. c y g ,

he ro d D on thro h l tim e hall his m ad ness de lo re T p u , ug al , s p , ’ W hen his Wealth and his Indies a re c onquer d by thee ; ’ A nd treach ro us n eer m ourn a vassal once m o re My h , , , i From the shackles of which, our brave sires m ade h m free. Then M nhee on and aul y r, D , G , W e her h l ll e c al enge you a , A nd believe British bayo nets will yo ur spiri ts appal ; For our ride to chas o a ea rs y p tise, see a nati n pp ; In the an m arch he lo al V lunteers ! v r y , her brave o 291

C o m e the da when t e oe on o r shore dare de y h f u scend, Like the lion defendirg his (h u n ch will feel ; ’ r o rld s in train F o the w gainet our afa y will contend, ’ While fa ir freedom and cou ra ge srqrport their lov d weal An d along wi th the brave. Who will a their country w s A nd whose onl retreat is a lorious ra y g g ve, ’ W ith th ﬁr t in the ﬁ ld i h i a r e s e , ga nst eac foe wll ppea , The luyal and patriot sons of the Wea r.

c ﬂ la r SO- . y , I 5

i n s u ne I . in the 1M r o iris Rei n K J f g , ca me to

D a r/ra m on Good 16 17, colrere Ire wa s limﬂy r eceiv ed by a Cit a d n ii i: E tra nce the Bod or a te y , n , o n , y

’ RH M a old t t us sa lutes h r kin D U A ci y h e g, W ith entertainm ents such as she can bring ; nd cannot ait u n hi s m a t A w po jes y , W ith he w of reatness but hum ilit s g , y , Ma kes her ex press herself in m oderate guise n hi deserte no rth fa r from o ur e I t s d , y yes ; r ur reat rel te am es o f late adored F o yo g p a (J ) , H e r di nities for hi h we on im lored g , w c p Y r hi hest aid t ive o n tin ua n e ou g , o g c c ; A nd so co nﬁrm ed by y ou r dread so vere ignce r ro a l m s did ran herein But what ou y Ja e g t ,

O ur bishop Ja m es ha th m uch oppugnant been . d l o er where f rce d Sm all force bea rs own sm al p w , o an it r h H ath greater strength than equ y and ig t. The last are o nly in your breast included : ’ ' ub ects rief k e er from ou secluded S j g s nown, are n y ; r m ou r m e re ra F o y ost gracio us grant we th refo p y , h the f ir shi h da T at a sun ne of your brig test y, W ould sm ile u on our it whose clear beam s p y c y , E x hale the tro ubles of our fo rm er stream s ;

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' r d n et to Tho one seeks ou un oi g, y you, ll ur hea rts ra and all our knees shall bow A o p y . ; A nd this dull cell of earth, in which we live, U nto your name its latest praise sha ll give ; ’ r n ood kin !Durh s l it Co nﬁrm o ur g a t, g g am o d c y ’ ’ erf e if bless d ith am s i . pow ul b , w J es pty

v n nd the m s or was lac in rank n The erses bei g e ed, y p ed ex t b efo re the sword hom e befo re the kin and hearin the m ace of h g, g t e c ity a ll hur the wa y to the Cathedral C ch.

R A M D U H OLD WOME N.

A S a wwas ganoin to D urham ’ A w m et wi three oll risk j y b wom en, ’ A w a sk d what news at D urham ? They sa id joyful news is com ing ’ ’ ’ h re s thre shee hea T e e ps ds i the pot, ’ A eek o easm eal in the ud in p p p d g. ’ ’ ’ The um d la u h d a nd ki y j p , g , s ppd at that, Fo r the o ful da s are c om in j y y g.

Fal la la.

E PITA PH

01: J om v Sm r sozv o H a m ster Woo/camber . , f fy ,

B Y I S AA C G ARN E R.

I itin is WH LE vis g th da rk abode, ’ H r r der turn th and in e e, ea , y w r g eyes ; ead li h for ndernea h this Tr g t, u t sod, m oe Su o n , the Village P t, lies.

’ o le s folli n heir The pe p es, a d t vice, fre uen l A s q t y as he found leisure, H e hunted down as cats do m ice ) i I n strains of true poet c m easure .

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d The dress of the body and m in , For ages ex actly the sam e ’ N o travel the m anners re ﬁn d, ’ i b as it came A nd fash on pasa d y .

