The Scotch Wedding: OR, A short and Pretty Way of Wooing.
When as Complexions do agree,
And all things they are fitting;
Why should the time prolonged be,
Be quick and mind your Knitting.
To a New Northern Tune, much us'd at the Theatres.
With Allowance.
IN
January last, upon
a Munday on the Morn;
As along the fields I past,
to view the Winter Corn:
I ligged me behind the Bray,
and I saw come o're the Slow,
Yean glenting in an Apron,
with a bonny brant brow.
I had good Morrow fair Maid,
and she right courteously,
By Fe and Tro, geud Sir, she said,
geud day agen to ye;
I said to her, fair Maid, quo I,
how far intend you now,
Quo she geud Sir a mile or two,
to yonder bonny Brow.
Fair Maid I'm wéel contented,
to have like company,
For I am ganging on the gate,
where you intend to be;
When we had walkt a mile or two,
I said to her my Dow;
May I not lift your Apron,
and kiss your bonny Brow.
Nay geud Sir you'r mistaken,
for I am na'ne of theise;
I wot you ha mare bréeding,
then lift a wemans clearhes:
Ye kn
[...]w we Mun for modesty,
nea at the first time bow,
But if we like your company:
we are as kind as you.
I Teuk her by the hand so smaw,
an I led her o're the Lawn,
I gave her many a glancing leuk,
so did she me again;
I led her in amang the Bent,
where nean of awe cu'd see,
And then quo I my bonny Lass,
now wilt thou mow with me.
I dare not deathat déed, quo she,
for fear I prove with Bearn,
And then may I sing lullabee,
and live in mickle scorn;
Tush fye, quo I, tack thou ne care,
fear not with Bearn to be,
For weel I wat next Holliday,
that I will wed with thee.
I laid htr down upon the Green,
and said prove kind my dear;
We now are safe from being seen,
thou néeds nea danger sea
[...]:
She blush and smiled in my face,
my bonny Lad, quo she,
Since we are in this uncouth place,
deal kindly now with me.
I used all my skill and art,
her humour for to please;
I prickt her, but she felt no smart,
but still lay at her ease;
At length I put her to the squeak,
and claw'd her bonny weam;
Quo she, my heart with joy will break,
pray let me now gang heam.
When we had
[...]ane of love our fill,
sea weel she pleas'd my mind;
I vow'd I wad be constant still,
since that she was so kind;
Quo I my onely Duck, my dear,
now let us twa agree;
How to provide cur Bridal chéer,
against we wedded be.
The warft on't is, my love, quo she,
we want a King I trow,
Ne'r rack, quo I, leave that to me,
i'le sell my Dodded Yow;
Miss John the Vicar is my friend,
who will be rul'd by me;
An hour or twa with us to spend,
when we shall wedded be.
Weel ha beath bak'd, & boil'd, & roast,
upon our Weddding day,
And
Will the Weaver at my cost
shall on the Bag-pipes play;
The Lads and Lasses in the Town,
shall at our Nuptials be,
And thou shalt have a Tawny Gown,
sea weel thou pleases me.
Now when the Wedding day was come
as they did beath conclude,
The dinner was in readiness,
the liquor it was brew'd;
And so they went unto the Kirk,
weel wedded for to be;
And made a mickle merry feast,
and now lives lovingly.
Printed for P. Brooksby, at the Golden-Ball, in West-smith field.