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# British North America Act, 1975

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Increased the number of MPs representing the Northwest Territories into two.
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British North America Act, 1975
    2. Amendment as to legislation respecting representation in Commons of the Yukon and Northwest Territories.
    3. Short title and citation.
23 & 24 Elizabeth II, c. 28 (Canada)
An Act to increase the representation of the Northwest Territories in the House of Commons and to establish a commission to readjust the electoral boundaries of the Northwest Territories
[Assented to 13th March, 1975.]
Her Majesty, by and with the advice and consent of the Senate and House of Commons of Canada, enacts as follows:—
2. Subsection 51(2) of the British North America Act, 1867, as enacted by the British North America Act, 1952, is repealed and the following substituted therefor:
(2) The Yukon Territory as bounded and described in the schedule to chapter Y-2 of the Revised Statutes of Canada, 1970, shall be entitled to one member, and the Northwest Territories as bounded and described in section 2 of chapter N-22 of the Revised Statutes of Canada, 1970, shall be entitled to two members.
3. This Part may be cited as the British North America Act, 1975, and the British North America Acts, 1867 to 1974-75 and this Part may be cited together as the British North America Acts, 1867 to 1975
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# Miscellaneous Statute Law Revision Act, 1977

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A law which made some technical corrections to the Representation Act, 1974 (making it the British North America Act, 1974) and Northwest Territories Representation Act (making it the British North America Act (No. 1), 1975)
25 & 26 Elizabeth II, c. 28 (Canada)
Miscellaneous Statute Law Revision Act, 1977
[Assented to 29th June, 1977.]
Her Majesty, by and with the advice and consent of the Senate and House of Commons of Canada, enacts as follows:
31. Section 3 of the Northwest Territories Representation Act is repealed and the following substituted therefor:
3. This Part may be cited as the British North America Act, 1975, and the British North America Acts, 1867 to 1974 and this Part may be cited together as the British North America Acts, 1867 to 1975.
38. Section 3 of the Representation Act, 1974 is repealed and the following substituted therefor:
3. This Part may be cited as the British North America Act, 1974, and the British North America Acts, 1867 to 1965 and this Part may be cited together as the British North America Acts, 1867 to 1974."
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# Buxom dame of Reading, or, The cuckold's cap (1)/The Buxom Dame of Reading

The BUXOM DAME of READING.
NEAR Reading there lived a buxom dame, The wife of a cobler, Joan was, her name, She had a fine hen of a delicate fize, The like you never beheld with your eyes.
She had a red head, grey wings, yellow legs, Each Summer she laid a bushel of eggs; And Joan last Summer would set her indeed, For she was resolv’d to have more of her breed.
And as she was setting her upon a day, A shepherd came to her, and thus he did say; Oh! what are you doing! she answer’d him then, I’m going to set a miraculous hen.
Why, then says the shepherd, to keep the eggs warm, And that they may prosper and come to no harm; You must set the eggs in a large cuckold’s cap, And then all the chickens will come to good hap.
I have ne’er a cuckold’s cap, shepherd, says she, Dot nevertheless I will be ruled by thee, Tor this very moment I’ll trudge up and down, And borrow one, if there be one in the town.
She went to her neighbour, and thus she did say, Come lend me thy cuckold’s cap, neighbour I pray, I am going to set a miraculous hen, And when I’ve done with it, I'll bring it again.
The neighbour’s wife answer’d, and thus reply’d, Had I such a thing you should not be deny’d; Years fourteen or fifteen I have been a wife, And my husband had ne’er such a thing in his life.
But go to my cousin that lives at the mill, She had one I know, and may have it still; Till her I sent you, she’ll lend it I know; I thank you, said Joan, and away she did go.
​Then straight to the house of the miller she went, And told her that she by her cousin was sent, To borrow a thing that was absolute rare, A large cuckold’s cap which her husband did wear.
I do not deny but such things there may be, Eut why should my cousin direct you to me! These nineteen or twenty years I have been wed, ⟨And⟩ my husband had ne’er such a cap on his head.
But go to the Quaker that lives at the Swan, If I am not mistaken, I think she has one, And tell her, she’ll lend it I know for my sake, And I for the same a great favour will take.
So she went to the house of old Yea and Nay, And spoke to his wife that was youthful and gay; Saying, I come for to borrow, if you will but lend A large cuckold’s cap, I was sent by a friend.
The Quaker's wife nodded, and said with a frown, I han’t such a thing if thou’d give me a crown; Besides, I’d not lend it, suppose that I had, For fear it should make my poor husband run mad.
In town there are many young women, perhaps Are cunning and artful in making such caps; But what are their nature, I cannot well say, Therefore escuse me friend Joan, I thee pray.
Now Joan being tired, and weary withal, Says she, I have no good fortune at all; It is the beginning, I think of all sorrow, To trudge up and down, and of neighbours to borrow.
A poor cuckold's cap, I would borrow indeed, A thing of small value, but yet could not speed; But as I’m a woman, adzooks, cries young Joan, Before it be long, I’ll have one of my own.
# Buxom dame of Reading, or, The cuckold's cap (1)/A Smiling Full Bowl

