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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FAINT HEART NE'ER WON FAIR LADY, by CHARLES POTTER HINE First Line: The burn runs swiftly, my dainty lass Last Line: "but muckle waur to ask it." Subject(s): Diamonds; Scotland | |||
"THE burn runs swiftly, my dainty lass, And its foam-wreathed stones are mossy, An I carry ye ower to yonder shore Ye will na think me saucy?" "I thank ye, sir, but a Scottish lass Recks not of a little wetting. Will ye stand aside, sir? I can na bide, sir. The sun o' the gloamin's setting." "Yet stay, my pretty, the stepping-stones Are a bridge o' my ane hands' making. An ye pay no toll I maun be so bold -- The sweeter a kiss for taking." "Farewell, ye braw young Highlander. Tho' first ye sought to mask it: Unceevil 'tis to steal a kiss, But muckle waur to ask it." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SCOTLAND'S WINTER by EDWIN MUIR ELEGY ASKING THAT IT BE THE LAST; FOR INGRID ERHARDT, 1951-1971 by NORMAN DUBIE FUSELAGE INSTALLATION by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA SHOOTING SEASON; IN THE NORTH OF SCOTLAND by ROBINSON JEFFERS IN JOHN UPDIKE'S ROOM by CHRISTOPHER WISEMAN THE EXECUTION OF MONTROSE by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN THE HEART OF THE BRUCE by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN ROBERT BRUCE'S ADDRESS TO HIS ARMY BEFORE BANNOCKBURN by ROBERT BURNS THE GRAVES OF A HOUSEHOLD by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: DAISY FRASER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SING-SONG; A NURSERY RHYME BOOK: 50 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI |
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