Afton Water - by
Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes,
/ Flow gently, I’ll sing thee a song in thy praise;
/ My Mary’s asleep by…
Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes,
/ Flow gently, I’ll sing thee a song in thy praise;
/ My Mary’s asleep by…
Hearken, thou craggy ocean pyramid!
/ Give answer from thy voice – the sea-fowl’s screams!
/ When were thy shoulders mantled in huge streams?
/ When…
If they should ask what makes the stuff of us
/ We should call up such idle things…
I sing the bonny banks o Fleet,
/ Where Nature spreads her various treasure;…
O sad for me Glen Aora,
/ Where I have friends no more,
/ For lowly lie the rafters,
/ …
Old Strevline, thou stand’st beauteous on the height,
/ Amid thy peaceful vales of every dye,
/ Amid bewildered waves of silvery…
Above the Crags that fade and gloom
/ Starts the bare knee of Arthur’s Seat;
/ Ridged high against the evening bloom,…
So without sediment
/ Run the clear burns of my country,
/ Fiercely pure,
/ Transparent as light
/ Gathered into its own unity,
/ Lucent and without colour;
/ Or green,
/ Like…
Slowly the sea is parted from the sky:
/ The light surprises, crinkling on the water.
/ The white sun hardens; cliffs solidify.
/ A long…
Sing, Poet, ’tis a merry world;
/ That cottage smoke is rolled and curled
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/ Just for the sake of recovering
/ I walked backward from fifty-six
/ Quick years of age wanting to see,
/ And managed not to trip…
Away, ye gay landscapes, ye gardens of roses,
/ In you let the minions of luxury rove,
/ Restore me the rocks where the…