English Jacobite ballads, songs, & satires, etc: From the mss. at Towneley ... edited by Alexander Balloch Grosart (1877), page 85:

BOTH SIDES THE TWEED
A Song.

What's the Spring, breathing Jessamine and Rose,
What's the Summer, with all its Gay train;
What's the Plenty of Autumn to those
Who have bartered their freedom for Gain.
               
CHORUS
Let the Love of your King's Sacred right,
To the Love of your Country Succeed,
Let Freindship & Honour unite
And Flourish on Both Sides the Tweed.

No Sweetness those Senses can share
Which Corruption & Bribery bind:
No calmness that Heart e'er can chear •
For Honour's the Sun of the Mind.
CHORUS

Let Virtue distinguish the brave
place riches in lowest degree,
Think him poorest who can be a Slave,
Him richest who dares to be free.
CHORUS

Let us think how our Ancestors rose,
Let us think how our Ancestors fell,
'twas their rights they defended, 'twas those
They bought with their Blood wch we Sell.
CHORUS

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