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William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Georgian Verse. 1909.

Charlie Is My Darling

Carolina Oliphant, Lady Nairne (1766–1845)

’TWAS on a Monday morning,

Right early in the year,

When Charlie came to our town,

The young Chevalier.

O Charlie is my darling,

My darling, my darling—

O Charlie is my darling,

The young Chevalier!

As he cam’ marching up the street,

The pipes played loud and clear,

And a’ the folk cam’ running out

To meet the Chevalier.
O Charlie is my darling, etc.

Wi’ Hieland bonnets on their heads,

And claymores bright and clear,

They cam’ to fight for Scotland’s right,

And the young Chevalier.
O Charlie is my darling, etc.

They’ve left their bonnie Hieland hills,

Their wives and bairnies dear,

To draw the sword for Scotland’s lord,

The young Chevalier.
O Charlie is my darling, etc.

O, there were mony beating hearts,

And mony a hope and fear,

And mony were the prayers put up

For the young Chevalier.

O Charlie is my darling,

My darling, my darling—

O Charlie is my darling,

The young Chevalier!