Tag: Scottish Borders

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by Will H. Ogilvie
The hill road to Roberton: Ale Water at our feet, / And grey hills and blue hills that melt away and meet, / With...
by Sir Walter Scott
By lone St. Mary’s silent lake: / Thou know’st it well,—nor fen nor sedge / Pollute the pure lake’s crystal edge; / Abrupt and sheer, the...
by Sydney Tremayne
Slowly the sea is parted from the sky: / The light surprises, crinkling on the water. / The white sun hardens; cliffs solidify. / A long...
by James Ballantine
‘Oh, what hae ye brought us hame now, my brave lord, / Strappit flaught owre his braid saddle-bow? / Some...
by Sir Walter Scott
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by Lady John Scott
There’s no a muir in my ain land but’s fu’ o’ sang the day, / Wi’ the whaup, and the gowden plover,...
by Lady John Scott
When we first rade down Ettrick, / Our bridles were ringing, our hearts were dancing, / The waters were singing, the sun was glancing, / An'...
by J. B. Selkirk
Gie me a...
by Colin Will
Waves still hit the shore / after the sun sets. / Each moon-silvered line surges in, / slops over the weeded rocks, / rolls forward in a shoosh...
by Maud Sulter
If leaving you / was as easy / as the falling / in love / with / a / total stranger / / -not total / / our blackness / a bond / before speech / or encounter / / I could walk / from you now / into...
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