A h h h of h sons anst tho o !w ic t y c u b ast, ’ Like Maddison m ade to e x lo , p re o i e o the silver irt c a T g v t g o st, The worth that was foreign before !

ach lan a e e ch h um our his o E gu g , a , wn, A ll E urope was proud to im prove ; m l ium i do n to bem Who Be g s ts w oan, W i l li in l hom Gall a cou d sten g ove .

n ill thou cease to com lain ! Say , whe w P t th destin cries 0 h D arwen , y y ; i Far off, on the banks of the Se ne , Th arli th Ma ddison—dies y d ng, y

MS - TH E HE XH A H IRE LA SS.

h fo r the bull and the blue ITS ey , H ey for the cap and the feather ; f r assi true H ey o the bonny l e ,

That lives in H ex ham shire. ’ r h i Th o by t e Sa by Syke, ’ A nd o er the m oss and the m ire, ’ I ll o to see m l g y ass,

W ho lives in H ex ham shire.

Mr Maddison was secretary to the E nglish A m bassador at the o rt about t he en d o f the A m erican wa r : his death wa French C u , s rather sin ular the a m ba ssado r ha d been i n v ited to a lar e dinner art g ; g p y, ' ven by som e of the m em b ers of the French Governm ent but being ra ill a tim e h sent his secretar as his de u t who w ther t the , e y p y , ent ac ordin l and ca m e ho m e ex trem el ill an d fo o n a fter died with c g y , y , , a ll the sym pto m s o f b eing po isoned ; a m ark o f fa vour which the n ha d intended to ha ve a id to the a m b assador had not fortun Fre ch p , e forbid it The ci rcum sta nces o f this curious affair , which m ade con

i tim e ere ri htl known . s derable noise at the , w never g y

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es BLIN Wri t r the nati To tire foregoing Van , D ( ve Minstrel cf N ewca stle) li a r a dded flu following rimjtle R1zy m ;

the ut her Bank U p B c , A nd down Byker Chare ; ’ ll see th la es There you e ss , e in rown ware S ll g b .

r om a . Buy b o bau m t, are

A long the Quayside, ’ Stop at Russell s E ntry ; ’ ll ee h e ra There yo u s t e b er d wer, She is standing sen try .

Bu brow ﬁ m 8‘Co y l ,

r If you want an oyste , Fo r to taste your mOuth, ’ nd lker Call at H a y Wa s, ’ outh H e s a bonny y . Buy broom husums,

i ’ Call at Mr Logg e s, H e does sell good wine ; ’ ‘ here ou ll see the beer dra r T y we , She is very ﬁne. u broom buso B y m s, &c.

If you want an orange. Ripe and full ofjuice ;

Gan to Hun Black, ’ ou ll et our choose y g y . Bu broo u o y m b s m s, 8&

’ Call at Mr Turner s, ’ A t the Queen s Head ; ’ H e ll not set u a a yo w y, r Without a piece b ead . Buy broom bureau,

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’ ’ t su h ood thin s as these are I r To ea c g g , m su e ye ve but seldom the luck ; ’ ’ side fo r m ake us som e otta e there ll be a sh e h Be , to p g , e ps ead and a pluck. ’ ill la th ﬁ Blind W y s to p y on e ddle.

’ there ll be lent black uddin s shee fat and Of sausages p y, p g , p , ’ neats tripes for to warm all our noses reat store of tobacco Besides, y , g a nd pipes ’ he sa there s rovided for s at Th ld A room , t y y , p u e O ’ Jacob s Well roo m he went there this m ornin a n k f The brideg g, d spo e or a ’ l barrel 0 yel . ’ ill t la on the ﬁddle Blind W y s o p y .

’ ’ ’ r to be those thin s I ve m entio n d and There s su e g , m a ny hi s else a nd I lea rn t ng , , ’ r d u ter and su ar theres to lease e r White b ead a n b t g , p vey bonny young bairn ’ Of each dish and glass you ll be welcom e to eat and to drink ’ till you sta re ; ’ ’ ’ ’ o wha t m a s to at it I ll tell o u ne h I ve told y u e t be , y x t w o s

to be there . ’ Blin d Willy s to play on the ﬁddle.

’ h there ll be Peter the han m a n who ﬂo s folks at th W y g , g e

cart tail,

A nd Bob, with his new sark and ruﬁle, m ade out of an o ld h e] ra il

i on the ua ho lls o s r hose m o th r A nd T b Q y, w se y te s, w e oft strove to persuade; ’ To kee her fro m the lads b t she wo uld nt untill h p , u , s e got by them ’ Blin d Willy s to pla y on the ﬁddle .

