A fig for those by law protected,
Liberty's a glorious feast!
Courts for cowards were erected,
Churches built to please the priest.

What is title what is treasure,
What is reputation's care?
If we lead a life of pleasure,
'Tis no matter how or where.

Life is all a variorum,

We regard not how it goes; Let them cant about decorum, Who have characters to lose.

Here's to budgets, bags, and wallets!
Here's to all our wandering train !
Here's our ragged brats and callets !
One and all cry out, Amen!

YOUNG JOCKIE.

BURNS.

TUNE-Jockie was the blythest lad.

YOUNG Jockie was the blythest lad,
In a' our town or here awa;
Fu' blythe he whistled at the gaud,
Fu' lichtly danced he in the ha'!
He roosed my een sae bonnie blue,
He roosed my waist sae genty sma';
And ay my heart cam to my mou',
When ne'er a body heard or saw.

My Jockie toils upon the plain,

Through wind and weet, through frost and snaw ; And ower the lee I look fu' fain,

When Jockie's owsen hameward ca'.
And ay the nicht comes round again,
When in his arms he taks me a';
And ay he vows he'll be my ain
As lang as he has breath to draw.

UP AND WAUR THEM A', WILLIE.*

TUNE-Up and waur them a', Willie.

WHEN We went to the braes o' Mar,
And to the weaponshaw, Willie,
With true design to stand our ground,
And chase our faes awa, Willie,
Lairds and lords cam there bedeen,
And vow gin they were braw, Willie !
Up and waur+ them a', Willie !
Up and waur them a', Willie!

But when our standard was set up,
Sae fierce the wind did blaw, Willie,

The royal nit upon the tap

Down to the ground did fa', Willie.
Then second-sichted Sandy said,

We'd do nae gude at a', Willie.‡
Up and waur, &c.

* A Jacobite account of the rebellion of 1715, and in particular of the battle of Sheriffmuir. The tune, which, with the burden, may be older than the occasion of this song, is very popular, and has been applied to modern songs.

Burns contends that this should be warn, in allusion to the Crantara, or warning of a Highland clan to arms. But I have preferred the word which is invariably used in the Lowlands. To waur is to worst or defeat. This is an historical fact.

But when the army joined at Perth,
The bravest e'er ye saw, Willie,
We didna doubt the rogues to rout,
Restore our king and a', Willie;
Pipers played frae richt to left,
"Fy, furich, Whigs, awa !" Willie.
Up and waur, &c.

But when we marched to Sherra-muir,
And there the rebels + saw, Willie,
Brave Argyle attacked our right,

Our flank and front and a', Willie.
Traitor Huntly soon gave way,
Seaforth, St Clair, and a', Willie.
Up and waur, &c.

But brave Glengary, on our right,
The rebels' left did claw, Willie.
He there the greatest slaughter made
That ever Donald saw, Willie.
And Whittam turned about for fear,
And fast did rin awa, Willie.
Up and waur, &c.

He had ca'd us a Highland mob,
Said he wad slay us a', Willie;
But we chased him back to Stirling brig,
Dragoons, and foot, and a', Willie !

At length we rallied on a hill,

And briskly up did draw, Willie.
Up and waur, &c.

But when Argyle did view our line,
And them in order saw, Willie,

A Jacobite pipe air.

The army of King George, so called by the adherents of the Pretender.

He straught gaed to Dunblane again,
And back his left did draw, Willie;
And we to Auchterarder gaed,

To wait a better fa', Willie.

Up and

waur, &c.

Now if ye spier wha wan the day,

I've telled

ye

what I saw, Willie;

We baith did fight, and baith did beat,
And baith did rin awa, Willie.
So there's my canty Highland sang
About the thing I saw, Willie.

Up and waur them a', Willie,
Up and waur them a', Willie.*

WANDERING WILLIE.

[OLD VERSES.]

TUNE-Wandering Willie.

Here awa, there awa, wandering Willie !
Here awa, there awa, haud awa hame!
Lang have I sought thee, dear have I bought thee;
Now I have gotten my Willie again.

* A version of this song, apparently from some stall copy, is in Herd's Collection. But, in forming the present edition, recourse has been had for better readings to two other copies, one of which is printed in the second volume of Johnson's Musical Museum, and the other in Cromek's Select Songs; the latter being a version which Burns wrote down from the singing of an eccentric character of the name of Tam Neil, who was precentor in the High Church, Edinburgh, while Dr Blair was minister, and who had an exquisite knack at singing old Scottish songs with appropriate expression.†

† Tam was a sort of humourist on his own bottom, besides. Dr Blair having been in the country one Sunday, happened to meet his precentor next morning on the street, as he was proceeding homewards. "Well, Tom," said the minister, "how did they come on in the church yesterday?" -"Deed, I believe, no very weel," answered Tam; "I was na there, doctor, ony mair than yoursell."

Through the lang muir I have followed my Willie ;
Through the lang muir I have followed him hame.
Whatever betide us, nought shall divide us ;
Love now rewards all my sorrow and pain.

Here awa, there awa, here awa, Willie !
Here awa, there awa, here awa, hame!
Come, love, believe me, nothing can grieve me,
Ilka thing pleases, when Willie's at hame.*

SWEET ANNIE FRAE THE SEA-BEACH CAME.

TUNE-Sweet Annie frae the sea-beach came.

SWEET Annie frae the sea-beach came,
Where Jocky speeled* the vessel's side.
Ah! wha can keep their heart at hame,
When Jocky's tossed abune the tide !
Far aff to distant lands he gangs;

Yet I'll be true, as he has been :
And when ilk lass about him thrangs,
He'll think on Annie, his faithfu' ain !

I met our wealthy laird yestreen;
Wi' gowd in hand he tempted me.
He praised my brow, my rolling een,
And made a brag o' what he'd gie.
What though my Jocky's far awa,
Tossed up and down the awsome main,
I'll keep my heart another day,
Since Jocky may return again.

*From Herd's Collection, 1776.
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