Life and Songs of the Baroness Nairne With a Memoir and Poems of Caroline Oliphant the Younger: Edited by the Rev. Charles Rogers ... With a Portrait and Other Illustrations |
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ARCHIE'S AN ARCHER. |
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ARCHIE'S AN ARCHER.
O Archie's an archer, and a gude shot is he,
But tho' he's bit mony, he never hit me;
How handsome he looks, how stately his mien,
Wi' his bannet, and feather, and braw coat o' green!
Wi' his white gauntlet glove, an' his stiff stannin' ruff,
His clear shining buckles, his neat turned cuff;
Wi' his bow, and his quiver, a' filled with his darts,—
O! leddies, beware, beware o' your hearts!
Beware, beware o' Sir Archie M`Vie.
But tho' he's bit mony, he never hit me;
How handsome he looks, how stately his mien,
Wi' his bannet, and feather, and braw coat o' green!
Wi' his white gauntlet glove, an' his stiff stannin' ruff,
His clear shining buckles, his neat turned cuff;
Wi' his bow, and his quiver, a' filled with his darts,—
O! leddies, beware, beware o' your hearts!
Beware, beware o' Sir Archie M`Vie.
Oh high is his head, as that you may see,
But short is the purse o' Sir Archie M`Vie;
But though he has neither braw houses nor land,
His prospects he offers alang wi' his hand;—
An uncle o' eighty, wi' plenty to gie,
And an auntie, wha doats on Sir Archie M`Vie;
For an heiress he's busy preparing his darts,
O! leddies, beware, beware o' your hearts!
Beware, beware o' Sir Archie M`Vie.
But short is the purse o' Sir Archie M`Vie;
But though he has neither braw houses nor land,
His prospects he offers alang wi' his hand;—
An uncle o' eighty, wi' plenty to gie,
And an auntie, wha doats on Sir Archie M`Vie;
For an heiress he's busy preparing his darts,
O! leddies, beware, beware o' your hearts!
Beware, beware o' Sir Archie M`Vie.
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He's weel descended and unco genteel,
That he's seekin' an heiress he does nae conceal;
He's a baronet now, and a lordlin' he'll be,
An' a trustworthy knicht is Sir Archie M`Vie.
He's lang had a sheep's-eye at mither an' me,
For something I hae, and mair she can gie;
He's offered his hand and his prospects to me,
But wi' a' his darts he never hit me!
Beware, beware o' Sir Archie M`Vie.
That he's seekin' an heiress he does nae conceal;
He's a baronet now, and a lordlin' he'll be,
An' a trustworthy knicht is Sir Archie M`Vie.
He's lang had a sheep's-eye at mither an' me,
For something I hae, and mair she can gie;
He's offered his hand and his prospects to me,
But wi' a' his darts he never hit me!
Beware, beware o' Sir Archie M`Vie.
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