’ ’ A nd there ll be Sand the ob er hose bell r y c l , w y s as ound as a ca g, A nd D oll with her short ti is la h r i , pet coats, to d p y e wh te stockings and leg ; 905

l h s i a r i c And Sal , who w en ung n co ner. a s x pen e they say ’ won t refuse, ’ ’ She curs d when her fa ther was drown d, because he ha d on

his new shoes. li l ' l B nd Wil y s to play on the ﬁdd e.

’ nd there ll be Sam the u k do or f kill and rof i n A q ac ct , o s p ess o ’ he ll crack ; A nd ack who would fain be a sol er but for a r at J di , g e b u mp o n his back ; A nd Tom in the streets for hi livin who rinds ra z o r s g, g s, scisss rs, and knives ; A nd two o r three m err ld women that calls Mu s d ”y o , , g an duhlers, wives. ’ ind l l l Bl Wil y s to pay on the ﬁdd e.

’ ut nei hbours I d lm t or t for to tell e x a tl B g , a os f go , y e c y a t

one? The dinner will be n l a will o the tab e, nd music play a m is done ’ When ou ll be all heartil el f feast fo r y y w com e, o this m a y

to shares ’ But if o u won t com e a t this bi t ou m a y dding, why hen y y stay where you are. ' lin l l B d Wil y s to pay on the ﬁddle.

A S N G written a n d sun b H . F. H . in O , g y a t the open g

o rrowC llier Se t mber 26 tk 180 . q o y , p e , 3

’ OLD a n - aw lon fa m d fo r m ona tica lor J , g s l e, ’ ’ ’ Whe re Bede rust m anu scri ts se r h d o e r and o er , y p a c ; ’ ’ N ow see us a sse bl d u o n her ree n swa d m , p g ,

With f ll sm ilin a nd s irit f l lad . aces a g, p s ul g

Fa] lal de ral la.

’ lon h No g c aunt of Fria rs now steals thro her gloom s, ’ No lazy co wl d m onk now her visnds consum es hearful the s i raise But c train which o ur vo ces up ,

ctive th an f o ur raise . A nd a e m , who partakcs o p

Fa!la] de rsl la .

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J ug,

B Y A S P E CTATO R.

I en r sin e s son of Sou a n’ S X c tu ies c , om e say, a th Se to , W a s m ulct for a m onk he to m um m y had beaten ; ’ Th e rio r ilfer d r f i p there p the p ow o a pg, ’ A n d D elaval drub d well the pillaging prig ! I o n f h r t n c m m em oratio o t at g eat even , E ach anniversary in eclat is spent

T ho u h la ndlo rds lie e - le ates are bound to o e g g g b y, ’ Tha t country carousal s kept up to this day .

sum subscri tion was uickl coll cte A by p q y e d, A s none to co ntribute their quo ta objected H alﬁ uineas the hi hest the lo west a shillin g g , g A nd seam en an d la ndm en were e qually willing

- r d n bli la H ence ha nd bills we e paste up i pu c p ces, To state both the tim e and the term o f these races ; E x l inin he rizes and astoral la s pa g t p , p p y , Prolo n in these astim es th s hre g g p e pace of t e days.

r r h The stewa ds inst ucted t e cash to collect, Kept debto r and credito r scrolls quite correct ; To urchase such rizes as ere reconcerted p p w p , The coin was with consum ma te caution conven ed ; To furni h out fun fo r friends stran ers and n i h s , g , e g bours, These gents to gym nastics gave gratis their labours ; L fa r a rece ts m i ht not be ro o est i pl y, by p p , g p m ted, i the uo From the rac ng calendar cases y q ted.

’ ail- s for u dru eds a ccustom d to co r s Qu cup q a p u se , A nd handsom e cart- harn ess fo r husbandry horses ;

With sa ddles and bridles fo r hunters and hacks, A nd plate spurs for ponies that pay no Pitt- ta x C c 2

South Sea ton so called a t the tim e but afterwards n , ; Mo k Seaton,

where D elaval E s . so com letel casti ated a o , q p y g c vetous ca puchin as to cause his death fo r so do in however reat ; g, , g part of his pos es? ‘ f i —S the ir « T n b sions were for e ted ee H m y y y m ur . 308

S rin whi s ade ﬁn: m ules and d am our for a s p g p m , goo se s , A nd harlequin habits for lads and for lasses ; Gloves hats hose nd ha n e rchiefs shirts shifts , , , a dk , , , and sh o es,

