Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE BRAES O' BALQUHITHER, by ROBERT TANNAHILL Poet's Biography First Line: Let us go lassie, go Last Line: Mang the braes o' balquhither. Subject(s): Courtship | ||||||||
LET us go, lassie, go, To the braes o' Balquhither, Where the blaeberries grow 'Mang the bonnie Highland heather; Where the deer and the rae, Lightly bounding together, Sport the lang summer day On the braes o' Balquhither. I will twine thee a bower By the clear siller fountain, And I'll cover it o'er Wi' the flowers o' the mountain; I will range through the wilds, And the deep glens sae dreary, And return wi' their spoils To the bower o' my dearie. When the rude wintry win' Idly raves round our dwelling, And the roar of the linn On the night breeze is swelling So merrily we'll sing, As the storm rattles o'er us, Till the dear shielin' ring Wi' the light lilting chorus. Now the summer is in prime, Wi' the flow'rs richly blooming And the wild mountain thyme A' the moorlands perfuming; To our dear native scenes Let us journey together, Where glad innocence reigns 'Mang the braes o' Balquhither. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AS YOU WALK OUT ONE MORNING by GLYN MAXWELL TALE OF THE MAYOR'S SON by GLYN MAXWELL THE RIVALS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON MARJORIE'S WOOING by EMMA LAZARUS THE FORTUNATE SPILL by MARILYN NELSON REQUEST TO LEDA by DYLAN THOMAS BY YON BURN SIDE by ROBERT TANNAHILL |
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