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# O Come, All Ye Faithful (Rorison)

From Hymns and Anthems, 1851; copied from hymnsandcarolsofchristmas.com
Hymn 24
Let us now go even unto Bethlehem, and see this thing which is come to pass.
O come all ye faithful, Rejoicing, triumphant, O come ye, O come ye, to Bethlehem! See Him an Infant, Monarch of Angels! O come then and adore we, O come then and adore we, O come then and adore we Christ the Lord!
Godhead of Godhead! Brightness of Brightness! Lo, He abhors not the Virgin's womb! Son of the Father, Son uncreated! O come then and adore we.
Lift your Hosannas, Chorus of Angels! Let Heaven be filled with the loud acclaim! To God in the highest Be glory, be glory! O come then and adore we.
Jesu, Redeemer! Bright is Thy Natal Day: All glory to Thee this glad Day be given! Word of the Father, Incarnte to save us! O come then and adore we.
# O Come, All Ye Faithful (New Office Hymn Book)

From The New Office Hymn Book, 1907; retrieved from hymnsandcarolsofchristmas.com
1. O come, all ye faithful, Joyful and triumphant, O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem; Come and behold Him Born the King of angels;
 Chorus:  O come, let us adore Him,  O come, let us adore Him,  O come, let us adore Him,  Christ the Lord.
2. God of God, Light of Light; Lo, He abhors not the Virgin's womb: Very God, Begotten, not created; O come, &c
3. See how the shepherds, Summon'd toHis Cradle, Leaving their flocks draw nigh with holy fear; We to will thither Bend our joyful footsteps; O come, &c
4. Star-led the Magi Hasten to adore Him, Bring their frankincense, and myrrh, and gold: Bring our hearts' oblations: O come, &c
5. Splendour Eternal Of th' Eternal Father, Veil'd in the substance of our flesh, behold! Hail, God Incarnate, Robed in infant vesture! O come, &c.
6. Thee would we worship Wigth love's fervent service, Born for us poor, and sta bled with the kine; First hast Thou loved us, Love in turn we proffer: O come, &c
7. Sing, choirs of angels; Sking in exultation, Sing, all ye citizens of heaven above; Glory to God In the highest; O come, &c
8. Yea, Lord, we greet Thee, Born this happy morning: Jesus, to Thee be glory given; Word of the Father, Late in flesh appearing; O come, &c
# O Come, All Ye Faithful (O'Connor)

From Arundel Hymns, 1905; retrieved from hymnsandcarolsofchristmas.com
1. O come, all ye faithful, Joyful and triumphant; O come ye, O come ye, to Bethlehem; Come and behold Him Born the King of Angels O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord.
2. Forsaking the sheepfold, To His lowly cradle obedient and swiftly run the shepherd throng: Bounding with gladness Let our footsteps follow: O come, &c.
3. The Splendour Immortal, Son of Sire Eternal, Concealed in mortal flesh our eyes shall see; God is an Infant, Swaddling clothes enfold Him: O come, &c.
4. For us poor and needy, Cradled in a manger, Oh let us in loving arms enfold Him fast! So true a lover Shall we not requite Him? O come, & c.
# Old Man Coyote and the Strawberry

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As it appeared in the 1903 Traditions of the Crows
One day Old Man Coyote came down to the river valley and was eating wild strawberries from a bush when he saw four women coming toward him. He quickly transferred himself under the earth and under the strawberry bush and caused his penis to project up in the bush among the strawberries and when the women came along to the strawberry bush where Old Man Coyote was concealed, they began to pick and eat the strawberries, and one of them tried to pick the head of the penis for a strawberry, and as she could not pluck it, she stooped over and tried to bite it off, and she called out to her companions, who also tried to pluck it but could not. So they determined to cut it off and take it home, and began to hunt for a sharp piece of flint, and on their return to the strawberry bush the strawberry had disappeared, and they then declared it to have been Old Man Coyote who had done this. They then agreed to retaliate and watched Old Man Coyote all the time, until one day they saw him coming through the woods, and they quickly disrobed and made their noses bleed by hitting themselves, and took the blood and smeared it over their bodies to make it appear as though they had been murdered, and laid themselves down on the grass, all spread out ; and in this manner Old Man Coyote soon found them and exclaimed, "How came they here, these pretty things!" and then went over and touched their breasts and felt all over them and put his hand over their persons, to find by smelling, how long they had been lying there, and he said, "They must have been dead for a long time, because they smell so badly." Then he turned away, and had gone but a short distance when the women got up and laughingly told him they had retaliated for what he did to them.
# Old Melbourne Memories