To run a e or rin for s di a es choose. , g p , g . , a can d t

With m ultitudes m in gled the turf was attended. l Like barley and beans, there the be les and bea m blended From to wn a nd th c tr s h n bers ass e oun y uc um embled, The race- ground a Newcastle m eeting resem ble d Which cohorts all re d d ions c r c e s an condit om pised, A nd dresses distin ctio ns a nd e se rts dis uis , , d g ed ; intn r m ad i i r iews a e By V e s e v v d, the i v bec m various,

A m us m ents r m a ir h m i . e we e ny, and m t ultifar ous

’ ’ The racers at W rren s were re ularl ente r a ) g y d, ’ A nd m oney at booking wa s fo rm ally ventur d ; ’ A Newm arket rider rea r tl in racin a les , g st b , C on rsant in ir uainted i h ve qu ks, and acq wt cabals ; ’ Whose owers of rofe ion ere ri d i p p ss w p z upon pass on, A nd principles priva tely put up to auctio n : ’ S o m e Mo nksea to n trm ers o n d ﬁ frau plac d alliance, B ut sa win t e se uel thei r rotten r li h q e ance.

ri in bai a d this son of dece i By b b g that g , pt on ’ eceiv d rea d rhi no et ade is ela tion R y , y m h ; ’ This resto hi u ils to asants refe r d p , s p p pe p ; ' In bilkin hi s brethren , the eft would have crr d l To ll'i ecula to r a ul gu sp s, v can as vile, ’ Stak t wi turﬂstude n in n ible st d oo th ts ta g yln, ’ Till du d lin u nts we re om d thro ped e q e do ugh the thy, Their debts of disho n or on peril to pay .

C rru tio r r o r o p n c eeps into bOth com m e ce and c u ts, Then who c an repel it from rural resorts ? ’ A s all ublic la e r ‘ est r d with ro wlers p p c s a e e p , ’ The streets are stagnate with stigm atiz d strollers ; A nd som e san ui r h u h ubtile and snu g ne swindle s, t o g s g, Plunge into the pit they for others had dug ;

Thu sam e at Manh a ttan, the w as m ust adm it, With sslﬁsatisfacvicn ) Tin 651m we"

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drawn u in f i In haste p, a r array, Our Yo rkshire guards are seen A nd m ounted on a jet rd Fauconber I een Lo g, w ,

W h r ho bravely gave t e word to m a ch, A nd furiously did ride nd rancin first at Brunswick like A p g , gre , ’ Twas well the streets were wide .

rom New a e d n the Br ad Chare F g t , o w to o , ’ They m arch d with m ight and m ain ’ d Then galla ntly they turn d them roun , f ” n A d so m a n /f u]: aga in .

hen ﬁl m ri T l a bu per to the b m , ’ A nd drink to GOtham s m ayor ; nd i A when aga n he hears such news, Ma a r y F uconbe g be there .

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PATRIOT VOLU NTEE RS

B Y C LARINDA.

E is not i the ’ THE R n world s terraqueous round, r kin or cons itu A bette g t ti on found, ’ ’ d Britannia s ea r Than lov s gi t Realm s can claim, ’ ri in s r in A s ch in Bless gs. a enown d Fam e ; ’ er laws nd Social Libert desi n d H , a y , g , erfect ha n i f m n To p ppiness, a d d gni y anki d.

I the ear 1 co s of vo nt rs w re raised in Newc tl y 795 , a rp l ee e as e , ’ n u cm un of m e rena i r ht i n antr an two g d e , one lig f y, d n i ge receiv a u ts y ed their colours in the Perth, from Mrs M y- est, “ “ sui t “ms 3793 311

These to re erve throu h each succee A p s , g d sg ge, i h a l n a O ur Pa triot Volunteers wt ze e g ge . m rilliant on the shores of T n Behold the b y e, N ewcastle H eroes Gateshead H eroes join ! ’ ll ee- born Sons the Freedom s Ri ht A fr , y g s defend, A n d each to each secures a steady Friend ! ' Whilst a rli isaﬁection slinks a w sn ng D ay , ' These H E A RT S o r Go nn true loyalty d lay ; These H u n -r s o r Go nn this Standard ruth ro l p c aim, Oa r King a nd Constitution a r e tire ra m :

’ d ce Br ve M n !a sert our C ountr A van , a e s y y s E x ertions only can support her La ws. r Vi ilence r carious Mom ents call Fo g , p e , ’ he d n r s obviou an cdhcerns us All. T a ge s, d A ol su ineness tim id hearts a tr co p , m y y , But manly courage m ust the m eans supply Sue we for Pea ce ? that Peace is surest found, i r u Where honest fortitude maintains ts g o nd.

