The Bonnie House of Airlie

Airlie Castle

According Kenneth Goldstein:

This [Child] ballad describes the burning and sacking in 1640 of the castle of the Earl of Airlie, a supporter of Charles Edward, by the Duke of Argyll. Airlie, aware that he would be forced to renounce the King, left Scotland, leaving his house in the keeping of his oldest son, Lord Ogilvie. Argyll, ordered to proceed against the castle, raised several thousand men for the purpose. When Ogilvie heard of his coming with such a huge force, the castle was abandoned. Lady Ogilvie’s defiance is an invention of the ballad muse, for it has been fairly well established that none of the family was there at the time the castle was sacked.

Here’s a version by a young band making a tremendous mark in the world of traditional music, Full Set, with singer Teresa Horgan.

The Bonnie House of Airlie

It fell on a day, on a bonny summer’s day
When the sun shone bright and clearly,
That there fell oot a great dispute
Between Argyll and Airlie.

Argyll he has mustered a thousand o’ his men,
And he’s marched them in right early;
He’s marched them up by the back o’ Dunkeld,
Tae plunder the bonnie hoose of Airlie.

Lady Ogilvie she looked frae her window sae high,
And oh but she grat sairly,
To see Argyll and a’ his men
Come plunder the bonny hoose of Airlie.

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Ae Fond Kiss (and Then We Sever)

Once again, from the pen of the great Robert Burns (1791), we get a song for the ages.  And in this video, the Voice Squad render a performance or the ages.

Ae Fond Kiss

Ae fond kiss, and then we sever;
Ae fareweel, alas, for ever!
Deep in heart-wrung tears I’ll pledge thee,
Warring sighs and groans I’ll wage thee!

Who shall say that Fortune grieves him
While the star of hope she leaves him?
Me, nae cheerfu’ twinkle lights me,
Dark despair around benights me.

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I Loved a Lass

Bert Janschof Pentagle fame, sings the Scottish version of what is apparently an old broadside ballad of indefinite origins. This version was made popular through the singing of Ewan MacColl and Peggy Seeger. You’ll find more information about it’s origins and variants at …Just Another Tune, an incredible website I just came across for the first time.

I Loved a Lass

I loved a lass, and I loved her sae weel
I hated all others that spoke of her ill;
But noo she’s rewarded me weel for my love,
For she’s gaun to be wed till anither.

When I saw my love to the church go,
Wi’ bride and bride-maidens, they made a fine show;
An’ l followed them on wi’ a heart fu’ o’ woe,
For she’s gaun to be wed till anither.

When I saw my love sit down to dine,
I sat down beside her and poured out the wine,
An’ I drank to the lass that should ha’e been mine,
An’ now she is wed till anither.

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