English Poetry II: From Collins to Fitzgerald.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14.
Carolina Oliphant, Lady Nairne
336. Charlie Is My Darling
Right early in the year,
When Charlie came to our town,
The young Chevalier.
My darling, my darling—
O Charlie is my darling,
The young Chevalier!
The pipes played loud and clear,
And a’ the folk cam’ running out
To meet the Chevalier.
O Charlie is my darling, etc.
And claymores bright and clear,
They cam’ to fight for Scotland’s right,
And the young Chevalier.
O Charlie is my darling, etc.
Their wives and bairnies dear,
To draw the sword for Scotland’s lord,
The young Chevalier.
O Charlie is my darling, etc.
And mony a hope and fear,
And mony were the prayers put up
For the young Chevalier.
My darling, my darling—
O Charlie is my darling,
The young Chevalier!