We ha ve at hom e, alas !som e secret foes, Which well as Frenchm e valour must o , n—, ppose. Thou h sava e Tu m o u rs r s their Schem es urs g g p ue, A nd still m islead a blind u ngrateful C re w; e t ﬁrm the m artial Cha to e r Keep y bu , b a , Tour bra v e Arm ia ter and gu m r r am 1’ ’ r io s er u t e er lon e l Fe oc us Mon t s m s g d c ine, A nd Mo m ma -n o n dra wher equal Line : ’ shall m ee a a i s hi hes r i S o y e t N t on g t p a se, A nd Love ahd Beauty crown y ou r future Days; For Love and Beaut ever wait on Fam y e, ’ E ach H er s lor i m hal l o g y, and tr u p C aim .

Newca stle, F ort]: How .

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l CU LL, a ia s; SILLY BILLY,

O N ewc tl sr w f as e j a Ty ne.

IS well know character William Scott com m TH n , , on ly ” l ill a nam e kno n in r called Cu l B y, w m ost pa ts o f t he stle n orth, is a native of Newca , where he resided a m other a oo r old wom an who m ade her his , p , retailing wooden ware ; she like her son was an

s bein not above four feet hi h. distres , g g l oor m an oft ex cited com assio Bi ly , p , p re while recitin which he did ith a rea creatu s, g ( w g t

‘ ex actness, a nd in such a distinct and clear m anner as to ’ i e m an the Lord s Pra er several other r ers surpr s y ) y , p ay , pa s sa es from scri ture, arc. to a n um erous audience of bo s g p ~ y ; b ut they generally repaid his endeavours for their welfare with a shower of dirt or stones. ft have the followed him around the tin an O y streets, bea g d in him as bo s hunt a cat o r d h00t g , y og ; and yet no notice n f this until one m ore co was take o , , mpassionate than the rest, f rward and interceded for him in l n lin stept o , the fol owi g es, which were published i n the Newcastle C hronicle of the f A u ust 1802 with the si nat re of 28th o g , , g u J. S.

‘ ho m WH ENCE t u m cr, y soul that barrow? Whence those ells that wound m r y , y ea ! ’Tis the hapless child of sorrow! ’ ’ oor ill s laint I Tis p B y p hear. ’ ‘ in tatter d a i ht see hi a Now, [ lg I m , Teazing crowds a round him press 3

Ah will none from insult - free him 2 None his injuries redress !

’ m an a f arf l n Fi ll d with y e u otion, N o whe utters piercing cries ;

Startin now, with sudden m otion, ’ S y thro the streets he dries. or forlo rn Po , , and hapless creature, Vi ctim of insanity ! ea Sure it sp ks a ruthless nature, To oppress a wretch like thee.

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’ ’ L o rful o BOUT unnun awd heard sec w nde sp kes, ’ ’ ’ That the streets were a cover d wi guineas a house se ﬁ randees the fol The s ne, sec g ks, ’ ’ Te them b ut i tb north were but n innies. ’ I But aw fand m a sel blonk d when to Lunnun gat, ’ ’ The folks they a luck d wishy washy ; ’ ’ For ould e m a howlt till e re blind as a bat g y y y — , F or their streets are like wo rs brave and blashy ! ’ ’ u i a r t Bout Lunn n then div nt ye m a k s c ou , ’ There s nouse there m a winkers to dazzle ’ r ﬁ i r o i u Fo a the ne th ngs ye a e g bb n abo t, We can m a rra iv canny Newcassel.

’ ’ h r A Cockney chep showd m e the T am es d uvy feace, ’ Whilk he said was the pride 0 the natio n ’ A nd thought a t thei r shippi n a wd m ack a haze gaze ’ B t f t i ratio u awwhopd m a oo on h s no n. ’ Wi hu hu ed shi s sail iv a tide s, m un, three ndr p , ’ ’ We think nouse on t wll m aek a cc dav , a y y ' ’ ’ i go nok if ye din t knaw that the lads o Tyne s de, A re th a ks t m ack a is wor nav e J c tha f m h y . ’ Bout Lunn an, &c.

i ’ We went b g St Pa ul s and Westm inster to see, ’ A nd a w warnt ye aw thought they luck d pretty ’ A nd then we d a keek at the Monum ent te, Wh ’ ’ i ilk m a friend ca d the pearl o the c ty . ’ We hinn sa s aw we e a Shot To wer se hec y y, y , v , That hiv it ye m ight scraflle to heaven ; ’ ’ A nd if i n on Sa nt Nicholas ye o nce cus a c c, ’ ’ ’ Ye d crack o n t as lan as e re livin. , g y ’ Bout La nunu , etc.

