Poems and Songs Humorous, Serious and Satirical By Alexander Rodger; Edited, with Introduction and Notes by Robert Ford; New and Complete Edition |
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THE HIGHLANDER'S WELCOME TO THE QUEEN. |
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THE HIGHLANDER'S WELCOME TO THE QUEEN.
Come Tuncan, what for you be snorin'?
Get up, man, an' on wi' your praw,
Your kilt, an' your hose, an' your sporran,
Your plaid an' your ponnet an' a';
Our Queen—pless her ladyship's clory,
Is coming to see us ev'n noo,
Cresorst! tere be Lauchie an' Rory,
An' a' ta lads waitin' 'pon you.
Get up, man, an' on wi' your praw,
Your kilt, an' your hose, an' your sporran,
Your plaid an' your ponnet an' a';
Our Queen—pless her ladyship's clory,
Is coming to see us ev'n noo,
Cresorst! tere be Lauchie an' Rory,
An' a' ta lads waitin' 'pon you.
T'en hoogh for her ponnie young Queen!
An' heigh for her ponnie young Queen!
Go, sought all ta Heelan' an' Lawlan',
A prettier never was seen.
An' heigh for her ponnie young Queen!
Go, sought all ta Heelan' an' Lawlan',
A prettier never was seen.
Our Queen, she pe Queen o' ta Heelan',
An' Queen o' ta Lawlan' peside,
T'en quha wad refuse her a shielin'
To shield her as lang as she'll pide.
Our faithers wad shelter Prince Sharlie,
Poor lad, quhan she had not a hame:
Nainsel' love her Queen so sincerely,
T'at for her she'll shust tid t'at same.
An' Queen o' ta Lawlan' peside,
T'en quha wad refuse her a shielin'
To shield her as lang as she'll pide.
Our faithers wad shelter Prince Sharlie,
Poor lad, quhan she had not a hame:
Nainsel' love her Queen so sincerely,
T'at for her she'll shust tid t'at same.
T'en hoogh for her ponny praw Queen!
An' heigh for her ponnie praw Queen!
Ta Heelan'man's ne'er pe tisloyal,
Though change o' ta race she has seen.
An' heigh for her ponnie praw Queen!
Ta Heelan'man's ne'er pe tisloyal,
Though change o' ta race she has seen.
Our chiefs, how their clans they pe gather,
A' trest in their tartans sae praw,
To welcome our Queen to ta heather,
An' ponnie Prince Alpert an' a'.
My sang! he's a fine tecent laddie,
As praw as Prince Sharlie himsel',
An' sets, too, him's ponnet an' plaidie
As weel as ta laird o' Dunkel'.
A' trest in their tartans sae praw,
To welcome our Queen to ta heather,
An' ponnie Prince Alpert an' a'.
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As praw as Prince Sharlie himsel',
An' sets, too, him's ponnet an' plaidie
As weel as ta laird o' Dunkel'.
T'en hoogh for our ponnie young Queen!
An' heigh for our ponnie young Queen!
Let's gie her a grand Heelan' welcome,
Ta kindest t'at ever has peen.
An' heigh for our ponnie young Queen!
Let's gie her a grand Heelan' welcome,
Ta kindest t'at ever has peen.
Got pless you, our ponnie young leddy,
If you'll 'mang ta Heelan' remain,
Our hearts an' claymores will be ready,
Your honours and rights to maintain.
Ta Gael has a hand for him's friend aye,
An' likewise a hand for him's foe;
Ta Gael, your dear sel' she'll defend aye,
An' guard you wherever you go.
If you'll 'mang ta Heelan' remain,
Our hearts an' claymores will be ready,
Your honours and rights to maintain.
Ta Gael has a hand for him's friend aye,
An' likewise a hand for him's foe;
Ta Gael, your dear sel' she'll defend aye,
An' guard you wherever you go.
T'en welcome our ponnie young Queen!
Thrice welcome our ponnie young Queen!
Ta Gael may be rude in him's manner,
But quhar is ta warmer heart seen?
Thrice welcome our ponnie young Queen!
Ta Gael may be rude in him's manner,
But quhar is ta warmer heart seen?
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