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OLD MELBOURNE
MEMORIES
BY
ROLF BOLDREWOOD
AUTHOR OF 'MY RUN HOME,' 'THE SQUATTER'S DREAM,' 'ROBBERY UNDER ARMS,' ETC.
SECOND EDITION, REVISED
London MACMILLAN AND CO., Ltd. NEW YORK: MACMILLAN & CO. 1896
All rights reserved
TO
MY EARLIEST ADMIRER AND MOST INDULGENT CRITIC
My Dearest Mother
FROM WHOM
I DERIVE THE WRITING FACULTY
AND TO WHOM IS CHIEFLY DUE WHATEVER MEED OF PRAISE
MY READERS MAY HEREAFTER VOUCHSAFE
PREFACE
These reminiscences of the early days of Melbourne—a city which, as a family, we helped to found—awakened, when first published in the columns of the Australasian, an amount of general interest most gratifying to the writer.
It is hoped that, in their present more convenient form, they may secure and retain the approbation of the public.
I should feel bound to apologise for the mention of names in full were I not conscious that I have written no line calculated to offend; nor have I, for one moment, failed in sincere goodwill towards every comrade of that joyous time.
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# Old Maids/Bannockburn

BANNOCKBURN.
Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled; Scots wham Bruce has aften led: Welcome to your gory bed, Or to victory. Now's the day and now's the hour, See the front of battle lour, See approach proud Edward's pow'r, Chains and slavery.
Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha wad fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Coward, turn and flee. Wha for Scotland's king and law,
Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand, or freeman fa', Caledonians on wi' me.
By oppression's woes and pains: By your sons in servile chains. We will drain our dearest veins; But they shall be—free. Lay the proud usurpers low, Tyrants fall in every foe: Liberty's in e ery blow, Let us do or die.
FINIS
# Old Maids/Nancy’s to the Greenwood Gane

NANCY'S TO THE GREENWOOD GANE.
Nancy's to the greenwood gane, To hear the gowdspink chatt'ring; And Willie he has followed her, To gain her love by flatt'ring. But a' that he could say or do, She geck'd and scorn'd ai him; And aye when he began to woo, She bid him mind wha gat him.
What ails ye at my dad, quath he, My winny or my aunty? With croudy-mowny they fed m, Lang-kail and ranty-tanty;
With bannocks o' gude barley-meal,, Of thae there was right plenty, With chopped stocks fu' butter'd weel, And was not that right dainty.
Although my father was nae laird, ('Tis daffin' to be vaunty,) He keepit aye a gude kail-yard, A ha' house and a patry: A gude blue bonnet on his head, Aud o'erlay 'bout his craggy, And aye untill the day he died. He rade on good shanks naggy.
Now wae and wonder on your snout, Wad ye bae bonny Nancy; Wad ye compare yoursel' to me, A docken till a tansy? I have a wooer o' mine ain, They ca' him supple Sandy; And well I wat his bonny mou Is sweet like sugar-candy.
Now Nancy what needs a' this din, Do I not ken this Sandy? I'm sure the chill of a' his kin Was Rob the beggar randy. His minny Meg, upon her back, Bare baith him and his billy; Will ye compare a nasty pack, To me your winsome Willie?
My gutebard lea'd a gude braid sword, Though it be auld and rusty.
Yet, ye may tak it on nay word, It is baith stout and trusty: And if I can but get it drawn, (Which will be right uneasy,) I shall lay baith my lugs in pawn That he shall get a heezy.—
Then Nancy turned her round about, And said did Sandy hear ye, Ye wadna miss to get a clout, I ken he disna fear ye. Sae haud your tongue and say nae mair, Set somewhere else your fancy, For as lang's Sandy's to the fore, Ye never shall get Nancy.
# Old Man Travelling