’ ’ trud d to S s or ere the kin lives We g t Jam es , f th g , ’ ’ A wwarn d ye a good sta re we teuclt o n t ; ’ By m y faicke its bee n built upby A dam s aun neaves, ’ ’ s b the o t For it s aud as the hill , y leult n

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nnun !wor Pla - house awlike ust as weel Dang Lu y j , ’ A nd wo r play- folks a w s shure a re as funny ’ r r es m e to la u h till l A shillin s wo th sa v g aw squee , lli n there thrim m els m a m one Ne ha o y . ’ Bout L unnun, & c.

’ he o er l r r The loss 0 t c tt e s a wdinna egs i d, ’ ’ Fo r a wve getten so me white- heft o Lunnun ; ’ ’ A w ve learn d to prefer m y awn canny ca lf y ’ ’ a h m e m ai r fr t ll be cunnun If ye c tc a , ye .

that the Co ckne s ra e rum - u - A wknaw y c k g m shus d i n es, ’ k am o f w r r nd o r arel To m ac g o bu , a w p ho nest Blind Will shall strin thi s iv rh But y g ym es, ’ ’ ll sin d fo r A nd a w g a Christm as Ca rol. ’ Bout Lunnun, 8te.

C ROA K U M RED IVIVU S.

’ c unt o N ewc tl Tire Cr ow s a c o f as e, on her rem to tha t To wn

ADD R E S S E D T O A B ROT H E R C ROW .

C RONE Y its now nea r thirt e r , y y a , Since here I sa w thy face d since tha t tim e m h n e A n , y o st bird, ’ What chan e here r ta ken l g pace. ’ th m in tro th is a lter d Go a , , quite ; ’ ’ H ere s nought as twa s befo re r o wn sho uld I Peo le no t ha v e known, p ‘ " H ad I n0t heard the n u n s .

’ ’ stee le s one a that lov d abode Our p g , , ’ Wh ere o nce we loudly cro ak d ' Advice to Gotham s alderm e n ; ’ ith h fr A nd w t e eem en joh d.

a Ex chan e stee le taken down and the Ex chan e newfronted I g p , g , 794,

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’ The r ses too the ve taken do n C os , y w f ’ Tho built the other da y he to o I f did im e e T y , ancy , p d , The reat folks in their wa g y.

A nd nex t their nostrils delicate, ’ Can t bear the sm ell of m eat ; ' A nd straight the Butcher s shops and stalls; Fl ui kl from he s y q c y t treet.

’ Their foolish ride there s nou ht p g can stop, ’ Im provem ent s a ll the go ’ ’ l s e i U nseem y very th ng that s old, ’ ’ So all that s - old s laid

h reli of h ir sires is E ac que t e gone, Or got a m odern face on ’ The oor old Castle h—Gotham s rid p , p e, A m odern cg: they place on .

’ ‘ ' The Bridge is widen da the Quay enlarg d} The old M00thalllaid low;I ' A nd other Co urt s,m like all their wo rks, ’ il l fo r They ve bu t here al show. ’ how shows the wo rd in otham no w S , G , ’ ’ A nd ev ry thing that s new; ’ ’ ’ From th Inﬁr t th Children s S hool m ary gr o c ,o l A pa ace is to view.

he st a ts its alace now t T We g te boas p ,1 ’ On the Moo r another s seen ;g

k down 8 . f Scale dc Cross and White Cross ta en , 1 01

B tcher Market rem o v ed 180 . g u , 7

6 w ba ttl ts a ed on th Castle 1812. N e em en pl c e , 6 Bridge widea ed

Th a nla r o os o h E x chan e 18 1. e Qu y e ged pp ite t t e g , 1

l Th M o H all lled down 0 . e o t pu , 18 9

as N ew ount Courts erected 1811- 1 . C y , 2

a In r a r enlar ed 180 6 . ﬁ m y g ,

ubilee School built 1810 - 11. e J , ’ Car enter s Meetin H ou W s a 1 1 - p g se built at the e tg te, 8 1 12 .