A SMILING FULL BOWL.
WILL you credit a Miser, ’tis gold makes us wise, The bliss of his life, the joy of his eyes; ​And ask a fond Lover, where wisdom he places, To be sure in his mistress, her charms, and her graces; But let the free Lad speak the joy of his soul, ’Tis a sparkling Glass, and a smiling full Bowl.
The Miser is wretched, unhappy, and poor; He suffers great want in the midst of his store: The Lover’s disconsolate, mopish and sad, For that which when gain’d, would soon make him mad, The Misers a Foo’, and the Lover s an Ass, And be only’s Wife, who adores the full Glass.
Let the Miser then hug up his ill-gotten Pelf, And to reed empty bags, he may starve his ownself, Let the Lover still languish ’twixt hope and despair, And doat on a face as inconstant as fair: But still may his bliss be as great as his soul, Who pays no devoir but to Wine and the bowl.
# Buxom dame of Reading, or, The cuckold's cap (1)/Wallace's Lament after the Battle of Falkirk

Wallace's Lament after the Battle of Falkirk.
Tune—Maids of Arrochar.
THOU dark winding Carton once pleasing to see, To me thou can’st never give pleasure again, My brave Caledonians lie low on the lee, And thy streams are deep ting’d with the blood of the slain.
’Twas base hearted treachery that doom’d our undoing, My poor bleeding country, what more can I do? Ev’n Valour looks pale o’er the red field of ruin, And freedom beholds her best warriors laid low.
Farewel ye dear partners of peril! farewel! Tho’ buried ye lie in one wide bloody grave, Your deeds shall ennoble the place where you fell, And your names be enroll’d with the sons of the brave.
But I, a poor outcast, in exile must wander, Perhaps, like a traitor ignobly must die! On thy wrongs, O my country! indignant I ponder— Ah! (illegible text)to the hour when thy Wallace must fly!
# Buxom dame of Reading, or, The cuckold's cap (1)/Has She Not Dole Enough Has an Auld Man

Has SHE not DOLE enough ⟨has⟩ an AULD MAN.
ALL young damsels both handsome and pretty, Come draw near unto me, sit down and sing, A song of miscarriage, concerning my marriage, And by daily dolour my hands I do wring.
My age is scarce twenty as plain doth appear, I married an old man of seventy-three year, And by my misguiding you may very well ken, What should a young woman do with an old man!
He’s snuffing and sneezing, he’s banning and swearing, He’s hard o’ the hearing, he canna weel fee; He fumbles and grumbles, and over he tumbles, And what is his snoring, alas! unto me?
His pate it is bald, his beard it is thin, Rough is his hair, and hard is his skin: His breach it is strong, his face pale and wan, And that’s the hail properties of an auld man.
When he down lieth, he groaneth, he crieth, As ane were a dying dolour and pain; In dead of love-kisses, he itches and scratches, Himself he outstretchen with groaning again.
But when he lies down at ten o’ the clock, Turns first to the wall, and then to the stock; Ithen wipe the tears, now as they down run, And say woe to the day, ere I saw an auld man!
Young giglet he ca'e me, and says he will lame me, Young gigalet he names me, and sometimes a whore; But haud thy tongue auld man, and say nae mair such, Fain would I say cuckold, but I think as much.
But I will lay by my mask and my fan, And bid wo to the day ere I saw an auld man! Otherwise for to crop him. I will do the best, And with his old feathers I’ll build a new nest.
# Buxom dame of Reading, or, The cuckold's cap (1)/A Summer Piece

