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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LAMENT FOR CULLODEN, by ROBERT BURNS Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: The lovely lass o' inverness Last Line: That ne'er did wrang to thine or thee.' Subject(s): Culloden, Battle Of (1746) | |||
THE lovely lass o' Inverness, Nae joy nor pleasure can she see; For e'en and morn she cries, 'Alas!' And aye the saut tear blin's her e'e: 'Drumossie moor, Drumossie day, A waefu' day it was to me! For there I lost my father dear, My father dear and brethren three. 'Their winding-sheet the bluidy clay, Their graves are growing green to see; And by them lies the dearest lad That ever blest a woman's e'e! Now wae to thee, thou cruel lord, A bluidy man I trow thou be; For monie a heart thou hast made sair, That ne'er did wrang to thine or thee.' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE OLD SCOTTISH CAVALIER by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN LOCHIEL'S WARNING by THOMAS CAMPBELL THE BATTLE OF CULLODEN: A HISTORICAL POEM by WILLIAM MCGONAGALL A BARD'S EPITAPH by ROBERT BURNS A POET'S WELCOME TO HIS LOVE-BEGOTTEN DAUGHTER by ROBERT BURNS A RED, RED ROSE by ROBERT BURNS ADDRESS TO A HAGGIS by ROBERT BURNS ADDRESS TO THE UNCO GUID, OR THE RIGIDLY RIGHTEOUS by ROBERT BURNS |
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