From Hogg’s Jacobite Relics.
IN a summer’s day when all was gay
The lads and lasses met
In a flowery mead, when each lovely maid
Was by her true love set.
Dick took the glass, and drank to his lass,
And _Jamie’s_ health around did pass;
Huzza! they cried; Huzza! they all replied,
God bless our noble King.
To the Queen, quothiwell; Drink it off, says Nell,
They say she is wondrous pretty;
And the prince, says Hugh; That’s right, says Sue;
God send him home, says Katy;
May the powers above this tribe remove,
And send us back the man we love.
Huzza! they cried; Huzza! they all replied,
God bless our noble King.
The liquor spent, they to dancing went,
Each gamester took his mate;
Ralph bow’d to Moll, and Hodge to Doll,
Hal took out black-eyed Kate.
Name your dance, quoth John; Bid him, says Anne,
Play, The King shall enjoy his own again.
Huzza! they cried; Huzza! they all replied,
God bless our noble King.
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