Grand Stand built, 1800. 319

A nd (to please the nabobs of the east) Bridge has Pa ndo n D ean tr ’ ’ To see their C hurch see the ve ll d , y pu Ma ny a goo d a nd ba d ho use ;r ’ ’ The re s one thin m o re ho we er the g , , y ’ A nd that s a Spacious Ma rl H om e !

r s F o r, whe n these alte ation end, ’ ’ To tell I ve not the pow r ; ’ u rrelin bo t E en now their q a g a u , ’ Th im provem en t of the m oo r t

Y et like the Rom an, who fo r wa nt ’ Of wo rlds—fro m war ref:ain d ’ e d i r v m ents G o rham s chang s an m p o e , ’ ’ Will with th world s lim its end .

r a hil the ba nd of m usician l n in SOME Yea s go, w e s be o g g to the Newcastle A rm ed A ssociatio n were practising in one ’ a r e ts of the Town s our so e g of the pa tm n C t, m on ’ i stole the Sheriﬂ s gown, which gave r se to the N aging verses

’ Tis said that in the good old times ’ r theur liv d a a n of rh One O j , m ymes, A nd fam ous on the ly re ’ r he o t r Whene e t pet sung, he t ees ’ Rush d from the m ounta ins to the seas, in h r Or jum pt to t e ﬁ e.

But m ark what wonders ﬁll our land, ’ When late th Association - ha nd

In this illustrio us to wn, ’ Fo r m ore than a ncient fa m e renown d) ’ ’ is la rl their m a i o w r of d p y g c p s so un , ’ — ’ O ff m ov d rhe t e ﬂ r gown U igg2

Brid built over Pandon Dea n 1- r ge , 181 13.

1 Buildin s in fro nt o f S N icho las church ulled do - g t p wn, 1310 11.

r Th i m rovem ent of th Moor ro os d - e p e p p e , 1811 11.

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Page ’ ’ ’ A s I earn thro Sand ate thro Sand at r g , g e, th o ’ Wife s like m y Johnny : d ie nn k My bonny keel la d , m y ca y eel laddie ’ Twas between H ebbron and Ja rro w ’ ’ W here s t n a can n hinn Ba t e bee , m y y ’ ﬂ esh I m cum fra Sandgate Street oll n th wa thrice ha T R o y y , ppy yne ’ ’ r Bl ckett s Fi eld sad hov rin M a , g

L ike wolves of the fo rest, ferocious and keen ’ r h fo W hen u np ovok d, w en fo reign es i fro a r Jblrn D us be I, m Co unt y Town a att u kno we Brito ns are stro n I n b , yo w, g ks l lid ls a a ns e vs hristians an d T r Tur , n e , P g , J , C a tan ’ W in n Fam e brought the news of Great Britain s success he ailer for trial had brou ht u a thi ef T j , , g p ’ ’ o a and ll sin th a tune m un H w y aw g e , ’ ’ Odd smash l tis hard aw can t rub dust 05 ’ ’ marro s we ve ha n d to me no Com e w , ppe et w ‘ r l fa r l c el Ih ewee , ewee , m a om y ’ Whilst the d read voice of war thro the we lkin rebellow ’ Whilst the- dread voice of war thro our isla nd rebellows A s th e and m y m arrowWas ganning to m m ]: If I had a unther penny The bonn i laddi the cannie i laddie y pt e, pt ’ ’ ce hea rd 0 these wond rous dons ’ —u The hal? week i s o er—no repining On each market day, Sir, the falhe ou the Quay, Sir 324

Lads !m yek a ring I was a y oung m aiden truly My m use ro v k flight the e ther day ’ W hen wa r 3 destructive rage did cease ’ ’ i ri ve r Rough roll d the roa r ng r s st eam m sum m o ns e Bririrli E lectors A ttend to y , y To sing so m e ny m ph i n her ca t W hen coo ling z ephyrs wanton play rd s i n stra ins that sweetl flow Whilst ba , y h re a nd o h where does our b n n la ssie d ell o h !w e , y o y w Should the French i n Newcastle but da re to appear or of b rave Ne lso n o r allan t Sir Sidne Ta lk no m e , g y lr Medeira Po rt Clere a d Sherr On Rbenis , , , t n y ’ f arnassus whose brai n re ins ir Ye sons o P , s a p d ’ Who 3 he that with grea t Mercury strides s sweet childs of sm o oth com lex ion A llo n , , p h st rn i m a n . s t e co n e at on a zem e t a nd dism a Si r Great wa , y , ’ n broo d fai rl fled d w m a f irl u se The yo u g y g , e y a y s ppo A s Nedd y a nd Betty were walking along Now fill a -b um per to the b rim ’ I m lo neso m e s i nce I left Blyth cam ps s ’ We m arch d from the ca m ps with our hea rts full of woe Co m e fill a b um per to the b rim r u m hearts m b r on f the T Co m e chee p y , y ave s s o yne ’ What pleasure oft tis to reveal ’ l i H a ye been at Newca st e fa r ’ Tho lofty ba rd s subli m er sing — ’ Whe n Ro yal Ge e on new year s day Sir Ja m es D uncan and Co their kind co m plim ents send 97 ' e ll o a l i n Li ddell, fare w t l true Br to s dear ’ I ri hollo wm urm urs o er the ben ding reeds ’ Of a the m an y bo nny co rps 101 te to Ne wcastle e sons of fair freedom 1 Co m e, has , y 02 ‘ ’ int o f a m ourner dee so rrow b res d with The pla , p pp KB ack m a hone hae e see n the new m o ne 105 H ey . J y , y, y y a F m Bento n B nk, to Benton to wn 106 Yt fell abo wgb r the L am asse tyde 107 The Perssye came byfore hys oste I I I It fell and about the Lemm as tim e 116

