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It drown'd St. Giles's jowing bell

Carle, now the King's come!
"My trusty Provost, tried and tight,
Stand forward for the Good Town's right,
There's waur than you been made a knight

Carle, now the King's come!
“My reverend Clergy, look ye say
The best of thanksgivings ye ha'e.
And warstle for a sunny day-

Carle, now the King's come!

And lace wi' fire my snood o' smoke

Carle, now the King's come!
"Melville, bring out your bands of blue,
A' Louden lads, baith stout and true,
With Elcho, Hope, and Cockburn, too_5

Carle, now the King's come!
“ And you, who on yon bluidy braes
Compell’d the vanquish'd Despot's praise,
Rank out-rank out—my gallant Grays-

Carle, now the King's come!
“ Cock o' the North, my Huntly bra',
Where are you with the Forty-twa !"
Ah! wae's my heart that ye're awa'-

Carle, now the King's come!

“My Doctors, look that you agree, Cure a' the town without a fee ; My Lawyers, dinna pike a plea

Carle, now the King's come!

“Come forth each sturdy Burgher's bairn, That dints on wood or clanks on airn, That fires the o'en, or winds the pirn

Carle, now the King's come!

“But yonder come my, canty Celts,
With durk and pistols at their belts,
Thank God, we've still some plaids and kilts-

Carle, now the King's come!

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i The Lord Provost had the agreeable surprise to hear his Cockburn, Esq., and Lord Elcho, were captains in the same health proposed, at the civic banquet given to George IV, in corps, to which Sir Walter Scott had formerly belonged. the Parliament-House, as " Sir William Arbuthnot, Bart." & The Scots Grays, headed by their gallant colonel, General

2 The Blue Blanket is the standard of the incorporated trades Sir James Stewart of Coltness, Bart., were on duty at Edinof Edinburgh, and is kept by their convener, " at whose ap- burgh during the King's visit. Bonaparte's exclamation at pearance therewith," observes Maitland, “ 'tis said, that not Waterloo is well known: “ Ces beaux chevaux gris, comme only the artificers of Edinburgh are obliged to repair to it, but ils travaillent !" all the artificers or craftsmen within Scotland are bound to fol- 7 Marquis of Huntly, who since became the last Duke of low it, and fight under the convener of Edinburgh as aforesaid.” Gordon, was colonel of the 420 Regiment, and died in 1836. According to an old tradition, this standard was used in the 8 Colonel Ronaldson Macdonell of Glengarry_who died in Holy Wars by a body of crusading citizens of Edinburgh, and January, 1828. was the first that was planted on the walls of Jerusalem, when • The Earl of Errol is hereditary Lord High-Constable of that city was stormed by the Christian army under the famous Scotland. Godfrey. But the real history of it seems to be this :--James 10 In more correct Gaelic orthography, Banamkorar-Chat, III., a prince who had virtues which the rude age in which he or the Great Lady (literally Female Lord of the Chatte); the lived could not appreciate, having been detained for nine Celtic title of the Countess of Sutherland. “Evin anto this months in the Castle of Edinburgh by his factious nobles, was day, the countrey of Sutherland is yet called Cattey, the inrelieved by the citizens of Edinburgh, who assaulted the castle habitants Catteigh, and the Earl of Sutherland Morweir Caiand took it by surprise ; on which occasion James presented tey, in old Scottish or Irish ; which language the inhabitants the citizens with this banner, "with a power to display the of this countrey doe still use."-GORDON's Genealogical Hissame in defence of their king, country, and their own rights.” tory of the Earls of Sutherland, p. 18. It was determined

- Note to this stanza in the Account of the King's Visit,” by his Majesty, that the right of carrying the sceptre lay with &c., 8vo. 1822.

this noble family; and Lord Francis Leveson Gower (now 3 Sir Thomas Bradford, then commander of the forces in

Egerton), second son of the Countess (afterwards Duchess) of Scotland.

