Legal & Other Lyrics By George Outram: Containing a number of new pieces & fifteen illustrations by Edward J. Sullivan |
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CESSIO BONORUM
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CESSIO BONORUM
Come ben ta house, an' steek ta door,
An'bring her usquebaugh galore,
An' piper pla' wi' a' your pow'r
Ta reel o' Tullochgorum.
For we'se be croose an' canty yet—
Croose an' canty,
Croose an' canty—
We'se be croose an' canty yet,
Around a Hieland jorum.
We'se be croose an' canty yet,
For better luck she never met—
She's gotten out an' paid her debt
Wi'a Cessio Ponorum!
Huch! tirrum, tirrum, &c.
An'bring her usquebaugh galore,
An' piper pla' wi' a' your pow'r
Ta reel o' Tullochgorum.
For we'se be croose an' canty yet—
Croose an' canty,
Croose an' canty—
We'se be croose an' canty yet,
Around a Hieland jorum.
We'se be croose an' canty yet,
For better luck she never met—
She's gotten out an' paid her debt
Wi'a Cessio Ponorum!
Huch! tirrum, tirrum, &c.
She meant ta pargain to dispute,
An' pay ta price, she wadna do't,
But on a Bill her mark she put,
An' hoped to hear no more o'm.
Blythe an' merry was she then—
Blythe an' merry,
Blythe an' merry—
Blythe an' merry was she then
She thought she had come ower 'm.
Blythe an' merry was she then—
But unco little did she ken
O' Shirra's laws, an' Shirra's men,
Or Cessio Ponorum!
Huch! tirrum, tirrum, &c.
An' pay ta price, she wadna do't,
But on a Bill her mark she put,
An' hoped to hear no more o'm.
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Blythe an' merry,
Blythe an' merry—
Blythe an' merry was she then
She thought she had come ower 'm.
Blythe an' merry was she then—
But unco little did she ken
O' Shirra's laws, an' Shirra's men,
Or Cessio Ponorum!
Huch! tirrum, tirrum, &c.
Cot tamn!—but it was pad indeed!
They took her up wi' meikle speed—
To jail they bore her—feet an' head—
An' flung her on ta floor o'm.
Wae an' weary has she been—
Wae an' weary,
Wae an' weary—
Wae an' weary has she been
Amang ta Debitorum.
Wae an' weary has she been,
An' most uncivil people seen—
She's much peholden to her frien'
Ta Cessio Ponorum!
Huch! tirrum, tirrum, &c.
They took her up wi' meikle speed—
To jail they bore her—feet an' head—
An' flung her on ta floor o'm.
Wae an' weary has she been—
Wae an' weary,
Wae an' weary—
Wae an' weary has she been
Amang ta Debitorum.
Wae an' weary has she been,
An' most uncivil people seen—
She's much peholden to her frien'
Ta Cessio Ponorum!
Huch! tirrum, tirrum, &c.
She took an oath she couldna hear—
'Twas something about goods an' gear—
She thought it proper no to speer
Afore ta Dominorum.
She kent an' caredna if 'twas true—
Kent an' caredna,
Kent an' caredna—
Kent an' caredna if 'twas true,
But easily she swore 'm.
She kent an' caredna if 'twas true,
But scrap't her foot, an' made her poo,
Then, oich!—as to ta door she flew
Wi' her Cessio Ponorum!
Huch! tirrum, tirrum, &c.
'Twas something about goods an' gear—
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Afore ta Dominorum.
She kent an' caredna if 'twas true—
Kent an' caredna,
Kent an' caredna—
Kent an' caredna if 'twas true,
But easily she swore 'm.
She kent an' caredna if 'twas true,
But scrap't her foot, an' made her poo,
Then, oich!—as to ta door she flew
Wi' her Cessio Ponorum!
Huch! tirrum, tirrum, &c.
She owed some bits o' odds an' ends,
An'twa three debts to twa three friends—
She kent fu' weel her dividends
Could paid anither score o'm.
Ta fees an' charges were but sma'—
Fees an' charges,
Fees an' charges—
Ta fees an' charges were but sma',
Huch! tat for fifty more o'm!
Ta fees an' charges were but sma'—
But little kent she o' the law.
Tamn!—if she hasn't paid them a'
Wi' her Cessio Ponorum!
Huch! tirrum, tirrum, &c.
An'twa three debts to twa three friends—
She kent fu' weel her dividends
Could paid anither score o'm.
Ta fees an' charges were but sma'—
Fees an' charges,
Fees an' charges—
Ta fees an' charges were but sma',
Huch! tat for fifty more o'm!
Ta fees an' charges were but sma'—
But little kent she o' the law.
Tamn!—if she hasn't paid them a'
Wi' her Cessio Ponorum!
Huch! tirrum, tirrum, &c.
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But, just let that cursed loon come here
That took her Bill!—she winna swear,—
But, ooghh!—if she could catch him near
Ta craigs o' Cairngorum!
If belt an' buckle can keep fast—
Belt an' buckle,
Belt an' buckle—
If belt an' buckle can keep fast,
She'd mak' him a' Terrorem.
If belt an' buckle can keep fast,
Her caption would be like to last,
Py Cot!—but she would poot him past
A Cessio Ponorum!
Huch! tirrum, tirrum, &c.
That took her Bill!—she winna swear,—
But, ooghh!—if she could catch him near
Ta craigs o' Cairngorum!
If belt an' buckle can keep fast—
Belt an' buckle,
Belt an' buckle—
If belt an' buckle can keep fast,
She'd mak' him a' Terrorem.
If belt an' buckle can keep fast,
Her caption would be like to last,
Py Cot!—but she would poot him past
A Cessio Ponorum!
Huch! tirrum, tirrum, &c.
By the law of Scotland, a debtor imprisoned for debt, or in certain equivalent circumstances, since imprisonment for debt was abolished, may institute a suit of cessio bonorum. Under it, the Court, if satisfied of the debtor's honesty and inability to pay, may grant him protection against claims for debts then existing, upon his making a conveyance of all his means to a trustee for his creditor's behoof, and might grant him liberation, if in prison.
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