Come, all ye jolly shepherds
  That whistle through the glen,
I ’ll tell ye of a secret
  That courtiers dinna ken:
What is the greatest bliss
  That the tongue o’ man can name?
’T is to woo a bonny lassie
  When the kye comes hame!...

Poet: James Hogg

    BIRD of the wilderness,
    Blithesome and cumberless,
Sweet be thy matin o’er moorland and lea!
    Emblem of happiness,
    Blest is thy dwelling-place,—
O, to abide in the desert with thee!
    Wild is thy lay and loud
    Far in the...

Poet: James Hogg

“o, Came ye ower by the Yoke-burn Ford,
  Or down the King’s Road o’ the cleuch? 1
Or saw ye a knight and a lady bright,
  Wha ha’e gane the gate they baith shall rue?”

“I saw a knight and a lady bright
  Ride up the cleuch at the break of day;
...

Poet: James Hogg

O, SAIRLY 1 may I rue the day
  I fancied first the womenkind;
For aye sinsyne I ne’er can hae
  Ae quiet thought or peace o’ mind!
They hae plagued my heart an’ pleased my e’e,
  An’ teased an’ flattered me at will,
But aye for a’ their witcherye...

Poet: James Hogg

From “The Queen’s Wake”
  BONNY KILMENY gaed up the glen;
But it wasna to meet Duneira’s men,
Nor the rosy monk of the isle to see,
For Kilmeny was pure as pure could be.
It was only to hear the yorlin sing,
And pu’ the cress-flower round the spring...

Poet: James Hogg