Lament For James, Earl aOf Glencairn
Lament For James, Earl Of Glen</p>
The wind blew hollow frae the hills,</p>
By fits the sun's departing beam</p>
Look'd on the fading yellow woods,</p>
That wav'd ar's winding stream:</p>
Beh a craigy steep, a Bard,</p>
Laden with years and meikle pain,</p>
In loud ment bewail'd his lord,</p>
Whom Death had all ua'en.</p>
He lean'd him to an a aik,</p>
Whose trunk was mould'ring down with years;</p>
His locks were bleached white with time,</p>
His hoary cheek i' tears!</p>
And as he touch'd his trembling harp,</p>
And as he tun'd his doleful sang,</p>
The winds, menting thro' their caves,</p>
To Echo bore the notes ang.</p>
“Ye scatter'd birds that faintly sing,</p>
The reliques o' the vernal queir!</p>
Ye woods that shed on a' the winds</p>
The honours of the aged year!</p>
A few short months, and gd and gay,</p>
Again ye'll charm the ear and e'e;</p>
But nocht in all-revolving time</p>
gdness bring again to me.</p>
“I am a bending aged tree,</p>
That long has stood the wind and rain;</p>
But now has e a cruel bst,</p>
And my st hald of earth is gane;</p>
Nae leaf o' mine shall greet the spring,</p>
Nae simmer su my bloom;</p>
But I maun lie before the storm,</p>
And ithers pnt them in my room.</p>
“I've seen sae mony gefu' years,</p>
Oh I am a stranger grown:</p>
I wander in the ways of men,</p>
Alike unknowing, and unknown:</p>
Unheard, unpitied, unreliev'd,</p>
I bear ane my de o' care,</p>
For silent, low, on beds of dust,</p>
Lie a'</p>
hat would my sorrows share.</p>
“And st, (the sum of a' my griefs!)</p>
My noble master lies in cy;</p>
The flow'r amang our barons bold,</p>
His try's pride, his try's stay:</p>
In weary being now I pine,</p>
For a' the life of life is dead,</p>
And hope has left may aged ken,</p>
On forward wing for ever fled.</p>
“Awake thy st sad voice, my harp!</p>
The voice of woe and wild despair!</p>
Awake, resound thy test y,</p>
Then sleep in silence evermair!</p>
And thou, my st, best, only, friend,</p>
That fillest an uomb,</p>
Accept this tribute from the Bard</p>
Thht from Fortune's mirkest gloom.</p>
“In Poverty's low barren vale,</p>
Thick mists obscure involv'd me round;</p>
Though oft I turn'd the wistful eye,</p>
Nae ray of fame was to be found:</p>
Thou found'st me, like the m sun</p>
That melts the fogs in limpid air,</p>
The friendless bard and rustig</p>
Became alike thy f care.</p>
“O! why has worth so short a date,</p>
While vilins ripen grey with time?</p>
Must thou, the noble, gen'rous, great,</p>
Fall in bold manhood's hardy prim</p>
Why did I live to see that day—</p>
A day to me so full of woe?</p>
O! had I met the mortal shaft</p>
That id my beor low!</p>
“The bridegroom may fet the bride</p>
Was made his wedded wife yestreen;</p>
The monarch may fet the </p>
That on his head an hour has been;</p>
The mother may fet the child</p>
That smiles sae sweetly on her knee;</p>
But I'll remember thee, Glen,</p>
And a' that thou hast done for me!”</p>
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The wind blew hollow frae the hills,</p>
By fits the sun's departing beam</p>
Look'd on the fading yellow woods,</p>
That wav'd ar's winding stream:</p>
Beh a craigy steep, a Bard,</p>
Laden with years and meikle pain,</p>
In loud ment bewail'd his lord,</p>
Whom Death had all ua'en.</p>
He lean'd him to an a aik,</p>
Whose trunk was mould'ring down with years;</p>
His locks were bleached white with time,</p>
His hoary cheek i' tears!</p>
And as he touch'd his trembling harp,</p>
And as he tun'd his doleful sang,</p>
The winds, menting thro' their caves,</p>
To Echo bore the notes ang.</p>
“Ye scatter'd birds that faintly sing,</p>
The reliques o' the vernal queir!</p>
Ye woods that shed on a' the winds</p>
The honours of the aged year!</p>
A few short months, and gd and gay,</p>
Again ye'll charm the ear and e'e;</p>
But nocht in all-revolving time</p>
gdness bring again to me.</p>
“I am a bending aged tree,</p>
That long has stood the wind and rain;</p>
But now has e a cruel bst,</p>
And my st hald of earth is gane;</p>
Nae leaf o' mine shall greet the spring,</p>
Nae simmer su my bloom;</p>
But I maun lie before the storm,</p>
And ithers pnt them in my room.</p>
“I've seen sae mony gefu' years,</p>
Oh I am a stranger grown:</p>
I wander in the ways of men,</p>
Alike unknowing, and unknown:</p>
Unheard, unpitied, unreliev'd,</p>
I bear ane my de o' care,</p>
For silent, low, on beds of dust,</p>
Lie a'</p>
hat would my sorrows share.</p>
“And st, (the sum of a' my griefs!)</p>
My noble master lies in cy;</p>
The flow'r amang our barons bold,</p>
His try's pride, his try's stay:</p>
In weary being now I pine,</p>
For a' the life of life is dead,</p>
And hope has left may aged ken,</p>
On forward wing for ever fled.</p>
“Awake thy st sad voice, my harp!</p>
The voice of woe and wild despair!</p>
Awake, resound thy test y,</p>
Then sleep in silence evermair!</p>
And thou, my st, best, only, friend,</p>
That fillest an uomb,</p>
Accept this tribute from the Bard</p>
Thht from Fortune's mirkest gloom.</p>
“In Poverty's low barren vale,</p>
Thick mists obscure involv'd me round;</p>
Though oft I turn'd the wistful eye,</p>
Nae ray of fame was to be found:</p>
Thou found'st me, like the m sun</p>
That melts the fogs in limpid air,</p>
The friendless bard and rustig</p>
Became alike thy f care.</p>
“O! why has worth so short a date,</p>
While vilins ripen grey with time?</p>
Must thou, the noble, gen'rous, great,</p>
Fall in bold manhood's hardy prim</p>
Why did I live to see that day—</p>
A day to me so full of woe?</p>
O! had I met the mortal shaft</p>
That id my beor low!</p>
“The bridegroom may fet the bride</p>
Was made his wedded wife yestreen;</p>
The monarch may fet the </p>
That on his head an hour has been;</p>
The mother may fet the child</p>
That smiles sae sweetly on her knee;</p>
But I'll remember thee, Glen,</p>
And a' that thou hast done for me!”</p>
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