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... Jacobite ditties , which , in the earlier part of the last century , constituted so large a portion of our body of national song . But Jacobite song is in reality an excrescence from the body of Scottish song , not a part of its body ...
... Jacobite ditties , which , in the earlier part of the last century , constituted so large a portion of our body of national song . But Jacobite song is in reality an excrescence from the body of Scottish song , not a part of its body ...
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... , from the allusions , to have been the ditty of some one of the Jacobite ladies of the Canongate of Edinburgh , regarding either Prince Charles Stuart himself , or one of his adherents . My love he wears a bonnet , A bonnet , 10.
... , from the allusions , to have been the ditty of some one of the Jacobite ladies of the Canongate of Edinburgh , regarding either Prince Charles Stuart himself , or one of his adherents . My love he wears a bonnet , A bonnet , 10.
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... [ JACOBITE SONG . ] TUNE - Awa , Whigs , awa ! OUR thistles flourish'd fresh and fair , And bonny bloom'd our roses , But Whigs came , like a frost in June , And wither'd a ' our posies . Awa , Whigs , awa ! Awa , Whigs , awa ! after ...
... [ JACOBITE SONG . ] TUNE - Awa , Whigs , awa ! OUR thistles flourish'd fresh and fair , And bonny bloom'd our roses , But Whigs came , like a frost in June , And wither'd a ' our posies . Awa , Whigs , awa ! Awa , Whigs , awa ! after ...
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... Jacobite Relics , " that at the battle of Bothwell - bridge , the piper to Clavers's own troop of horse stood on the brink of the Clyde , playing the air of this song with AT SETTING DAY . ALLAN RAMSAY . TUNE - The 22.
... Jacobite Relics , " that at the battle of Bothwell - bridge , the piper to Clavers's own troop of horse stood on the brink of the Clyde , playing the air of this song with AT SETTING DAY . ALLAN RAMSAY . TUNE - The 22.
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... Jacobite Relics , 1821 . " This song , " says Burns , " was the composition of Jean Glover , a girl who was not only a — , but also a thief ; and in one or other cha- racter had visited most of the correction - houses in the west . She ...
... Jacobite Relics , 1821 . " This song , " says Burns , " was the composition of Jean Glover , a girl who was not only a — , but also a thief ; and in one or other cha- racter had visited most of the correction - houses in the west . She ...
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