A SUMMER PIECE.
WHEN the trees all their beautiful verdure renew, and the meadows look charmingly gay, When smiling Creation looks blooming to view, replete with the beauties of May.
When the light-hearted shepherd chants musical strains, as he pips to his flocks on the hill; And the lambkins delighted, skip blyth o’er the plain, or frills by the mumuring rill.
When the cows round the country a gadding repair, or beneath the cool shade saun the heat; When the crimson-cheek’d milk maid does kindly prepare for her sweetheart a syllabub treat.
When the country girls wantonly sport in the deep, so cautious, that all must be hush, Yet oft the fly rustic procures a full peep, from the tide of a hillock or bush.
At eve when the lads and the lasses do meet, in a circle to dance on the green; What a native simplicity void of deceit, and modestly stamp’d on their mein;
While the birds seem inspir’d by the smiling serene, in musical melody vie; And the hares midst the corn-fields they safely remain, or secure in the green meadows lie.
In a snug rural cottage surrounded by trees, where murmuring rivulets glide, My attendants be plenty, contentment and ease, in solitude let me reside.
Where grant me kind Powers in this season of love, a fond fair one my bl(illegible text) to complete, Whose tender endearments can sadness remove, and imparadise this my retreat.
# Buxom dame of Reading, or, The cuckold's cap (1)/A Winter Piece

A WINTER PIECE.
WHEN the trees were all bare, not a leaf to be seen, and the meadows their beauties had lost: When all Nature disrob’d of her mantle of green, and the rivers bound up by the frost.
When the peasant inactive stands shivering with cold, and the bleak winds northerly blow; The innocent lambs feud away to their fold, with their fleeces all covered with snow.
In the yard where the cattle were fodder’d with straw, and they send forth their breath like a stream; And the neat looking dairy maid sees she must thaw flakes of ice she beholds on the cream.
There the sweet country-maiden as fresh as a rose, she carelessly slips and then slides; Then the rustic laughs loud, if by falling she shows, all the charms which her modesyy hides.
When the lades and the lafses in company join, and set round the embers, they chat; Talk of witches and Fairies, that ride on the wind, and of Ghost till they’re all in a sweat.
When the birds to the barn-door comes hov’ring for food, and they earnestly drop from their spray; Then the poor frighted hare in vain walks the wood, left her foot-steps her course should betray.
Heaven grant in that season it may be my lot, with the maid whom I love and admire, While the ice-sickles hing from the eves of my cot, may we live therein safely retir’d.
In peace and in pleasure, and free from all care, may we live and each other admire; And thus in due season when sickness falls out, then each of each other may take care.
# Buxom dame of Reading, or, The cuckold's cap (1)/Bad Luck to the Penny

BAD LUCK TO THE PENNY.
WHAT can a young lassie, what shall a young lassie, What can a young lassie do wi’ an auld man! Bad luck on the penny, that tempted my minnie To sell her poor Jenny for siller and lan’! Bad luck on the penny, that tempted my minnie, etc.
He's always compleein' frae mornin' to e’enin’, He hofts and he hirples the weary day lang; He’s doy’lt and he’s dozin, his blude it is frozen, O dreary’s the night wi’ a crazy auld man! Bad, etc.
He hums and he hankers, he frets and he cankers, I never can please him, do a’ that I can; He’s peevish, and jealous of a' the young fellows, O, dole on the day I met wi’ an auld man. Bad, etc.
My auld auntie Katie, upo’ me taks pity, I’ll do my endeavour to follow her plan; I’ll cross, him and wreck him until I heart-break him, And then his auld brass will buy me a new pan. etc.
# Buxom dame of Reading, or, The cuckold's cap (1)

T H E
Buxom Dame of Reading;
OR, THE
Cuckold's Cap.
TO WHICH ARE ADDED
A SMILING FULL BOWL. Wallace’s Lament after the Battle of Falkirk. Has She not Dole enough has an Auld Man. A SUMMER PIECE. A WINTER PIECE. BAD LUCK TO THE PENNY. The NEAT LITTLE COTTAGE.
Glasgow, Printed by J. & M. Robertson, (No. 20) Saltmarket.
* The Buxom Dame of Reading
* A Smiling Full Bowl
* Wallace's Lament after the Battle of Falkirk
* Has She Not Dole Enough Has an Auld Man
* A Summer Piece
* A Winter Piece
* Bad Luck to the Penny
* The Neat Little Cottage
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# Buxom dame of Reading, or, The cuckold's cap (1)/The Neat Little Cottage

