•                 Oiseau de lieu sauvage,
                    Libre de vasselage
    Dont les chants au matin saluent le marécage !
                    Emblême de bonheur
                    Est ton nid, gai causeur.
    Oh ! si l’on pouvait vivre avec toi solitaire
    Sans trouver au désert les soucis de la terre !
               Ton...

  • 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!
        When the kye comes hame,
        When the kye comes hame,
      ’Tween the gloaming and...

  •     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 downy cloud,
    Love gives it energy, love gave it birth.
        Where, on thy dewy wing...

  • “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;
    The knight upon a coal-black steed,
      And the dame on one of a silver-gray.

    “And...

  • 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,
      The pawky things I lo’e them still.

          O the women fo’k! O the women fo’k!...

  • 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,—
    The scarlet hypp, and the hindberrye,
    And the nut that hung frae the hazel-tree;...