Allan Cunningham

  • “A wet sheet and a flowing sea”

    A Wet sheet and a flowing sea,—
      A wind that follows fast,
    And fills the white and rustling sail,
      And bends the gallant mast,—
    And bends the gallant mast, my boys,
      While, like the eagle free,
    Away the good ship flies, and leaves
      Old...

  • “Thou hast sworn by thy God, my Jeanie”

    Thou hast sworn by thy God, my Jeanie,
      By that pretty white hand o’ thine,
    And by a’ the lowing stars in heaven,
      That thou wad aye be mine!
    And I hae sworn by my God, my Jeanie,
      And by that kind heart o’ thine,
    By a’ the stars sown thick owre...

  • The Poet’s Bridal-Day Song

    O, My love ’s like the steadfast sun,
    Or streams that deepen as they run;
    Nor hoary hairs, nor forty years,
    Nor moments between sighs and tears,
    Nor nights of thought, nor days of pain,
    Nor dreams of glory dreamed in vain,
    Nor mirth, nor sweetest...