The songs and poems of Robert Tannahill :: :: University of Virginia Library

The songs and poems of Robert Tannahill

With biography, illustrations, and music

Tannahill, Robert (1774-1810)

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TANNAHILL'S SONGS.

THE BRAES O' GLENIFFER.

THOU BONNIE WOOD O' CRAIGIELEE.

NOW WINTER IS GANE.

THE FAREWEEL.

GLOOMY WINTER'S NOW AWA'.

THE GREY PINIONED LARK.

OUR BONNIE SCOTS LADS.

NOW WINTER, WI' HIS CLOUDY BROW.

LASSIE, WILL YE TAK' A MAN?

THOU CAULD GLOOMY FEBERWAR.

YE ECHOES THAT RING.

THE DUSKY GLEN.

MY DEAR HIGHLAND LADDIE, O.

JESSIE, THE FLOWER O' DUNBLANE.

ALL HAIL! YE DEAR ROMANTIC SCENES.

O LADDIE, CAN YE LEAVE ME?

THE MIDGES DANCE ABOON THE BURN.

LANGSYNE, BESIDE THE WOODLAND BURN.

FROM THE RUDE BUSTLING CAMP.

YE DEAR ROMANTIC SHADES.

BRAVE LEWIE ROY.

THE FLOWER O' LEVERN SIDE.

CROOKSTON CASTLE'S LANELY WA'S.

UNREQUITED LOVE.

YOUNG DONALD AND HIS LAWLAN BRIDE.

THE LASS O' ARRANTEENIE.

THE BRAES O' BALQUHITHER.

THE DEFEAT OF THE FRENCH.

LOUDON'S BONNIE WOODS AND BRAES.

THE SOLDIER'S ADIEU.

WEEP NOT, MY LOVE.

THE SOLDIER'S FUNERAL.

THE LAMENT OF WALLACE AFTER THE BATTLE OF FALKIRK.

THE SOLDIER'S WIDOW.

RAB RORYSON'S BONNET.

MINE AIN DEAR SOMEBODY.

DISABLED SEAMAN.

THE WORN SOLDIER.

RETURN O' GALLANT SONS.

BAROCHAN JEAN.

THE BARD OF GLENULLIN.

THE WANDERING BARD.

THE KEBBUCKSTON WEDDING.

SING ON, THOU SWEET WARBLER.

OCH, HEY! JOHNNIE, LAD.

O ARE YE SLEEPIN', MAGGIE?

BONNIE FAIRED-HAIRED NANNIE.

BONNIE WINSOME MARY.

YE WOOER LADS WHA GREET AND GRANE.

MY DAYS HA'E FLOWN WI' GLEESOME SPEED.

I 'll HIE ME TO THE SHIELING HILL.

WHEN JOHN AND I WERE MARRIED.

THOUGH HUMBLE MY LOT.

AND WERE YE AT DUNTOCHER BURN?

MY HEART IS SAIR WI' HEAVY CARE.

COMPANION OF MY YOUTHFUL SPORTS.

DAVIE TULLOCH'S BONNIE KATIE.

DESPAIRING MARY.

O HOW CAN YOU GANG, LASSIE!

O SAIR I RUE THE WITLESS WISH.

THE NEGRO GIRL.

THE LASSIE O' MERRY EIGHTEEN.

MARJORIE MILLER.

KISS'D YESTREEN.

HEY, DONALD! HOW, DONALD!

I 'll LAY ME ON THE WINTRY LEA.

FILL, FILL THE MERRY BOWL.

WHY UNITE TO BANISH CARE?

COGGIE, THOU HEALS ME.

THE BANKS OF SPEY.

COME HAME TO YOUR LINGELS.

THE HIGHLANDER'S INVITATION.

THE COGGIE.

FLY WE TO SOME DESERT ISLE.

AMANG THE LOMOND BRAES.

BONNIE HIELAN' LADDIE.

WILL YE GANG TO SHERRAMUIR?

MY AIN KIND DEARIE, O.

CALLER HERRIN'.