THE NEAT LITTLE COTTAGE.
My Mam is no more, and my Dad’s in his grave, Little orphans are sister and I, sadly poor: Industry our wealth, and no dwelling we have, But you neat little cottage that stands on the moor.
The lark’s early song docs to labour invite, Contented, we just keep the wolf from the door; And Phœbus retiring, trips home with delight, To our neat little cottage that stands on the moor.
Our meals are but homely mirth sweetens the cheer, Affection's our inmate, the guest we adore: And heart-ease and health make a palace appear Of our neat little cottage that stands on the moor.
G L A S G O W, Printed by J. and M. Robertson, (No. 20.) Saltmarket, 1809.
# Five excellent love songs

Five Excellent
LOVE SONGS,
CALLED,
1. My Galloping's all at an end.
2. The Banks of the Devon.
3. Blythe was She, &c.
4. Auld Langsyne.
5. Highland Mary.
Falkirk: T. Johnston, Printer. 1811.
* My Galloping's All at an End
* Banks of the Devon
* Blythe was She
* Auld Langsyne
* Highland Mary
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# Five excellent love songs/My Galloping's All at an End

MY GALLOPING's ALL AT AN END.
YOU Sailers that plow on the main, with the waters a glittering toy, Keep your senses from falling asleep, from Venus or Cupid's decoy. Fair Helen, that Grecian Queen, or the damsels who on her attend, When you’re married your courage is down and your galloping’s all at an end.
When that a young man is married, and rolled in a marriage state, He’s curb’d all the days of his life, Oh! but his sorrows are great: His wise will his quarrels oppose, and close to his heels will attend, She’ll cross him in spite of his nose, and his galloping’s all at an end.
If that I chance for to treat a friend or a neighbour also, My wife she will follow me straight, and many bad words will bellow;
your money why do you thus spend? You look like a sot or a slave, and your galloping’s all at an end.
When my first child it was born, they made up a great bill of charge; The midwife and gossips came in, and, swell’d it out still very large : At all this I’m very well pleas’d, for what good Providence may send, I find, there is nothing affray, but my galloping’s all at an end.
Before Jockey entered marriage, 'twas he that was sprightly and gay. Right taper and proud was his carriage, and who was so airy as he! But now since my uncle got married, he can neither rove but nor ben, He must stay at home with his wife, his galloping’s alt at an end.
Now comes the jolly town-rake, and thus he did merrily sing, I will spend one shilling or more, and toast a good health to the king ​No woman shall e’er me controul, for I will both borrow and lend; I’ll live single until I grow old, and my galloping never shall end.
So lads be aware how you marry, I'd have you take pattern by me; I think it far better to tarry, and always live happy and free: If you have a shilling to spare, or yet half-a-crown for to lend, There’s no one to stop your career, for your galloping never shall end.
# Five excellent love songs/Banks of the Devon

BANKS OF THE DEVON.
How pleasant the banks of the clear winding
Devon, With green spreading bushes, and flow’rs
blooming fair! But the bonniest flow'r on the banks of the
Devon, Was once a sweet bude on the braes of the
Air,
​Mild be the Sun on this sweet blushing flower. In the gay rosy morn, as it bathes in the dew; And gentle the fall of the soft vernal shower. That steals on the evening, each leaf to renew.
O spare the dear blossom, ye orient breezes. With chill hoary wing, as ye usher the dawn! And far be’ thou distant thou reptile that seizest The verdure and pride of the garden and lawn.
Let Bourbon exult in his gay gilded lillie, And England, triumphant, display her proud rose; A fairer than either adorns the green vallies. Where Devon, sweet Devon, meandering flows.
# Five excellent love songs/Blythe was She

BLYTHE WAS SHE.
By Oughtertyre grows the aik, on Yarrow banks, the birken shaw ; But Phemie was a bonnier lass than braes of Yarrow ever saw.
Blythe, blythe and merry was she, Blythe was she but and ben; Blythe by the banks of Ern, And blythe in Gln-turit glen.
​Her looks were like a flower in May, her smile was like a summer morn; She tripped by the banks of Ern, as light's a bird upon a thorn. Blythe, &c.
# Auld Lang Syne (Burns)

