THE NEWS.
Tune—Cameramans' Rant.
O Cam ye east, or cam ye west, Or bring ye news to me man ? Or were ye at the pier o’ Leith, Or did the landing see, man? 1 saw the fleet come up the Firth, Heard Geordie hailed wi’ joyfu’ mirth, ’Mang nobles ranked by bluid and birth, And saw him land on Scotland’s strand— By ancient band, ta’en by the hand, And met wi’ welcomes three, man !
They say a Scottish Minstrel cam And shook his han’ right fain, man; Gied him “Ladies’ gift,” and cried, You’re welcome to your ain, man. Then fort and fleet that near him stood, Wi’ guns raised up a rackit loud, And Castle-hill and Holyrood, Wi’ mica bang, the news alang, la thunder rang, the hills amang, Till Sal’sbury roar’d, Amen, man !
O I had ye seen him come alang, Wi’ a bis nobles gay, man, Whilst welcome looks, and ladies’ Him lightit up the way, man ;
