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AAAAA XXVIII. The Northern Ditty: Or, The
Scotchman outwitted by the Country Damsel.
To a new Scotch Tune.
Now I am got into the Reign of King James the First, I shall chuse to insert the
following Song, said to be written much about his time on an amorous Intrigue of a certain Great Man. One would not chuse to insert bare Conjectures, without being able to second 'em with good Arguments, or at least very great Probabilities; my Reader will therefore excuse me, I hope, from relating the Particulars I have heard; and I shall make no Observation on the Song, save, that the Scottish Dialect pretty plainly intimates that it was written on some Perfon
of that Nation. Со Old and Raw the North did blow,
Bleak in the Morning early, All the Trees were hid with Snow,
Cover'd with Winter Yearly : As I was riding o'er the Slough,
I met with a Farmer's Daughter, Rosy Cheeks and a bonny Brow, Good Faith my Mouth did water.
Down I vail'd my Bonnet low,
Meaning to show my Breeding,
Her Visage far exceeding :
And long'd to hold a Parley,
On purpose to sell her Barley.
Twenty Pounds lies fairly,
For Ise take all thy Barley :
Thy Person I love so dearly,
And gang Home in the Morning early.
This thing I'd not do, Sir,
I'd never raise 'em so, Sir,
We's get a young Kid together,
Then where should I find the Father ?
If I should be so silly,
And lose my true Love Billy ?
And therefore I say you nay, Sir;
First marry, and then you may, Sir. I told her I had wedded been
Fourteen Years, and longer, Else I'd chuse her for my Queen,
And tye the Knot more stronger,
She bid me then no farther come,
But manag'd my Wedlock fairly, And keep my Purse for poor Spouse at home,
For some other should buy her Barley. Then as swift as any Roe,
She rode away and left me; After her I could not go,
Of Joy she quite bereft me :
For she did leave me fairly;
I loft both the Maid and the Barley.
Some two or three Hours after, There I chanc'd to meet again,
This Farmer's bonny Daughter :
I stay'd to hold a Parley,
When as she had fold her Barley.
Love, said I, pray do not frown,
But let us change Embraces, I'll buy thee a silken Gown,
With Ribbons, Gloves and Laces ; A Ring and Bodkin, Muff and Fan,
No Lady shall have neater ; For, as I am an honest Man,
I ne'er saw a sweeter Creature.
And said, my dearest Jewel,
I prithee be not cruel.
To pleasure my fond Defire,
But I wish I had never come nigh her.