WE 'LL O'ER THE BRAES O' YARROW.

AWAKE, MY HARP, THE CHEERFUL STRAIN.

AH! SHEELAH, THOU 'RT MY DARLING.

MOLLY, MY DEAR.

IRISH TEACHING.

KITTY TYRELL.

THE DIRGE OF CAROLAN.

PEGGY O'RAFFERTY.

THE POOR MAN'S LAMENT FOR THE DEATH OF HIS COW.

BURNS ANNIVERSARY ODES, ETC., BY TANNAHILL.

ODE. BURNS ANNIVERSARY MEETING.

ODE. BURNS ANNIVERSARY MEETING, 1810.

SUMMONS TO ATTEND A MEETING OF THE BURNS ANNIVERSARY SOCIETY.

DIRGE. Written on reading an account of Robert Burns' Funeral.

EPISTLES.

EPISTLE TO JAMES KING.

EPISTLE TO JAMES SCADLOCK.

EPISTLE TO JAMES BARR.

EPISTLE TO JAMES SCADLOCK.

EPISTLE TO WILLIAM THOMSON.

EPISTLE TO WILLIAM WYLIE.

EPISTLE TO ALEXANDER BORLAND.

EPISTLE TO JAMES BUCHANAN,

EPISTLE TO ROBERT ALLAN,

TANNAHILL'S POEMS.

TOWSER.

BAUDRONS AND THE HEN BIRD.

PROLOGUE TO THE GENTLE SHEPHERD.

WILL MACNEIL'S ELEGY.

SONNET TO SINCERITY.

THE CONTRAST.

THE OLD BEGGAR.

ON ALEXANDER WILSON'S EMIGRATION TO AMERICA.

EILD.

THE POOR BOWLMAN'S REMONSTRANCE.

THE PLUNKIN WEDDIN'.

THE RECRUITING SERVICE DRUM.

PRAYER UNDER AFFLICTION.

THE FILIAL VOW.

ODE TO JEALOUSY.

THE TRIFLER'S SABBATH-DAY.

STANZAS. WRITTEN WITH A PENCIL ON THE GRAVESTONE OF A DEPARTED FRIEND.

THE HAUNTET WUD.

ODE. IN IMITATION OF PETER PINDAR (DR. WOLCOT).

MODE FOR ATTAINING A CHARACTER.

THE GUINEA NOTE.

THE MAN OF CHARACTER.

PURSE-PROUD.

SILLER STANDS FOR SENSE.

THE CHOICE.

SUCCESSOR TO OLD CHARON.

THE MORALIST.

PARODY ON “LULLABY.”

THE PORTRAIT OF GUILT:

A LESSON.

A RESOLVE.

LINES WRITTEN ON READING “CAMPBELL'S PLEASURES OF HOPE.”

ON A FLATTERER.

WRITTEN ON SEEING A SPIDER DART OUT UPON A FLY.

ON SEEING A FOP PASS AN OLD BEGGAR.

WRITTEN WITH A PENCIL IN A TAP-ROOM.

A RHYMING RIDDLE.

Epitaphs.

ON A FARTHING-GATHERER.

ON THOMAS BISSLAND.

ON A CRABBED OLD MAID.

ON SEEING A ONCE WORTHY CHARACTER LYING INEBRIATED ON THE STREET.

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LASSIE, WILL YE TAK' A MAN?

O lassie, will ye tak' a man,
Rich in housin', gear, and lan'?
De'il tak' the cash! that I should ban,—
Nae mair I 'll be the slave o't.

I 'll buy you claes to busk you braw,
A riding pony, pad, and a';
On fashion's tap we 'll drive awa',
Whip, spur, and a' the lave o't.

Oh, poortith is a wintry day,
Cheerless, blirtie, cauld, and blae;
But basking under Fortune's ray,
There 's joy whate'er ye 'd have o't.

Then gie 's your han', ye 'll be my wife,
I 'll mak' you happy a' your life;
We 'll row in love and siller rife,
Till death wind up the lave o't.