The Hundred Best Poems (lyrical) in the English language - second series/The Blue-Eyed Lassie

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II.

Farewell to the mountains high cover'd with snow,

Farewell to the straths and green valleys below,
Farewell to the forests and wild-hanging woods,
Farewell to the torrents and loud-pouring floods !


Chorus.

My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here,

My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer,
A-chasing the wild deer and following the roe—
My heart's in the Highlands, wherever I go!


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16.
Thou Lingering Star.

I.

THOU ling'ring star with less'ning ray,

 That lov'st to greet the early morn,
Again thou usher'st in the day
 My Mary from my soul was torn.
O Mary, dear departed shade!
 Where is thy place of blissful rest?
See'st thou thy lover lowly laid?
 Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast?


II.

That sacred hour can I forget,

 Can I forget the hallow'd grove,
Where, by the winding Ayr, we met
 To live one day of parting love?

Eternity cannot efface
 Those records dear of transports past,
Thy image at our last embrace—
 Ah! little thought we 'twas our last!


III.

Ayr, gurgling, kiss'd his pebbled shore,

 O'erhung with wild woods thickening green;
The fragrant birch and hawthorn hoar
 'Twin'd amorous round the raptur'd scene;
The flowers sprang wanton to be prest,
 The birds sang love on every spray,
Till too, too soon, the glowing west
 Proclaim'd the speed of winged day.


IV.

Still o'er these scenes my mem'ry wakes,

 And fondly broods with miser-care.
Time but th' impression stronger makes,
 As streams their channels deeper wear.
O Mary, dear departed shade!
 Where is thy place of blissful rest?
See'st thou thy lover lowly laid?
 Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast?



17.
The Blue-Eyed Lassie.

I.

I GAED a waefu' gate yestreen,

 A gate I fear I'll dearly rue:
I gat my death frae twa sweet een,
 Twa lovely een o' bonie blue!