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... pull away , hearties ; At Wapping fhe liv'd , at the fign of the ship , Where tars met in fuch jolly parties . She'd ... Pull away , pull away , pull away , I fay ; What d'ye think of my Meg of Wapping ? The first was old Bluff , with a ...
... pull away , hearties ; At Wapping fhe liv'd , at the fign of the ship , Where tars met in fuch jolly parties . She'd ... Pull away , pull away , pull away , I fay ; What d'ye think of my Meg of Wapping ? The first was old Bluff , with a ...
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... Pull away , pull away , pull away , I fay ; Rare news for my Meg of Wapping . Then the marry'd to Sam , and Sam lov'd a fup , Pull away , pull away , brother ; So groggy Sam got , and the fhip it blew up , And Meg had to look for ...
... Pull away , pull away , pull away , I fay ; Rare news for my Meg of Wapping . Then the marry'd to Sam , and Sam lov'd a fup , Pull away , pull away , brother ; So groggy Sam got , and the fhip it blew up , And Meg had to look for ...
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So now with my fong I fhall foon do away , Pull away , pull away , pull away , belay , The fix husbands of Meg of Wapping . But 1 did not tell you how fhe marry'd feven ; Pull away , pull away , fo neatly ! ' Twas honeft Tom Trip , and ...
So now with my fong I fhall foon do away , Pull away , pull away , pull away , belay , The fix husbands of Meg of Wapping . But 1 did not tell you how fhe marry'd feven ; Pull away , pull away , fo neatly ! ' Twas honeft Tom Trip , and ...
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... , That thy blue bonnet's pull'd o'er thy brow ? O ! fad news ! fad ! fad ! Poor Robin is dead , And the plowman weeps over his plow , Well a well a day . And the plowman weeps over his plow . Is his pipe mute for Robin Gray , ay , 84.
... , That thy blue bonnet's pull'd o'er thy brow ? O ! fad news ! fad ! fad ! Poor Robin is dead , And the plowman weeps over his plow , Well a well a day . And the plowman weeps over his plow . Is his pipe mute for Robin Gray , ay , 84.
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... here before me , No rival to pluck or to pull , When empty I never deplore me , For then my exchequer is full . With my diderum , & c . H I've ribands of ev'ry defeription , Of ev'ry fine colour 113 am a jolly brifk pedlar,
... here before me , No rival to pluck or to pull , When empty I never deplore me , For then my exchequer is full . With my diderum , & c . H I've ribands of ev'ry defeription , Of ev'ry fine colour 113 am a jolly brifk pedlar,
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adieu againſt amang BEGONE DULL CARE blaw bleft boatie rows bofom bonny boys brave breaſt burgoo call'd canna cry'd cuif dear diderum e'er ev'ry fafe faft faid failor fair feven fhall fhip fhore fhould figh figh'd fince fing firſt fome fomebody fong foon forrow foul frae freſh ftill fuch fung fure fweet fweetly fyren Gaffer Gray Gin a body glaſs Ground ivy Habakkuk heart honeft iſland Jenny dang Jenny's Bawbee Kilkenny lafs laft laſt liften live lo'e loft lullaby mafter merry ton'd horn Mofes Nancy ne'er never night o'er Patrick O'Neal Pentland Firth pleaſure Robin Gray rofe round Sally Samfon Savourna ſay ſee ſhall ſhe Sing megan oh Solomon's Song ſpeed ſpring ſtill ſtrange ſweet thee thoſe thou thro twas twill Wapping weel who'd be grave winds wooing o't zeed
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Page 41 - Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that, That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree and a' that. For a
Page 94 - Eternity will not efface Those records dear of transports past ! Thy image at our last embrace — Ah ! little thought we 'twas our last ! Ayr, gurgling, kiss'd his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods, thickening green ; The fragrant birch, and hawthorn hoar, Twined amorous round the raptured scene.
Page 40 - Our toils obscure, and a' that ; The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The man's the gowd for a' that ! What tho' on hamely fare we dine, Wear hoddin gray, and a' that ; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man, for a
Page 75 - Yet shall poor Tom find pleasant weather, When He who all commands Shall give, to...
Page 65 - Tis I'm grown very old, And my doublet is not very new, Well-a-day!' Then line thy worn doublet with ale; Gaffer Gray; And warm thy old heart with a glass. 'Nay, but credit I've none, And my money's all gone; Then say how may that come to pass? Well-a-day!' Hie away to the house on the brow, Gaffer Gray; And knock at the jolly priest's door.
Page 75 - BOWLING HERE, a sheer hulk, lies poor Tom Bowling, The darling of our crew; No more he'll hear the tempest howling, For Death has broached him to. His form was of the manliest beauty. His heart was kind and soft ; Faithful below he did his duty, But now he's gone aloft.
Page 75 - ... aloft. Tom never from his word departed, His virtues were so rare; His friends were many and true-hearted, His Poll was kind and fair: And then he'd sing so blithe and jolly; Ah, many's the time and oft! But mirth is turned to melancholy, For Tom is gone aloft.
Page 41 - A prince can mak a belted knight, A marquis, duke, and a' that ; But an honest man's aboon his might : Guid faith, he mauna fa' that ! For a
Page 17 - A glass is good and a lass is good, And a pipe to smoke in cold weather: The world it is good, and the people are good, And we're all good fellows together...
Page 58 - Are up and gotten lear, They'll help to gar the boatie row, And lighten a' our care. The boatie rows, the boatie rows, The boatie rows fu...