Halloween - by
Upon that night, when fairies lightOn Cassilis Downans dance,Or owre the lays, in splendid blaze,On sprightly coursers prance;Or for Colean the route is ta’en,Beneath the moon’s pale beams;There, up the Cove, to stray an’ rove,Among the rocks and streamsTo sport that night; Amang the bonie winding banks,Where Doon rins, wimplin, clear,Where Bruce ance rul’d the […]