Heath flowers being a collection of poems, chiefly lyrical, written in the Highlands. By William Glen |
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ADDRESS TO A SLIP OF HEATHER. |
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ADDRESS TO A SLIP OF HEATHER.
A long, long adieu to thee, sweet Aberfoyle!
I exclaimed, as I trode on the lovely green sward,
And I stooped down to pluck, with a sorrowful smile,
A sprig of brown heath from the banks of Loch-Ard,
I shook off the dew from the beautiful blossom,
But the bright drop was soon, soon replaced by a tear,
I set it with care on my wild heaving bosom,
For the sweet highland symbol was lovely and dear.
I exclaimed, as I trode on the lovely green sward,
And I stooped down to pluck, with a sorrowful smile,
A sprig of brown heath from the banks of Loch-Ard,
I shook off the dew from the beautiful blossom,
But the bright drop was soon, soon replaced by a tear,
I set it with care on my wild heaving bosom,
For the sweet highland symbol was lovely and dear.
For far frae aul' Scotland I'm doomed now to roam,
From the scenes of my youth to a far distant land,
And thou wilt, sweet heath-bud, remind me of home,
While remembrance with thee will the broader expand,
When the visions of death before mine eyes gather,
May “the sunset of life” appear without cloud,
And tho' dried and withered, thou Scion of heather,
Like an order of knighthood thou'lt deck my white shroud.
From the scenes of my youth to a far distant land,
And thou wilt, sweet heath-bud, remind me of home,
While remembrance with thee will the broader expand,
When the visions of death before mine eyes gather,
May “the sunset of life” appear without cloud,
And tho' dried and withered, thou Scion of heather,
Like an order of knighthood thou'lt deck my white shroud.
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