WHEN Maggie and I were acquaint I carried my noddle fu' hie; Nae lintwhite on a' the green plain, Nae gowdspink sae happy as me. But I saw her sae fair, and I lo'ed, I wooed, but I cam' nae great speed; So now I maun wander abroad, And lay my banes far frae the Tweed. To Maggie my love I did tell, Saut tears did my passion express; Alas! for I lo'ed her o'erweel, And the women lo'e sic a man less, Her heart it was frozen and cauld, Her pride had my ruin decreed; Therefore I will wander abroad, And lay my banes far frae the Tweed. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MOTHER JUNKIE by CLARENCE MAJOR GRIEF by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING GOD by GABRIEL ROMANOVITCH DERZHAVIN TWO VOYAGERS by EMILY DICKINSON THE POSY RING by CLEMENT MAROT INLAND by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY |