"The 29th of May"
CHORUS
Your glasses charge high, 'tis in great Charles' praise!
In praise, in praise, 'tis in great Charles' praise;
To's success your voices and instruments raise,
To his success your voices and instruments raise!
1. To curb usurpation by th' assistance of France,
With love to his country see Charlie advance !
He's welcome to grace and distinguish this day,
The sun brighter shines, and all nature looks gay.
Your glasses, &c.
2. Approach glorious Charles, to this desolate land,
And drive out thy foes with thy mighty hand;
The nations shall rise€ and join as one man,
To crown the brave Charles, the Chief of the Clan.
Your glasses, &c.
3. In his train see sweet Peace fairest queen of the sky,
Ev'ry bliss in her look ev'ry charm in her eye,
With oppression, corruption, vile slav'ry and fear,
At his wish'd-for return never more shall appear.
Your glasses, &c.
4. Whilst in pleasure's soft arms millions now court repose,
Our hero flies forth though surrounded with foes;
To free us from tyrants ev'ry danger defies
And in liberty's cause, he conquers or dies!
Your glasses, &c.
5. How hateful 's the tyrant who lives by false fame,
To satiate his pride sets our country in flame,
How glorious the prince, whose great generous mind,
Makes true valour consist in relieving mankind!
Your glasses, &c.
6. Ye brave clans, on whom we just honour bestow,
O think on the source whence our dire evils flow!
Commanded by Charles, advance to Whitehall,
And fix them in chains who would Britons enthral.
Your glasses, &c.
Jacobite Minstrelsy, published in Glasgow by R. Griffin & Cie and Robert Malcolm, 1828
Your glasses charge high, 'tis in great Charles' praise!
In praise, in praise, 'tis in great Charles' praise;
To's success your voices and instruments raise,
To his success your voices and instruments raise!
1. To curb usurpation by th' assistance of France,
With love to his country see Charlie advance !
He's welcome to grace and distinguish this day,
The sun brighter shines, and all nature looks gay.
Your glasses, &c.
2. Approach glorious Charles, to this desolate land,
And drive out thy foes with thy mighty hand;
The nations shall rise€ and join as one man,
To crown the brave Charles, the Chief of the Clan.
Your glasses, &c.
3. In his train see sweet Peace fairest queen of the sky,
Ev'ry bliss in her look ev'ry charm in her eye,
With oppression, corruption, vile slav'ry and fear,
At his wish'd-for return never more shall appear.
Your glasses, &c.
4. Whilst in pleasure's soft arms millions now court repose,
Our hero flies forth though surrounded with foes;
To free us from tyrants ev'ry danger defies
And in liberty's cause, he conquers or dies!
Your glasses, &c.
5. How hateful 's the tyrant who lives by false fame,
To satiate his pride sets our country in flame,
How glorious the prince, whose great generous mind,
Makes true valour consist in relieving mankind!
Your glasses, &c.
6. Ye brave clans, on whom we just honour bestow,
O think on the source whence our dire evils flow!
Commanded by Charles, advance to Whitehall,
And fix them in chains who would Britons enthral.
Your glasses, &c.
Jacobite Minstrelsy, published in Glasgow by R. Griffin & Cie and Robert Malcolm, 1828
