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The Roxburghe ballads . n p. 79,lor May-Day Country Mirth, copied from this broadside. Date, circa 1870-77.] n HO * * Note on the tune, To thee, to thee, mentioned on |>|>. 225, 227. An earlier mime for it was Muni,, Boyi 1 it became better known as The MerryBappipee, from the ballad so entitled, The Merry Bagpipes (EoxhurgheCollection, II. 363, worde andmueioin Pillt to purge Melancholy, iv. 136, 1710 edition). To show how the tune- no cumo fco lie quoted, Irom the liiiiden, the first stanza is here given i— A Shepherd sat him under a Thorn, lie puii d out his pipe and began for to play
The Roxburghe ballads . n p. 79,lor May-Day Country Mirth, copied from this broadside. Date, circa 1870-77.] n HO * * Note on the tune, To thee, to thee, mentioned on |>|>. 225, 227. An earlier mime for it was Muni,, Boyi 1 it became better known as The MerryBappipee, from the ballad so entitled, The Merry Bagpipes (EoxhurgheCollection, II. 363, worde andmueioin Pillt to purge Melancholy, iv. 136, 1710 edition). To show how the tune- no cumo fco lie quoted, Irom the liiiiden, the first stanza is here given i— A Shepherd sat him under a Thorn, lie puii d out his pipe and began for to play,II, was on a Midsummer1 e-day in the morn, Por h ir of that Soly-day, A ditty he did chant along, goes to the tune of Cater Bordee, [qu. BoreefAnd this is the burden of bis song,l If thou wilt pipe, Lad, Vie dance to thee,To thee, to thee, deny dtrry, to thee, etc. Bia more stanzas. Popular Mutio, p. 625, gives the tune, The woodcut in thebroadside, representing a Country Bevel in of special merit, to be copied [ Thin cut of Winter belongs to j). 172; this of Spring t Cumberland Laddy.] 240 Ballafce tie J!?otre Cemps* A Cavaliers Lyric for William Robert Wilson, Esq., of the British Museum Library. (To whom the following Group is Dedicated.) QING us no more of your doleful Ditties, Sour, lackadaisical, moping Lays !Give us a lilting Carol ivhere wit is,One that may cheer us in darken d yourselves Poets, claimants of bays !—Evermore droning a dismal tune, Such as all courage and mirth ouhveighs :Give us a Lyric of Roses and June ! Sing, if you please, of Italian cities, Where we of old used to linger and gaze,Floating in gondola nightly, as fit is, While Bella-Donna from balcony plays ; Bold were the hand that dared to raiseVeil meant to shelter her cheek from the moon : Surely a smile for one moment strays ?Give us a Lyric of Roses and June ! Sing not of London, where Catchpole or writ is, Usurers cobweb each May-fly betrays ;Fortune is fickle, since nobod
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