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Ho! for the blades of Harden!
/ Ho! for the driven kye!
/ The broken gate and the lances’ hate
/ …
Ho! for the blades of Harden!
/ Ho! for the driven kye!
/ The broken gate and the lances’ hate
/ …
HEART! If you’ve a sorrow
/ Take it to the hills!
/ Lay it where the sunshine
/ …
Just a line of blue hills to remember:
/ Just a valley one fails to forget,
/ Whether bound with…
If you chance to strike a gathering of half-a-dozen friends
/ When the drink is Highland whusky or some chosen Border blends,
/ And…
Last night a wind from Lammermoor came roaring up the glen
/ With the tramp of trooping horses and the laugh of…
As I came over the Harden hill
/ A whaup on the moor was whistling shrill
/ In his pride to be first recorder
/ Of…
That sound outside, near Sandyhills bridge,
/ along Barnhourie Burn, a high wild wailing
/ winding down to a long low growl of echo,
/ has…
The hill road to Roberton: Ale Water at our feet,
/ And grey hills and blue hills that melt away and meet,
/ With…
An unco sough i’ the gloamin’
/ An’ a flaff o’ risin’ win’,
/ A glisk o’ stoundin’ waters
/ …
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…
I sing the bonny banks o Fleet,
/ Where Nature spreads her various treasure;…
Slowly the sea is parted from the sky:
/ The light surprises, crinkling on the water.
/ The white sun hardens; cliffs solidify.
/ A long…