The little hedge-row birds, That peck along the road, regard him not. He travels on, and in his face, his step, His gait, is one expression; every limb, His look and bending figure, all bespeak A man who does not move with pain, but moves With thought—He is insensibly subdued To settled quiet: he is one by whom All effort seems forgotten, one to whom Long patience has such mild composure given, That patience now doth seem a thing, of which He hath no need. He is by nature led To peace so perfect, that the young behold With envy, what the old man hardly feels. —I asked him whither he was bound, and what The object of his journey; he replied "Sir! I am going many miles to take A last leave of my son, a mariner, Who from a sea-fight has been brought to Falmouth, And there is dying in an hospital."
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# Old Maids

OLD MAIDS.
To which are added,
Come under my Plaidy.
MEG O' THE MILL
NANCY'S TO THE GREENWOOD GANE
BANNOCKBURN.
EDINBURGH. PRINTED FOR THE BOOKSELLERS.
1821
page
* Old Maids
* Come Under My Plaidy
* Meg O' the Mill
* Nancy’s to the Greenwood Gane
* Bannockburn
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# Old Maids/Come Under My Plaidy

COME UNDER MY PLAIDY.
Come under my plaidy. the night's gaun to fa', Come in frae the cauld blast the drift and the snaw Come under my plaidy, and lie down beside me, There's room in't, believe me, dear lassie for twa; Come under my plaidy, and lie down beside me, I'll hap you frae ev'ry cauld blast that will blaw, Come under my plaidy, and lie down beside me, There's room in't, dear lassie, believe me, for twa,
Gae awa' wi' your plaidy, auld Donald, gae awa', I fear na' the cauld blast, the drift nor the snaw; Gae awa' wi' your plaidy I'll no lie beside ye, Ye might be my gutchard auld Donald gae awa'; I'm gaun to meet Johnny, he's blythe and he's bonny He's been at Meg's bridal fu' trig and fu' braw; O there's nane dance sae lightly, sae gracefu' sae tightly, His cheeks are like roses, his brow's like the snaw.
Dear Marion let that flee stick fast to the wa', Your Jock's but a gowk and has naething ava' The hale o' his pack he has now on his back; He's thretty, and i am but threescore and twa: Be frank and be kindly, I'll busk ye aye finely, At kirk or at market they'll nane gang sae braw; A ⟨bien⟩ house to bide in, a chaise for to ride in, And flunkies to tend ye whatever ye ca.
My father aye tell'd me, my mither an' a', Ye'd mak a gude husband, and keep me aye braw
It's true I lo'e Johnny, he's young and he's bonny But wae's me I ken he has naething ava: I hae little tocher, ye've made a gude offer, I'm now mair than twenty, my time is but sma'; Sae gie me your plaidy I'll creep in beside ye. I thought ye'd been aulder than threescore and twa
She crapt in ayont him beside the stane wa', Where Johnny was listening and heard her tell a' The day was appointed, his proud heart it dunted, And strack 'gainst his side as if bursting in twa. He wander'd hame weary, the night it was dreary, And thewless he ti(illegible text)t his gate 'mang the deep snaw, The owlet was screaming While Johnny cried Women Wed marry Auld Nick, if he'd keep them aye braw
O the devil's in the lasses they gang now sae braw They'll lie down wi' auld men o' threescore an' twa The hail of their marriage is gowd ea'a carriage, Plain love is the cauldest blast now that can blaw Auld (illegible text)tards, be wary, tak tent wha ye marry, Young wives wi' their coaches they'll whip an' they'll ca Till they meet wi' some Johnny that's youthfu' and bonny, An' they'll gie you a horn on ilk haffet to claw.
# Old Maids/Old Maids

OLD MAIDS.
Threescore and ten of us, Poor old maids,
Threescore and ten of us, And not a penny in our purse, Crying, Oh what shall we do? Poor old maids.
We are of a mournful crew, Poor old maids, We are of a mournful crew, Dress'd in yellow, pink, and blue, Crying, Oh what shall we do?
We are of a willing mind, Poor old maids, We are of a willing mind, If gentlemen would be so kind As take charge of lame and blind Poor old maids.
We’ll petition George the third, Poor old maids, We’ll petition George the third, If our petition will be heard, If he will send rich bachelors, For poor old maids,
# On the Capture of Fugitive Slaves Near Washington

