Classic and Contemporary Poetry
O'ER THE MOOR AMANG THE HEATHER, by JEAN GLOVER First Line: Coming through the craigs o' kyle Last Line: The bonnie lass amang the heather! Subject(s): Love | ||||||||
COMING through the Craigs o' Kyle, Amang the bonnie blooming heather, There I met a bonnie lassie, Keeping a' her ewes thegither. O'er the muir amang the heather, O'er the muir amang the heather, There I met a bonnie lassie, Keeping a' her ewes thegither. Says I, 'My dear, where is thy hame? In muir or dale, pray tell me whether?' Says she, 'I tent the fleecy flocks That feed amang the blooming heather.' We laid us down upon a bank, Sae warm and sunny was the weather; She left her flocks at large to rove Amang the bonnie blooming heather. While thus we lay she sung a sang, Till echo rang a mile and farther; And aye the burden o' the sang Was 'O'er the muir amang the heather!' She charmed my heart, and aye sinsyne I couldna think on ony ither: By sea and sky she shall be mine, The bonnie lass amang the heather! O'er the muir amang the heather, Down amang the blooming heather: -- By sea and sky she shall be mine, The bonnie lass amang the heather! | 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 TO A WEALTHY MAN by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS JIM, WHO RAN AWAY FROM HIS NURSE, AND WAS EATEN BY A LION by HILAIRE BELLOC |
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