James Ballantine

Poems (2)

• Muckle-Mou’d Meg

  “oh, wha hae ye brought us hame now, my brave lord, / Strappit naught ower his braid saddle-bow? …

• “Ilka blade o’ grass keps its ain drap o’ dew”

  Confide ye aye in Providence, for Providence is kind, / And bear ye a’ life’s changes, wi’ a calm and tranquil mind, …