Classic Poem

DUET SUNG BY THE LAIRD AND HIS DAUGHTER MYSIE .

Laird .

" O WHAT do you think o' Geordie noo?
O what do you think o' Geordie noo?
Come daughter mine, come tell me true,
O WAHT do you think o' Geordie noo? "

M YSIE .

" O Geordie we think nought ava,
O what has brought him here at a'?
We hae ae king, nae need o' twa,
Sae Geordie ye maun march awa'. "

Laird .

" Oh daughter mine, I'm wae to see,
Ye speak sae light o' majestie;
Now Geordie's king o' kingdoms three,
Ye maun obey baith him and me. "

M YSIE .

" O faither dear, I need na say,
Your will's a law I'll aye obey,
But sure they're wud that can compare
King Geordie wi' auld Scotland's heir! "

Laird .

" Fair faced, I grant, the Stuarts a' be,
But, oh, they're fu' o' treacherie;
O, Mysie, lass, ye little ken
The drift o' Cavaliering men! "

M YSIE .

" We're wae to see a foreign loon,
Come over here to tak' our croun:
Outlandish gibberish on his tongue
No understood by auld or young. "
" O Geordie's stout, and unco braid;
He's no like Charlie in his plaid;
To see him dance, to hear him sing
O sure he is our rightfu' king! "

Laird .

" It's no to sing, nor yet to dance,
That we will tak' a king frae France:
A bird that's ta'en frae an ill nest
It aye will do like a' the rest. "

M YSIE .

" For nae offence that we can see,
Up in a rage will Geordie flee;
The flames get then his periwig,
That's no denied by ony Whig. "

Laird .

" Aweel, aweel, and what's a' that,
To them wha promise and draw back?
Nae wiser by adversitie,
O! tyrants a' the Stuarts wad be. "

M YSIE .

" O, adverse winds round them did blaw,
And he has seen and felt it a';
O, dinna believe ill tales are true,
For that we all are apt to do. "

Laird .

" It's true the sun will melt the snaw,
It's true that time will wear awa',
It's true that nicht will follow day,
O, Mysie, there's truth in a' I say.

" O, Mysie, lass, dry up thy tears,
And think nae mair o' cavaliers:
To fecht 'gainst heaven is a' in vain,
The Stuarts will never reign again. "

Together .

" Auld Scotland is unconquered land,
And aye for freedom made a stand;
So let us a' in that agree,
Hurra, hurra, for liberty!