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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WERENA MY HEART'S LICHT I WAD DEE, by GRISELL BAILLIE Poem Explanation Poet's Biography First Line: There ance was a may, and she loved na men Last Line: And wow, gin I were but young for thee! Alternate Author Name(s): Baillie, Grizel Variant Title(s): Were Ne My Hearts Light I Wad Dye;were Na My Heart Light I Wad Die Subject(s): Love | |||
THERE ance was a may, and she lo'ed na men; She biggit her bonnie bow'r doun in yon glen; But now she cries, Dool and a well-a-day! Come doun the green gait and come here away! When bonnie young Johnnie cam owre the sea, He said he saw naething sae lovely as me; He hecht me baith rings and mony braw things -- And werena my heart's licht, I wad dee. He had a wee titty that lo'ed na me, Because I was twice as bonnie as she; She raised sic a pother 'twixt him and his mother That werena my heart's licht, I wad dee. The day it was set, and the bridal to be: The wife took a dwam and lay doun to dee; She maned and she graned out o' dolour and pain, Till he vow'd he never wad see me again. His kin was for ane of a higher degree, Said -- What had he do wi' the likes of me? Appose I was bonnie, I wasna for Johnnie -- And werena my heart's licht, I wad dee. They said I had neither cow nor calf, Nor dribbles o' drink rins thro' the draff, Nor pickles o' meal rins thro' the mill-e'e -- And werena my heart's licht, I wad dee. His titty she was baith wylie and slee: She spied me as I cam owre the lea; And then she ran in and made a loud din -- Believe your ain e'en, an ye trow not me. His bonnet stood ay fu' round on his brow, His auld ane look'd ay as well as some's new: But now he lets 't wear ony gait it will hing, And casts himsel dowie upon the corn bing. And now he gaes daund'ring about the dykes, And a' he dow do is to hund the tykes: The live-lang nicht he ne'er steeks his e'e -- And werena my heart's licht, I wad dee. Were I but young for thee, as I hae been, We should hae been gallopin' doun in yon green, And linkin' it owre the lily-white lea -- And wow, gin I were but young for thee! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INVENTION OF LOVE by MATTHEA HARVEY TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS A LOVE FOR FOUR VOICES: HOMAGE TO FRANZ JOSEPH HAYDN by ANTHONY HECHT AN OFFERING FOR PATRICIA by ANTHONY HECHT LATE AFTERNOON: THE ONSLAUGHT OF LOVE by ANTHONY HECHT A SWEETENING ALL AROUND ME AS IT FALLS by JANE HIRSHFIELD |
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