Sutherland, was permitted to act as deputy for his mother in

that honorable office. After obtaining his Majesty's permis 4 Edinburgh Castle.

sion to depart for Dunrobin Castle, his place was supplied by 6 Lord Melville was colonel of the Mid-Lothian Yeomanry the Honorable John M. Stuart, second son of the Earl of Mo Cavalry: Sir John Hope of Pinkie, Bart., Major; and Robert


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From the Fortunes of Nigel.



(1)–CHAP. I.
Now Scot and English are agreed,
And Saunders hastes to cross the Tweed,
Where, such the splendors that attend him,
His very mother scarce had ken'd him.

(5)–CHAP. VI.
0, I do know him—'tis the mouldy lemon
Which our court wits will wet their lips withal,
When they would sauce their honeyed conversa-

With somewhat sharper flavor.-Marry, sir,
That virtue's wellnigh left him—all the juice
That was so sharp and poignant, is squeezed out ;
While the poor rind, although as sour as ever,
Must season soon the draff we give our grunters,
For two-legg'd things are weary on't.

The Chamberlain-A Comedy.

1 The Author's friend and relation, the late Sir Alexander The Right Honorable Sir John Sinclair, Bart., author of “The Keith, of Dunottar and Ravelstone.

Code of Health and Longevity," &c. &c.,-the well-known 2 MS.—“Rise up, Sir John, of projects rife,

patron and projector of national and patriotic plans and imAnd wuss him health and length of life,

provements innumerable, died 21st December, 1835, in his And win the thanks of an auld wife."

eighty-second year.-ED.




(6.)–CHAP. VII.

(11.)-CHAP. XVI. Things needful we have thought on; but the thing Give way–give way-I must and will have justice Of all most needful—that which Scripture terms, And tell me not of privilege and place ; As if alone it merited regard,

Where I am injured, there I'll sue redress. The one thing needful—that's yet unconsider'd. Look to it, every one who bars my access;

The Chamberlain. I have a heart to feel the injury,

A hand to right myself, and, by my honor, (7.)-CHAP. VIII.

That hand shall grasp what gray-beard Law denies Ah! mark the matron well-and laugh not, Harry,

The Chamberlain At her old steeple-hat and velvet guardI've call'd her like the ear of Dionysius;

(12.)–CHAP. XVII. I mean that ear-form'd vault, built o'er the dun-Come hither, young one-Mark me! Thou art now geon,

'Mongst men o'the sword, that live by reputation To catch the groans and discontented murmurs More than by constant income-Single-suited Of his poor bondsmen.-Even so doth Martha They are, I grant you; yet each single suit Drink up, for her own purpose, all that passes, Maintains, on the rough guess, a thousand followOr is supposed to pass, in this wide cityShe can retail it too, if that her profit

And they be men, who, hazarding their all, Shall call on her to do so; and retail it

Needful apparel, necessary income,
For your advantage, so that you can make And human body, and immortal soul,
Your profit jump with hers.

Do in the very deed but hazard nothing-
The Conspiracy So strictly is that all bound in reversion;

Clothes to the broker, income to the usurer, (8.)-CHAP. X.

And body to disease, and soul to the foul fiend;

Who laughs to see Soldadoes and fooladoes,
Bid not thy fortune troll upon the wheels
Of yonder dancing cubs of mottled bone ;

Play better than himself his game on earth.

The Mohocks. And drown it not, like Egypt's royal harlot, Dissolving her rich pearl in the brimm'd wine-cup.

(13.)-CHAP. XVIII. These are the arts, Lothario, which shrink acres

Mother. What! dazzled by a flash of Cupid's Into brief yards—bring sterling pounds to far

mirror, things, Credit to infamy; and the poor gull,

With which the boy, as mortal urchins wont, Who might have lived an honor'd, easy life,

Flings back the sunbeam in the eye of passengersTo ruin, and an unregarded grave.

Then laughs to see them stumble !
The Changes.

Daughter. Mother! no-
It was a lightning-flash which dazzled me,

And never shall these eyes see true again.
(9.)-CHAP. XII.

