A lament for Dr. Pritchard's children.
[Glasgow? : s.n.,
1865]
A lament for Dr. Pritchard's children - first lines read: Oh, you kind hearted people think of Pritchard's children, / Who are five in number that are left to mourn / For the loss of their mother that reared them so tender, / And their grandmother too, who will never return.
Bonnie Scotland I adore thee - first lines read: Bonnie Scotland! I adore thee / Now I wander sadly o'er thee, / Thy enchantments will restore me / Bonnie, bonnie Scotland! / Mid the rays of summer weather / Sweetly blooms thy mountain heather; / Love and beauty sport together; / Bonnie bonnie Scotland Oh.
Two ballads.
Pritchard was hanged at Glasgow on July 28th 1865, this was the last public execution there.
In two columns with an illustration above the second.
Ballads, English
Murder
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