X: 1
T: the BUSH ABOON TRAQUAIR
O: 1811
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1811, p.236-239
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87686121
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
N: Bar line between measures 3 and 4 was missing.  Similarly with measures 7 and 8.
N: Oddity: The 2nd beat in measure 6 has different beams on both sides of the stem for the f note. The 1806 version doesn't do this.
N: There are many cases where one edition has a comma and the other a semicolon.
M: C
L: 1/16
K: D
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D4 | F4 A4 d6 f2 | (Te3d) (efgf)
w: Hear me, ye nymphs, and ev'-*ry***
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{f}e6 E2 | F4 A4 (f3ed2) B2 | A8 {d}D4 (D3E) |
w: swain, I'll tell how Peg-**gy grieves me; Tho'*
F4 A4 {Bc}d6 e2 | (e3d) (e3f/g/) {f}e6 E2 |
w: thus I lan-guish and* com-**plain, A-
F4 A4 (f3ed2) B2 | A8 {d} D4 :: d4 | (c3BA2) B2
w: las! she ne'er** be-lieves me.  My vows** and
(c2d2) (e2f2) | (g3a) (f2g2) {f}e6 A2 | (d3ef2) g2 (a3ba2) g2 |
w: sighs,* like* si-*lent* air, Un-heed-**ed, ne-**ver
(f3g agfe) d6 e2 | (c3BA2) B2 (c3de2) f2 |
w: move***** her; The bon-**ny bush** a-
(g3a ba) (gf) {f}e6 E2 | F4 A4 (f3ed2) B2 |
w: boon*** Tra-*quair, Was where I first** did
A8 {d}D4 :|
w: love her.
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W:2.That day she smil'd, and made me glad,
W:    No maid seem'd ever kinder;
W:  I thought myself the luckiest lad,
W:    So sweetly there to find her.
W:  I try'd to soothe my am'rous flame,
W:    In words that I thought tender:
W:  If more there pass'd, I'm not to blame;
W:    I meant not to offend her.
W:
W:3.Yet now she scornful flies the plain,
W:    The fields we then frequented;
W:  If e'er we meet, she shews disdain,
W:    She looks as ne'er acquainted.
W:  The bonny bush bloom'd fair in May;
W:    Its sweets I'll ay remember:
W:  But now her frowns make it decay;
W:    It fades as in December.
W:
W:4.Ye rural pow'rs, who hear my strains,
W:    Why thus should Peggy grieve me?
W:  Oh! make her partner in my pains;
W:    Then let her smiles relieve me.
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W:  If not, my love will turn despair;
W:    My passion no more tender;
W:  I'll leave the bush aboon Traquair;
W:    To lonely wilds I'll wander.
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