The Royal Wedding Day, a poem by David Taylor
Stirling Observer, 2 April, 1863, p4, David Taylor published a rhyming account of the manners in which the Royal
Burgh celebrated the Prince of Wales Wedding to Princess Alexandra of Denmark.–and “quotes a
few extracts from “The Royal Wedding Day”— of 10th March 1863
“In Allan Park they gathered strength,
The grand procession form’d the while;
Twas beautiful! an sic a length,
Twa measured maist a lang Scots mile
”The “Gatherum,”so brave and brisk,
Wi’ marriage favours, led the van:
Their buskit naigs their tails did whisk,
An’ pranced aneath the sturdy clan.
Oh lieze me on his withy gab.
His lang grey locks, like friars holy;
And on his cronie, “Ruskie Rab,”
The captain o’ the carters jolly.
The difference grades in splendid style,
Did follow up in order due;
Bands gaily played, flags fluttered, while
Aloft was borne the “blanket blue.”
Artillerymen ,fu’ brave and braw,
Made five big cannons roar an’ flash;
They did their duty ane an’a’,
Commanded by Lieutenant Ash.
The banquet held that day, I’m sure,
Brocht bliss dull care could ne’er destroy;
And at the dinner for the poor
Was heard the sound of festive joy.
Auld wives that lang had leav’d on crutches
Were very happy that same day;
And as they waved their snaw-white mutches,
For Yellowlees they cried ,hurra!
An when the gloamin’ brang the mirk,
Began the bricht illumination;
Tract Depot, Castle< Steeple, Kirk,
Shed glory on the grand occasion.
And up whaur “Stanie breeks “ is seen,
The folk got some enchantin sichts,
The fairies on the Boolin Green
Micht danced to Willie’s tiny lichts.
An’ Irishmen, it may be said,
O’ loyalty showed naie great sign;
Macartney was the only blade
That tried to mak his window shine.
But lowly Scotsmen, I’m inclined
To think, are o’ anither stamp;
Will Speirs, the sweep, we’ll keep in mind,
For lichtin’ up his lonely lamp.”
David Taylor (1863).
For full account of this local event, see Stirling Observer, 12 March 1863, pp3-4.
Burgh celebrated the Prince of Wales Wedding to Princess Alexandra of Denmark.–and “quotes a
few extracts from “The Royal Wedding Day”— of 10th March 1863
“In Allan Park they gathered strength,
The grand procession form’d the while;
Twas beautiful! an sic a length,
Twa measured maist a lang Scots mile
”The “Gatherum,”so brave and brisk,
Wi’ marriage favours, led the van:
Their buskit naigs their tails did whisk,
An’ pranced aneath the sturdy clan.
Oh lieze me on his withy gab.
His lang grey locks, like friars holy;
And on his cronie, “Ruskie Rab,”
The captain o’ the carters jolly.
The difference grades in splendid style,
Did follow up in order due;
Bands gaily played, flags fluttered, while
Aloft was borne the “blanket blue.”
Artillerymen ,fu’ brave and braw,
Made five big cannons roar an’ flash;
They did their duty ane an’a’,
Commanded by Lieutenant Ash.
The banquet held that day, I’m sure,
Brocht bliss dull care could ne’er destroy;
And at the dinner for the poor
Was heard the sound of festive joy.
Auld wives that lang had leav’d on crutches
Were very happy that same day;
And as they waved their snaw-white mutches,
For Yellowlees they cried ,hurra!
An when the gloamin’ brang the mirk,
Began the bricht illumination;
Tract Depot, Castle< Steeple, Kirk,
Shed glory on the grand occasion.
And up whaur “Stanie breeks “ is seen,
The folk got some enchantin sichts,
The fairies on the Boolin Green
Micht danced to Willie’s tiny lichts.
An’ Irishmen, it may be said,
O’ loyalty showed naie great sign;
Macartney was the only blade
That tried to mak his window shine.
But lowly Scotsmen, I’m inclined
To think, are o’ anither stamp;
Will Speirs, the sweep, we’ll keep in mind,
For lichtin’ up his lonely lamp.”
David Taylor (1863).
For full account of this local event, see Stirling Observer, 12 March 1863, pp3-4.