Beef and Pudding-An Old English Comedy. This is the very barn-yard, Where muster daily the prime cocks o' the game,

(14.)-CHAP. XIX. Ruffle their pinions, crow till they are hoarse, By this good light, a wench of matchless mettle! And

spar about a barleycorn. Here, too, chickens This were a leaguer-lass to love a soldier,
The callow, unfledged brood of forward folly, To bind his wounds, and kiss his bloody brow,
Learn first to rear the crest, and aim the spur, And sing a roundel as she help'd to arm him,
And tune their note like full-plumed Chanticleer. Though the rough foeman's drums were beat so nigh,

The Bear Garden.
They seem'd to bear the burden.

Old Play (10.)-CHAP. XIII. Let the proud salmon gorge the feather'd hook,

(15.)-CHAP. XX. Then strike, and then you have him.--He will Credit me, friend, it hath been ever thus, wince ;

Since the ark rested on Mount Ararat. Spin out your line that it shall whistle from you False man hath sworn, and woman bath believed Some twenty yards or so, yet you shall have him— ! Repented and reproach'd, and then believed once Marry ! you must have patience—the stout rock

The New World. Which is his trust, hath edges something sharp;

1 And the deep pool hath ooze and sludge enough

(16.)CAAP. XXI. To mar your fishing——'less you are more careful. Rove not from pole to pole—the man lives here

Albion, or the Double Kings. Whose razor's only equall'd by his beer;



And where, in either sense, the cockney-put But that kind Christian love hath taught the les-
May, if he pleases, get confounded cut.
On the Sign of un Alehouse kept by a Barber. That they who merit most contempt and hate,

Do most deserve our pity

Old Play (17.)-CHAP. XXII. Chance will not do the work-Chance sends the

(23.)-CHAP. XXX.. breeze;

Marry, come up, sir, with your gentle blood ! But if the pilot slumber at the helm,

Here's a red stream beneath this coarse blue The very wind that wafts us towards the port

doublet, May dash us on the shelves. The steersman's part That warms the heart as kindly as if drawn is vigilance,

From the far source of old Assyrian kings, Blow it or rough or smooth.

Who first made mankind subject to their sway. Old Play

Old Play.

(18.)-CHAP. XXIV.
This is the time-Heaven's maiden-sentinel
Hath quitted her high watch—the lesser spangles
Are paling one by one ; give me the ladder
And the short lever--bid Anthony
Keep with his carabine the wicket-gate;
And do thou bare thy knife and follow me,
For we will in and do it-darkness like this
Is dawning of our fortunes.

Old Play

(24.) -CHAP. xxxv.
We are not worse at once-the course of evil
Begins so slowly, and from such slight source,
An infant's hand might stem its breach with clay;
But let the stream get deeper, and philosophy-
Ay, and religion too,--shall strive in vain
To turn the headlong torrent.

Old Play.

(19.)-CHAP. xxv.

from Peveril of the Peak. Death finds us 'mid our playthings-snatches us, As a cross nurse might do a wayward child, From all our toys and baubles. His rough call

1823. Unlooses all our favorite ties on earth; And well if they are such as may be answer'd

MOTTOES. In yonder world, where all is judged of truly.

Old Play.

(1.)-CHAP. II.

Why then, we will have bellowing of beeves, (20.)-CHAP. XXVI.

Broaching of barrels, brandishing of spigots ; Give us good voyage, gentle stream-we stun not Blood shall flow freely, but it shall be gore Thy sober ear with sounds of revelry;

Of herds and flocks, and venison and poultry, Wake not the slumbering echoes of thy banks Join'd to the brave heart's-blood of John-a-BarleyWith voice of flute and horn-we do but seek


Old Play. On the broad pathway of thy swelling bosom To glide in silent safety.

(2.)--CHAP. IV. The Double Bridal. No, sir,- I will not pledge—I'm one of those

Who think good wine needs neither bush nor preface (21.)-CHAP. XXVII.

To make it welcome. If you doubt my word, This way lie safety and a sure retreat;

Fill the quart-cup, and see if I will choke on't. Yonder lie danger, shame, and punishment.

