Stray Leaves from the Portfolios of Alisander the Seer, Andrew Whaup, and Humphrey Henkeckle Edited by Alexander Rodger |
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A CLERICAL CANTICLE,
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A CLERICAL CANTICLE,
As canted by the Rev. Reel o' Bogie Ranters, &c. Communicated,
by an Ear-Witness, to
HUMPHREY HENKECKLE, EGG-CADGER.
(Chorus sung as a Quartetta.)
Hey for the loaves, loaves,Hey for the loaves and fishes!
Gie us Lucky Kirk's massy loaves,
And nice little delicate dishes.
(Solo by Dr C---s.)
A haddock is good at a time,A salmon is truly delicious;
But turbot and skate—O how prime!
For they are the flats among fishes.
(Full Chorus)
—Hey for the loaves, &c.(Solo by Mr C---m.)
We've anchored our boat in Kirk Bay,And spread out our mystical meshes;
And O we've had excellent play,
At hauling in shoals o' flat fishes.
Hey for the loaves, &c.
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(Solo by Mr C---ish.)
O dear to our hearts is dear corn,It raises the loaf to our wishes;
Yea, makes us exalt our proud horn,
And brings us abundance o' fishes.
Hey for the loaves, &c.
(Solo by Dr C---s.)
Elijah by ravens was fed,And meagre chance meals were Elisha's:
We'll trust neither corbie nor gled,
We've the State for our loaves and our fishes.
Hey for the loaves, &c.
(Solo by Mr C---m.)
The Galilee fishers of yoreWere men of such moderate wishes,
Their weak simple minds ne'er could soar
To the tything o' loaves or o' fishes.
Hey for the loaves, &c.
(Solo by Mr C---ish.)
They just went about doing good,Cured leprosies, blindness, and issues,
Gied famishing multitudes food,
By dispensing their loaves and their fishes.
Hey for the loaves, &c.
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(Solo by Dr C---s.)
But we, their successors—ha, ha!Will ne'er treat the mob to sic dishes;
The herd—they may munch at their straw,
But we'll have the loaves and the fishes.
Hey for the loaves, &c.
(Solo by Mr G---n.)
But, boys, should our late ‘Bogie Reel’Ere land us 'mang Law's loopy meshes,
Entangled, how awkward we'd feel,
At the fate o' our loaves and our fishes.
Hey for the loaves, &c.
(Solo by Mr C---m.)
For lo! there's a storm coming on,A storm that may fairly undish us;
Then ply we our oars every one,
And pull for our loaves and our fishes.
Hey for the loaves, &c.
(Solo by Mr G---n.)
But see our twa Kirk-and-State oarsHow they're bending like. fushionless rushes;
And O how the hurricane roars,
A-threatening our loaves and our fishes.
Hey for the loaves, loaves:
Hey for the loaves and fishes;
Let's haud to the last by our loaves,
Nor yield up our delicate dishes.
Hey for the loaves and fishes;
Let's haud to the last by our loaves,
Nor yield up our delicate dishes.
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