ADOWN the crags o' high Montrine The deer they lo'e to sally; 'T is there I go, be 't rain or shine, To meet my bonnie Allie. The banks o' ripplin' Doon are fair, And pleasant 't is to dally Beneath the shade o' hawthorns there While waitin' for my Allie. Frae 'tween the clouds the sun peeps out And lightens hill and valley, Just as my heart is lightened up By the sweet smile o' my Allie. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: ELMER BARR by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: MAGRADY GRAHAM by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SNEEZING by JAMES HENRY LEIGH HUNT WINTER SLEEP by EDITH MATILDA THOMAS THE COSMIC TRAIL by EDWIN M. ABBOTT |