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Robert Tannahill (Роберт Таннахилл)


Craigie Lea


    THOU bonny wood of Craigie lea!
    Thou bonny wood of Craigie lea!
    Near thee I passed life’s early day,
    And won my Mary’s heart in thee.

The broom, the brier, the birken bush
  Bloom bonny o’er thy flowery lea,
And a’ the sweets that ane can wish
  Frae Nature’s hand are strewed on thee.
        Thou bonny wood of Craigie Lea.

Far ben thy dark green plantin’s shade,
  The cooshat croodles am’rously,
The mavis, down thy bughted glade,
  Gars echo ring frae every tree.
        Thou bonny wood of Craigie Lea.

Awa’, ye thoughtless, murd’ring gang,
  Wha tear the nestlings ere they flee!
They ’ll sing you yet a canty sang,
  Then, O, in pity, let them be!
        Thou bonny wood of Craigie Lea.

When winter blaws in sleety showers
  Frae aff the norlan’ hills sae hie,
He lightly skiffs thy bonny bowers,
  As laith to harm a flower in thee.
        Thou bonny wood of Craigie Lea.

Though Fate should drag me south the line,
  Or o’er the wide Atlantic sea;
The happy hours I ’ll ever mind,
  That I, in youth, ha’e spent in thee.
      Thou bonny wood of Craigie Lea.



Robert Tannahill's other poems:
  1. Our Bonny Scots Lads
  2. The Lass o’ Arranteenie
  3. Song (The evening sun's gaen down the west)
  4. Through Crockston Castle’s Lanely Wa’s
  5. Jessie the Flower o' Dumblane


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