YE Highlands and ye Lawlands, O where hae ye been? They hae slain the Earl of Murray, And hae laid him on the green. Now wae be to thee, Huntley! And whairfore did ye sae! I bade you bring him wi' you, But forbade you him to slay. He was a braw gallant, And he rid at the ring; Ana the bonny Earl of Murray, O he might hae been a king! He was a braw gallant, And he play'd at the ba'; And the bonny Earl of Murray Was the flower amang them a'! He was a braw gallant, And he play'd at the gluve; And the bonny Earl of Murray, O he was the Queen's luve! O lang will his Lady Look owre the Castle Downe, Ere she see the Earl of Murray Come sounding through the town! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN THIS DARK HOUSE by EDWARD DAVISON ECHOES: 35. MARGARITAE SORORI by WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY LAMENT by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY TO WAKEN AN OLD LADY by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS THE OLD KIRK YARD by THOMAS HAYNES BAYLY THE SOUL-PATH by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE A TALE OF VILLAFRANCA; TOLD IN TUSCANY by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |