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"AULD ROBIN GRAF" When the sheep are IN the Auld, an the kye are A Aa' I hls weary wOrd to sleep are zane, tNomr, The wass O my hsaU fN lM showers ftAe my co, When my gUds man lies sleeping soundby me. Young Jamie lOsd mc weel Na' he sOUgN, me for his

 bride, But saving crown he had nAelhing besldri To make his crowH pouN' my JNmIe gNed 10 sea, An the crown and the poUn they were bNlIh for me- He hadna been zane aweek bSt only waI When my mllher she ell sick, an' the COW was sIoen

 AwaI

 My father brAk hs arm, an my Jamie at seq, An aUld Robin Gray cam wooing to me. My father couldnN wNrk, an my m,her coUdnN spin, Iloiled day and night but their bread cOUdnN win' AudRob maintained them bNlh, ,Nn wi tears In his ee, Said, "Jenny, for their sakes, o! will ys marry mel" My heart M said na, locked for Jamie back, But the wind blew sAlr, an the ship t was wreck The ship h was wreck, ,--why dIdna Jamie deei An why do 1.-Two to say, "ah wac iS me" Aud Robin argued hir-,ho' my milher didNa speOk, She looked nmy face lll my heart was like to break, Sac they gl'cd to Elm my hand, though my heart was

 on the sea-

 An auld Robin Gray is a gude man Co me. I hadna been wife week but only four, When, sitting sue mournfGlly Rt mine ain door, I saw my JAmie's wrah-for1 couldna think it he, TSE he said, "Pm come back, love, to marry theo." Oh! SaIr did we greet an little could we say-- WO took but ae kiss, an we tore ourses away r Dia \ VOA AmA- -hnN \ aN en Oh why do I live to say, "ahl wac smof I gang like ghOist, an cNrcna to spin; darenn think on Jamie, f6r that wNd be q sin; But will do my bes. guido wife to bc, For aOld Robin Gray Is very kind to me.

 MR. ADAMs--The late retreat of tho Turks towards Consan.inoplo and their pursuit by tho Russians broughtto my recollection tho following ballad, which, H believe, wNs first published at Hartford in l8l4 tn tho Connecticut Mirror, then edited by TAsodcrs DUight, Esq. The republication of this ballad at this time may be interesting and amusing to some of your readers. A,B,

 THE MARCH TO MOSCOW.

 BoNAPARTE he would set out For summer excursion to Moscow; The fields were green and the sky was blue,

 Morbleu paybleu!

 What pcasan. excursion to Moscow Four hundred thousand mon and more,

 Hey ho, for Moscow! 4 There were MarshAls by dozens, and Dukes by the

 score,

 Princes few, and kings one or two, While the fields arc 50 green and the sky 60 blue,

 MorbIeu! Parbleu!

 What pleasant excursion te Moscow! There was Junot and AngereaH,

 IIsigh ho, for Moscow! Dombrowsky and PcniarOwsky, General Rapp and tho Emperor Nap

 Nothing would do, While tho fields were 50 green and tho shy 90 blue,

 Morbleu! Parblcu ,tfrt Bu, they must be marching to Moscow! But then the Russians they turn'd to,

 All on the road to Moscow; Nap had 10 fight hs way all thro', They could 6sh. but they could 10, barley vous, But the fields were green and the sky was blue,

 MorbIeu! Parbleu! And 50 they got to Moscow. They made the place too hot for him, For they set fire to Moscow; To get there had cost him much ado, And then no better course hc knew, While the fields wore green and the sky was blue,

 A1orbleu! Parbleu! Than march back again from Moscow.

 The Russians they stuck close to him,

 All on the road from Moscow; There was Tormazow and Jemalow, And all the others that end in oW; Rajefsky and Noverefsky, And all the others that end in etskv; SchamscheiE, Souchosaneif and Schepelef. And all the others that end in.sG; WafItschikof, Kos.amOrof and Tchoglokoif, And all the others that end in eG; Milaradovitch, Jaladovi,ch and Karatchkowcl, And. all the others that end in itch; oscharofsky, RCssofsky, and Kasa,ichkOfFsky, And all the others that end in c6sky; And last of all an Admiral came, terrible man with terrible name, A name. which you all must know very well, Nobody can speak, and nobody can spell: And Platoh he played them of, And MarkolE he marked them oii, And Tuchkoif he touch'd them of.

 And Ku,usofi he cut them of,

 And Woronzof he worried them of,

 And DochtoroiF he doctor'd them oG

 And RodnoA Ae Aogg'd them of, They stuck close to them with all their might, They were on the left and on the right, Behind and before, and by day and hy night; Nap would rather pasleyvous than fight;

 But paIleysous would no more do,

 Morblcu! Parbleu -. Ur.-a an.~a.-.