Rhymes and Recollections of a Hand-Loom Weaver By William Thom. Edited, with a Biographical Sketch, by W. Skinner |
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DID THEY MEET AGAIN? |
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DID THEY MEET AGAIN?
Awa' ye weary licht,
Nae moon nor starnie bricht;
Oh! for thy midwatch nicht
An' rayless hour;
Whan I may gang alane,
Unmarked by mortal een,
An' meet my bosom queen
In her murky bower.
Nae moon nor starnie bricht;
Oh! for thy midwatch nicht
An' rayless hour;
Whan I may gang alane,
Unmarked by mortal een,
An' meet my bosom queen
In her murky bower.
I ken she's waitin' there—
She's faithfu' as she's fair—
I'll twine her raven hair
Roun' her snawie brow;
An' vow by earth an' sea,
Hoo dear she's been to me,
An' thou lone Benachie
Maun hear that vow.
She's faithfu' as she's fair—
I'll twine her raven hair
Roun' her snawie brow;
An' vow by earth an' sea,
Hoo dear she's been to me,
An' thou lone Benachie
Maun hear that vow.
We loved—alas!—sae leal!
But this sad nicht maun seal
The lang—the last fareweel
'Tween her an'me.
Whaure'er my fate may guide,
Or weel or wae betide,
I'll mind wha dwalls beside
Dark Benachie.
But this sad nicht maun seal
The lang—the last fareweel
'Tween her an'me.
Whaure'er my fate may guide,
Or weel or wae betide,
I'll mind wha dwalls beside
Dark Benachie.
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