   "Auld Lang Syne" (Scots pronunciation: [ˈɔːl(d) lɑŋˈsəin]: note "s" rather than "z") is a Scots poem written by Robert Burns in 1788 and set to the tune of a traditional folk song (Roud # 6294). It is well known in many countries, especially in the English-speaking world, its traditional use being to bid farewell to the old year at the stroke of midnight. By extension, it is also sung at funerals, graduations and as a farewell or ending to other occasions.
* "Auld langsyne" in Jim Crow (n.d.), a chapbook printed in Glasgow
* "Auld Lang Syne in Four songs (1800s), a chapbook printed in Edinburgh
* "Auld Lang Syne", in The Tired Soldier (n.d.), a chapbook printed in Greenock
* "Auld Lang Syne", in Burns' Popular Songs (n. d.), a chapbook printed in Paisley
* "Auld Langsyne", in The Song Book No. 4 (n. d.), a chapbook printed in Glasgow
* "Auld Langsyne", in Five excellent love songs (1811), a chapbook printed in Falkirk
* "Auld Langsyne", in The Goldfinch (1817), a chapbook printed in Kilmarnock
* "Auld Langsyne", in The Musical Charmer (1819), a chapbook printed in Falkirk
* "Auld langsyne" in The Scottish Minstrel (1850), a chapbook printed in Glasgow
* "Auld Lang Syne" in The Book of Scottish Song (1843), edited by Alexander Whitelaw
* "Auld Lang Syne", in The Poetical Works of Robert Burns (1887), edited by Alexander Smith
* "Auld Lang Syne" in The Canadian Soldiers' Song Book (1918)
* "Auld Lang Syne" in the Oxford Book of English Verse 1250-1900 (1931), edited by Arthur Quiller-Couch
* "Auld Lang Syne" in the Oxford Book of English Verse 1250-1918 (1940), edited by Arthur Quiller-Couch
* "Auld Lang Syne", Wikisource translation from Scots into English
# Five excellent love songs/Highland Mary

HIGHLAND MARY.
Ye banks and braes, and streams around the Castle o' Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flow'rs, your waters never drumlie: There simmer first unfaulds ber robes, and there they langest tarry; For there I took the last fareweel of my dear Highland Mary.
​How sweetly bloom’d the gay green birk! How rich the hawthorn’s blossom! As underneath their fragrant shade, I clasp’d her to my bosom! The golden hours, on angel-wings, flew o’er me and my dearie; For dear to me as light and life, was my sweet Higland Mary.
Wi' mony a vow, and lock’d embrace, our parting was fu’ tender; And pledging aft to meet again, we tore ourselves asunder; But oh! fell death’s untimely frost, that nipt my flow’r so early; Now green’s the sod, and cauld’s the Clay, thav wraps my Highland Mary.
O pale, pale new, those rosy lips, I aft hae kiss’d sae fondly! And clos’d for ay the sparkling glance that dwelt on me sae kindly! And mould’ring now in silent dust, that heart that lo’ed me dearly! But still within my bosom’s care. shall live my Highland Mary
F I N I S.
T. Johnston, Printer, Falkirk
# Five excellent love songs/Auld Langsyne

AULD LANGSYNE.
Should auld acquaintance be forgot, an’ never brought to mind? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, an’ days o’ langsyne?
For auld langsyne, my dear; For auld langsyne; We’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet, forauld langsyne.
We twa hae run about the braes, an’ pu’d the gowans fine; But we’ve wander’d mony a weary fit, sin’ auld langsyne.
For auld langsyne, &c.
We twa hae paidelt in the burn, whan simmer days were prime, But seas between us braid hae roar’d, sin’ auld langsyne.
For auld langsyne, &c.
​An' there's a hand, my trusty feire, an' gies a hand o'thine, An' we'll toum the cup to friendship's growth, an' auld langsyne.
For auld langsyne, &c.
An' surely ye'll be your pint-stoup, as sure as I'll be mine, An' we'll tak a right gude willie waught for auld langsyne.
For auld langsyne, my dear; for auld langsyne; We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet, for auld langsyne.