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The works of Allan Ramsay

edited by Burns Martin ... and John W. Oliver [... and Alexander M. Kinghorn ... and Alexander Law]

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Songs from The Devil of a Duke or Trappolin's Vagaries (1733).
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Songs from The Devil of a Duke or Trappolin's Vagaries (1733).

Song 1.

[I have a soft spirit & do what I dou]

I have a soft spirit & do what I dou
Dear Trapolin will have the guiding o't
While he talks & he smiles my hearts in a low
and now ther is no longer hiding o't
he hugs me & Jugs me and calls me his sweet
he ralles & Raves while he falls at my feet
by his constant adress his love seems complete
yet still I'm afraid of the abiding o't

Song 2. What should a Lassie do with an old man.

Flametta
O shoud Wanton fancy move you
Shoud you prove a naughty man
I shall think you never lov'd me
I shall hate you if I can

Trap.
Shoud your charming Beauty move me
'twoud but prove that I'm a man
you shoud believe I better lovd you
try, then hate me if you can


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Song 3. Willy was a wanton wag.

Would you be the man in fashion
and prove wealthy safe & wise
indulge yourself in every passion
virtue learning fame despise
be rapacious bold & florid
Gold alone is the great prize
that takes from vices all that're horid
and makes us pass for good & wise
This clears a reputation tarnish'd
and it never yet was found
that the Gallows eer was garnished
with a hundred thousand pound

Song 4. The Lads of Dunse.

Complying denying
now free & now coy
Alluring & curing
Loves pain with it(s) Joy
with frowns or with smiles that kindle a fire
is a Lass that each Temper & age must admire
her Eye darts its glances
our heart feels its Ray
her power advances
as ours ebbs away
from charms so strong ther's none can retreat
for do what she will she is every way sweet

Song 5.

[A buxom young daughter]

A buxom young daughter
makes many mouths water
and the fops all around her will spark it
they say 'tis a Treasure
but gives us no pleasure
Untill they are Brought to fair market
while our cash is in chest
we are never at rest
for Robes are every where loose Sir
our Girls & our purses
are nothing but curses
'till they both are put out to good use Sir

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Song 6. O'r Boggy.

The dog his Bit will often Quit
a Bulle to eschewe
The cock his corn will leave in Barn
annother cock in view
one man will eat annothers meat
and no contention seen
for all agree 'tis good to be
tho' hungry in a whole skin
But should each spy his mistress by
one contradict his suit
he Quits al fears & by the Ears
they fall together to't
Such Hinderers shocks mend Dogs & Cocks
and makes the gentle froward
He who wont fight for Mistress bright
in something worse than coward

Song 7. Colin's Complaint.

As the Bark when it parts from the shore
has scarce any distance between
yet at last by the Billows 'tis bore
where, alas! no more land's to be seen
So from virtue when once we remove
we attempt to return, but in vain
by the current of vice we are drove
'till we founder at length in the main.

Song 8. What tho' they call me a Country Lass.

Now that I'm Duke I'll strut right high
come courtiers flatter fawn & ly
what are the greatest more than I
but a stand by clear the way
and since so kindly is my fate
With this new face I'll put on state
and some shall fall as I grow great
I pant to see the day

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Song 9. My Deary, if thou die.

Pure as the new falen snow apears
the spotles virgins name
unsullyd white her bosom bears
as fair her form & frame
but when she's soild her luster greets
the admiring Eye no more
she sinks to mud defiles the streets
and swells the common shore.

Song 10. John Anderson my Jo.

A statesman should employ his art
to increase his master's wealth
and study to rejoyce his heart
with pleasures cround with health
nor should he pillage from the croun
t'enrich himself or Heirs
or raise himself by pulling down
old brave descended peers
he ought to gain royall reward
for such as well deserve
and ever have a stayd regard
neer to let Merit starve.

Song 11. My Dady forbad.

such hang dogs of state
they swell up so great
by pimping by flattery & lying
that the crafty vile Rooks
make a blind of their Dukes
while their favours they are selling & Buying
but wee'll let them know
wee'll not be led so
as we please we will smile or wee'll frown Boy
we Tuscany's Duke
on no man will look
with any ones Eyes but our own Boy.

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Song 12. Hap me with thy Petticoat.

Loves the young Heroe victory
and pamperd priests young nuns
do good men joy in clemency
and Willings in their punns
do poets take delight in praise
The Beau in Laces clean
so lov'd I and will all my Days
Poor banishd Trapolin.

Song 13. Yellow hair'd Laddie.

Some charm with their Descent and some with their face
Some inchant with a Manner & some with a Grace
Some only wish Riches to engage them for Life
while others value nothing but wit in a wife
But in my dear choice all excellencys shine
and point her out sprung from a source thats divine
Tho ane Enemie captive I viewed your desert
which darted a conquest on my yielding heart
and now without Blushing I own you my choice
since a Brother consenting gives cause to rejoyce
and since my heart vanquished no longer is mine
accept on and cherisht as I will do thine.

Song 14. Nansy to the Greenwood gane.

Now all's restored to rights again
and falshood is discarded
Let sounding Joys ring oer the plain
and virtue be rewarded
when cross events in life appear
that wrap in clouds their meaning
they give us pain but when they clear
they then are entertaining
since I'm no more a Duke can be
farewell to all thats stately
Come Flammie then let thee & me
strive to live kind & quietly
if we enjoy content & love
and tho our rents be scanty
our real joys may rise above
the petts of pride & plenty

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Song 15.

[would ye be a man of fame]

would ye be a man of fame
and rise to courtly station
then be a pimp the noble name
will aid your elevation
soldiers may fight & Gamblers bite
and poets write their sence out
But pimps with ease their patrons can please
and best can make the pence out
Then fa a dri didle
Still at our devotion
if from our Grace youd hope a place
by pimping comes promotion