Old Play Most welcome danger then-Nay, let me say, Though spoke with swelling heart—welcome e'en

(3.)–CHAP. VI. shame;

You shall have no worse prison than my chamber, And welcome punishment-for, call me guilty, Nor jailer than myself. I do but pay the tax that's due to justice;

The Captain. And call me guiltless, then that punishment Is shame to those alone who do inflict it.

(4.)-CHAP. XVI. The Tribunal. Ascasto. Can she not speak ?

Oswald. If speech be only in accented sounds, (22.)-CHAP. XXIX.

Framed by the tongue and lips, the maiden's dumb; How fares the man on whom good men would look But if by quick and apprehensive look, With eyes where scorp and censure combated, By motion, sign, and glance, to give each meaning,

for her eyes,

Express as clothed in language, be term'd speech, Of the wild wave-crest—slumber in the calm,
She hath that wondrous faculty;

And dally with the storm. Yet 'tis a gull,
Like the bright stars of heaven, can hold discourse, | An arrant gull, with all this.
Though it be mute and soundless.

The Chieftais.
Old Play

(12.)—CHAP. XXXI. (5./CHAP. XVII.

I fear the devil worst when gown and cassock, This is a love meeting? See the maiden mourns, Or, in the lack of them, old Calvin's cloak, And the sad suitor bends his looks on earth. Conceals his cloven hoof. There's more hath pass'd between them than be

Anonymous longs To Love's sweet sorrows.

(13.)-CHAP. XXXIII. Old Play 'Tis the black ban-dog of our jail—Pray look on him,

But at a wary distance-rouse him not(6.)CHAP. XIX.

He bays not till he worries. Now, hoist the anchor, mates—and let the sails

The Black Dog of Newgate. Give their broad bosom to the buxom wind, Like lass that woos a lover.

(14.)—CHAP. XXXVIII. Anonymous

"Speak not of niceness, when there's chance of

wreck," (7.)-CHAP. XXII.

The captain said, as ladies writhed their neck He was a fellow in a peasant's garb;

To see the dying dolphin flap the deck: Yet one could censure you a woodcock's carving,

“ If we go down, on us these gentry sup; Like any courtier at the ordinary.

We dine upon them, if we haul them up.
The Ordinary.

Wise men applaud us when we eat the eaters,

As the devil laughs when keen folks cheat the (8.)-CHAP. XXIV.

cheaters." We meet, as men see phantoms in a dream,

The Sea Voyage. Which glide and sigh, and sign, and move their lips, But make no sound; or, if they utter voice,

(15.)--CHAP. XL. 'Tis but a low and undistinguish'd moaning,

Contentions fierce,
Which has nor word nor sense of utter'd sound.

The Chieftain.
Ardent, and dire, spring from no petty cause.

Albion (9.)-CHAP. xxv.

(16.)-CHAP. XLIII. The course of human life is changeful still As is the fickle wind and wandering rill;

He came amongst them like a new-raised spirit, Or, like the light dance which the wild-breeze To speak of dreadful judgments that impend,

And of the wrath to come.

The Reformer. Amidst the faded race of fallen leaves; Which now its breath bears down, now tosses high,

(17.)-CHAP. XLIV. Beats to the earth, or wafts to middle sky. Such, and so varied, the precarious play

And some for safety took the dreadful leap; . Of fate with man, frail tenant of a day!

Some for the voice of Heaven seem'd calling on Anonymous .


Some for advancement, or for lucre's sake-
(10.)-CHAP. XXVI.
I leap'd in frolic.

The Dream
Necessity—thou best of peacemakers,
As well as surest prompter of invention-
Help us to composition !

(18.)-CHAP. XLV. Anonymous. High feasting was there there—the gilded roofs

Rung to the wassail-health-the dancer's step (11.)CAAP. XXVII.

Sprung to the chord responsive—the gay gamester This is some creature of the elements To fate's disposal flung his heap of gold, Most like your sea-gull. He can wheel and whistle And laugh'd alike when it increased or lessen'd: His screaming song, e'en when the storm is loud- Such virtue hath court-air to teach us patience est

Which schoolmen preach in vain. Take for his sheeted couch the restless foam

Why come ye not to Courta


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