Look on who will in apathy, and stifle they who can, The sympathies, the hopes, the words, that make man truly man; Let those whose hearts are dungeoned up with interest or with ease Consent to hear with quiet pulse of loathsome deeds like these!
I first drew in New England's air, and from her hardy breast Sucked in the tyrant-hating milk that will not let me rest; And if my words seem treason to the dullard and the tame, 'Tis but my Bay-State dialect,—our fathers spake the same!
Shame on the costly mockery of piling stone on stone To those who won our liberty, the heroes dead and gone, While we look coldly on and see law-shielded ruffians slay The men who fain would win their own, the heroes of to-day!
Are we pledged to craven silence? O, fling it to the wind, The parchment wall that bars us from the least of human kind, That makes us cringe and temporize, and dumbly stand at rest, While Pity's burning flood of words is red-hot in the breast!
Though we break our fathers' promise, we have nobler duties first; The traitor to Humanity is the traitor most accursed; Man is more than Constitutions; better rot beneath the sod, Than be true to Church and State while we are doubly false to God!
We owe allegiance to the State; but deeper, truer, more, To the sympathies that God hat set within our spirit's core; Our country claims our fealty; we grant it so, but then Before Man made us citizens, great Nature made us men.
He's true to God who's true to man; wherever wrong is done, To the humblest and the weakest, 'neath the all-beholding sun, That wrong is also done to us; and they are slaves most base, Whose love of right is for themselves, and not for all their race.
God works for all. Ye cannot hem the hope of being free With parallels of latitude, with mountain-range or sea. Put golden padlocks on Truth's lips, be callous as ye will, From soul to soul, o'er all the world, leaps one electric thrill.
Chain down your slaves with ignorance, ye cannot keep apart, With all your craft of tyranny, the human heart from heart: When first the Pilgrims landed on the Bay State's iron shore, The word went forth that slavery should one day be no more.
Out from the land of bondage 'tis decreed our slaves shall go, And signs to us are offered, as erst to Pharaoh; If we are blind, their exodus, like Israel's of yore, Through a Red Sea is doomed to be, whose surges are of gore.
'Tis ours to save our brethren, with peace and love to win Their darkened hearts from error, ere they harden it to sin; But if before his duty man with listless spirit stands, Erelong the Great Avenger takes the work from out his hands.
# Nicene and Post-Nicene Fathers: Series II/Volume XI/John Cassian/The Twelve Books/Book IV/Chapter 28

Chapter XXVIII.
How it was revealed to the Abbot concerning Patermucius that he had done the deed of Abraham; and how when the same Abbot died, Patermucius succeeded to the charge of the monastery.
And this man’s faith and devotion was so acceptable to God that it was immediately approved by a divine testimony. For it was forthwith revealed to the Superior that by this obedience of his he had copied the deed of the patriarch Abraham. And when shortly afterwards the same Abbot of the monastery departed out of this life to Christ, he preferred him to all the brethren, and left him as his successor and as Abbot to the monastery.
# Nicene and Post-Nicene Fathers: Series II/Volume XI/John Cassian/The Twelve Books/Book IV/Chapter 33

Chapter XXXIII.
How it is that, just as a great reward is due to the monk who labours according to the regulations of the fathers, so likewise punishment must he inflicted on an idle one; and therefore no one should be admitted into a monastery too easily.
For as unbounded glory hereafter is promised to those who faithfully serve God and cleave to Him according to the rule of this system; so the severest penalties are in store for those who have carried it out carelessly and coldly, and have failed to show to Him fruits of holiness corresponding to what they professed or what they were believed by men to be. For “it is better,” as Scripture says, “that a man should not vow rather than that he should vow and not pay;” and “Cursed is he that doeth the work of the Lord carelessly.” Therefore you were for a long while declined by us, not as if we did not desire with all our hearts to secure your salvation and the salvation of all, nor as if we did not care to go to meet even afar off those who are longing to be converted to Christ; but for fear lest if we received you rashly we might make ourselves guilty in the sight of God of levity, and make you incur a yet heavier punishment, if, when you had been too easily admitted by us without realizing the responsibility of this profession, you had afterwards turned out a deserter or lukewarm. Wherefore you ought in the first instance to learn the actual reason for the renunciation of the world, and when you have seen this, you can be taught more plainly what you ought to do, from the reason for it.

