Ochil Idylls and Other Poems by Hugh Haliburton [i.e. J. L. Robertson] |
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STRUIE BRAES.
What future mornings shall restore
The mornings that were mine,
The fairy hopes that were of yore,
The dreams that were divine?
The mornings that were mine,
The fairy hopes that were of yore,
The dreams that were divine?
The gowans whiten Struie brae,
The Chapel haughs are green,
Bonnie the birks that shade the May;
They're not as they have been.
The Chapel haughs are green,
Bonnie the birks that shade the May;
They're not as they have been.
Comes never morning now so clear
Over the dewy hills;
Falls not so softly on the ear
The babble of the rills.
Over the dewy hills;
Falls not so softly on the ear
The babble of the rills.
O cease, thou lark, that mirthful strain,
Thy notes are forced and thin;
The world will ne'er be young again;
But ah! the change within.
Thy notes are forced and thin;
The world will ne'er be young again;
But ah! the change within.
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Immortal were the hopes of youth,
And stedfast to abide,
And love was true, and lovely truth,
And fair the world and wide.
And stedfast to abide,
And love was true, and lovely truth,
And fair the world and wide.
They've taken wing, the fairy hopes;
They were so humble too,
And pure—as upon Struie slopes
The drops of summer dew.
They were so humble too,
And pure—as upon Struie slopes
The drops of summer dew.
Such pure and humble wishes live
Not in the world of men;
What would not I all frankly give
To have them back again!
Not in the world of men;
What would not I all frankly give
To have them back again!
There's nothing in the after time
Makes up for what we lose
In boyhood's fresh and fragrant prime,
Radiant with morning hues.
Makes up for what we lose
In boyhood's fresh and fragrant prime,
Radiant with morning hues.
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