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llo o id u A po , y ur a I re q est Ye sacred nine descend U nsullied m irth attend this feast To fertile soil a nd fragrant air O bon ny H obby E lliott ’ Little wat ye wbs s co m ing Mackintosh was a so ldier brave The king has writte n a b road lette r ’ H o wm ournful feeble Nature s to ne

In former tim es where H ex ham to wn doth stand Brita nnia sca rce had pla nted the o live on our isle D o ctor Muff o nce m o re em ploys the burden of m y so ng r The ﬁrst of March, fro m Cockle Pa k Ne x t da y to the Tha tchm eadows l G ood fortune still a ttends the brave

A fair reform ation would re nder this nation The ploughm an he com es hom e at night ’ Sweet t ro the fores o ue ﬂo w h t, C q t s A t Christm as when the wind blew cauld ’ It happen d at goo d Christm as tide A bout the bush Willy I cannot get to m y love if I should dee A s I went to Newcastle

I went to Black H eddon ” h Jo n Thom pson, ust now ’ Of a Pitm an we l sing ’ Since Winter s keen blast m ust to Zephyr give place A ll lo vers of lucre m ay t u rn the Lord May or No rthum berland lads a re ha ndsom e squads ’ A farm er near Felton fam d for v ul ar fractions , g A ll m en of high and lo w degree O n travelling d own Tweed - side ’ o un l life Y g Solo m o n, tir d of a b atche ors A h l en ink and a r roves l in p , , p pe , p peas g There was ﬁve wi ves a t A co m b N o wlittle Bi lly is gone to the kirk I was young and lusty Com e entl men atte d to m i , g e n y d tty 827

’ I ll tell a stor if ou lease to attend you y, y p 26 1

O n the ba nks of the Tees, at Stockton of old 26 2 o e s ir tha love ar C m , b ra ve p its, t C a n y 26 4 U pon the stately river Tees 26 5 Ye Stockton lads and lasses too 26 7

Ye freeholders of Stockton to wn 26 9

You m en and m aidens all I ra ou no w at end 2 1 ng , p y y t 7 Militia bo ys for m y them e I no w chuse 274 ’ ’ Twas o n a sum m er s even ing . 275 Rookhope stands i n a pleasant place 276 C om e all the gallant brave wenches 28 l ’ Bobby Shaftoe s gone to sea 283

In the li ne to wn of Sunderla nd which sta nds on a hill £6. You S underland lasses dra w nea r 284 ’ Ye so ns of Sunderland, with shouts that rival ocean s roar 285 E lsie Ma rley i s grown so ﬁne ’ ’ Thro D urham County fa m d of old Com e all ye lads who wish to shine A nd a re ye sure the ta le is true W hen Britannia her sons ca lls to aid her in a rm s ’ D urham s old city thus salutes her king A s a w was gannrn to D urham W hile visiting this da rk abode ’ m th e nders lon L o v d strea , at m a a g Its hey fo r the ME a nd the blue A t hom e wad I be

Its 0 but I ken well w m a bo nn hinn U p the ra , y y If you wa nt a busom U p the Butcher bank ’ ’ Saw ye owt 0 m a lad Br l r ver and Ridl for a a nd ing fo e , ey ye My laddie sits o wre late up They ve prest m y dea r Jo hnny ’ ’ Nei hbours I m com e fo r to tell e our ski er and Moll s g y , pp to be wed ’ Old J a r row l n f for m onas i al l r , o g am d t c o e The sa ilo rs are all at the bar ’ We ll all away to the Lowlights