## Footnotes

* ↑ Eccl. v. 4 (LXX.); Jer. xlviii. 10 (LXX.).
# Nicene and Post-Nicene Fathers: Series II/Volume XI/John Cassian/The Twelve Books/Book IV/Chapter 31

Chapter XXXI.
How when Abbot Pinufius was brought back to his monastery he stayed there for a little while and then fled again into the regions of Syrian Palestine.
And when he had stopped there for a little while, again he was seized with a longing and desire for humility, and, taking advantage of the silence of night, made his escape in such a way that this time he sought no neighbouring district, but regions which were unknown and strange and separated by a wide distance. For embarking in a ship he managed to travel to Palestine, believing that he would more
securely lie hid if he betook himself to those places in which his name had never been heard. And when he had come thither, at once he sought out our own monastery which was at no great distance from the cave in which our Lord vouchsafed to be born of a virgin. And though he concealed himself here for some time, yet like “a city set on an hill” (to use our Lord’s expression) he could not long be hid. For presently some of the brethren who had come to the holy places from Egypt to pray there recognized him and recalled him with most fervent prayers to his own Cœnobium.

## Footnotes

* ↑ On Cassian’s connection with the monastery at Bethlehem, see the Introduction.
* ↑ On the Cave of the Nativity, see Justin Martyr Dialogue with Trypho, c. lxxviii. Origen against Celsus, I. c. li.
* ↑ S. Matt. v. 14.
# Nicene and Post-Nicene Fathers: Series II/Volume XI/John Cassian/The Twelve Books/Book IV/Chapter 3

Chapter III.
Of the ordeal by which one who is to be received in the monastery is tested.
One, then, who seeks to be admitted to the discipline of the monastery is never received before he gives, by lying outside the doors for ten days or even longer, an evidence of his perseverance and desire, as well as of humility and patience. And when, prostrate at the feet of all the brethren that pass by, and of set purpose repelled and scorned by all of them, as if he was wanting to enter the monastery not for the sake of religion but because he was obliged; and when, too, covered with many insults and affronts, he has given a practical proof of his steadfastness, and has shown what he will be like in temptations by the way he has borne the disgrace; and when, with the ardour of his soul thus ascertained, he is admitted, then they enquire with the utmost care whether he is contaminated by a single coin from his former possessions clinging to him. For they know that he cannot stay for long under the discipline of the monastery, nor ever learn the virtue of humility and obedience, nor be content with the poverty and difficult life of the monastery, if he knows that ever so small a sum of money has been kept hid; but, as soon as ever a disturbance arises on some occasion or other, he will at once dart off from the monastery like a stone from a sling, impelled to this by trusting in that sum of money.

## Footnotes

* ↑ Cf. the Rule of Pachomius, c. xxvi.: “If any or comes to the door of the monastery wanting to renounce the world and to join the number of the brethren, he shall not be allowed to enter, but the Abbot of the monastery must first be told, and he shall stay for a few days outside before the gate, and shall be taught the Lord’s Prayer and as many Psalms as he can learn, and shall diligently give proof of himself that he has not done any thing wrong and fled in trouble for the time, and that he is not in any one’s power, and that he can forsake his relations and disregard his property. And if they see that he is apt for everything, then he shall be taught the rest of the rules of the monastery,—what he ought to do, whom he is to obey,” etc.; and, finally, he is to be admitted. See also the Rule of S. Benedict, c. lviii., which is to much the same effect, and S. Basil’s Longer Monastic Rules, Q. x.
# Nicene and Post-Nicene Fathers: Series II/Volume XI/John Cassian/The Twelve Books/Book IV/Chapter 32

Chapter XXXII.
The charge which the same Abbot Pinufius gave to a brother whom he admitted into his monastery in our presence.
This old man, then, we afterwards diligently sought out in Egypt because we had been intimate with him in our own monastery; and I propose to insert in this work of mine an exhortation which he gave in our presence to a brother whom he admitted into the monastery, because I think that it may be useful. You know, said he, that after lying for so many days at the entrance you are to-day to be admitted. And to begin with you ought to know the reason of the difficulty put in your way. For it may be of great service to you in this road on which you are desirous to enter, if you understand the method of it and approach the service of Christ accordingly, and as you ought.