The Queen's Wake: A Legendary Poem. ...

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A.T. Goodrich & Company, 1818 - Scottish poetry - 226 pages
 

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Page 113 - The wood was sere, the moon i' the wane, The reek o' the cot hung over the plain, Like a little wee cloud in the world its lane ; When the ingle lowed with an eiry leme, Late, late in the gloamin...
Page 122 - And the merl and the mavis forhooyed their young; And all in a peaceful ring were hurled: It was like an eve in a sinless world ! When a month and a day had come and gane, Kilmeny sought the green-wood wene; There laid her down on the leaves sae green, And Kilmeny on earth was never mair seen. But, O, the words that fell from her mouth, Were words of wonder and words of truth!
Page 113 - For Kilmeny was pure as pure could be. But lang may her minny look o'er the wa', And lang may she seek i' the greenwood shaw; Lang the laird of Duneira blame, And lang, lang greet or Kilmeny come hame!
Page 122 - And goved around, charmed and amazed ; Even the dull cattle crooned and gazed, And murmured and looked with anxious pain For something the mystery to explain. The buzzard came with the throstle-cock ; The corby left her houf in the rock ; The blackbird alang wi...
Page 99 - Macgregor !" the echoes replied. He struck at the lady, but, strange though it seem. His sword only fell on the rocks and the stream ; But the groans from the boat, that ascended amain, Were groans from a bosom in horror and pain. They reached the dark lake, and bore lightly away — Macgregor is vanished for ever and aye...
Page 117 - Like a gowden bow, or a beamless sun, Shall wear away, and be seen nae mair; And the angels shall miss them, travelling the air. But lang, lang after baith night and day, When the sun and the world have elyed away, When the sinner has gane to his waesome doom; Kilmeny shall smile in eternal bloom...
Page 94 - Macgregor, Macgregor, remember our foemen ; The moon rises broad from the brow of Ben-Lomond ; The clans are impatient, and chide thy delay ; Arise ! let us bound to Glen-Lyon away." — Stern scowled the Macgregor, then silent and sullen, He turned his red eye to the braes of Strathfillan ; " Go, Malcolm, to sleep, let the clans be dismissed ; The Campbells this night for Macgregor must rest...
Page 17 - Stuarts' heir, A Queen so courteous, young, and fair, Who would not every foe defy ! Who would not stand ! who would not die ! Light on her airy steed she sprung, Around with golden tassels hung, No chieftain there rode half so free, Or half so light and gracefully.
Page 99 - Young Malcolm beheld the pale lady approach, The chieftain salute her, and shrink from her touch. He saw the Macgregor kneel down on the plain, As begging for something he could not obtain ; She raised him indignant, derided his stay, Then bore him on board, set her sail, and away. Though fast the red bark down the river did glide, Yet faster ran Malcolm adown by its side :
Page 113 - As the stillness that lay on the emcrant lea, Or the mist that sleeps on a waveless sea. For Kilmeny had been she knew not where, And Kilmeny had seen what she could not declare. Kilmeny had been where the cock never crew, Where the...

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