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'''PEER OF LEITH, THE.''' Scottish, Slow Air (4/4 time). D Major. Standard tuning (fiddle). ABBC. | '''PEER OF LEITH, THE.''' AKA - "Young Philander." Scottish, Slow Air (4/4 time). D Major. Standard tuning (fiddle). ABBC. The music and words are printed in '''Orpheus Caledonius''' (Song 29), and go: | ||
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''Young Philander woo'd me lang,''<br> | |||
''But I was peevish, and forbad him,''<br> | |||
''I wadna tent his loving Sang,''<br> | |||
''But now I wish, I wish I had him:''<br> | |||
''Ilk Morning when I view my Glass,''<br> | |||
''The I perceive my Beauty going;''<br> | |||
''And when the Wrinkles frize the Face,''<br> | |||
''The we may bid adieu to wooing.''<br> | |||
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''My Beauty, anes so much admir'd,''<br> | |||
''I find it fading fast, and flying;''<br> | |||
''My Chiiks, which Coral like appear'd,''<br> | |||
''Grow pale, the broken Blood decaying;''<br> | |||
''Ah! we may see our selves to be,''<br> | |||
''Like Summer Fruit that is unshaken;''<br> | |||
''When ripe, the soon fall down and die,''<br> | |||
''And by Corruption quickly taken. ''<br> | |||
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''Use then your Time, ye Virgins fair,''<br> | |||
''Employ your Day before 'tis evil;''<br> | |||
''Fifteen is a Season rare,''<br> | |||
''But five and twenty is the Devil.''<br> | |||
''Just when ripe, consent unto't,''<br> | |||
''Hug nae mair your lanely Pillow;''<br> | |||
''Women are like other Fruit,''<br> | |||
''They lose their Relish when too mellow.''<br> | |||
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PEER OF LEITH, THE. AKA - "Young Philander." Scottish, Slow Air (4/4 time). D Major. Standard tuning (fiddle). ABBC. The music and words are printed in Orpheus Caledonius (Song 29), and go:
Young Philander woo'd me lang,
But I was peevish, and forbad him,
I wadna tent his loving Sang,
But now I wish, I wish I had him:
Ilk Morning when I view my Glass,
The I perceive my Beauty going;
And when the Wrinkles frize the Face,
The we may bid adieu to wooing.
My Beauty, anes so much admir'd,
I find it fading fast, and flying;
My Chiiks, which Coral like appear'd,
Grow pale, the broken Blood decaying;
Ah! we may see our selves to be,
Like Summer Fruit that is unshaken;
When ripe, the soon fall down and die,
And by Corruption quickly taken.
Use then your Time, ye Virgins fair,
Employ your Day before 'tis evil;
Fifteen is a Season rare,
But five and twenty is the Devil.
Just when ripe, consent unto't,
Hug nae mair your lanely Pillow;
Women are like other Fruit,
They lose their Relish when too mellow.
Source for notated version:
Printed sources: McGibbon (Scots Tunes, book II), c. 1746; p. 38.
Recorded sources: