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Poem by James Smith


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DOUN fair Dalmenys rosy dells
  Sweet Mary wandered, sad an wae;
The sunlicht faded owre the lea,
  An cheerless fell the simmer day.
The warblin mavis sang nae mair,
  As aft she sighed, in heavy sorrow:
O, lanely, lanely lies my luve;
  An cauld s the nicht that brings nae morrow!

By yonder hoary castle wa,
  Where murmurs deep the dark blue sea,
I wearied sair the langsome nicht,
  Till tears bedimmed my sleepless ee.
The boat gaed down by Cramonds isle,
  O, weary fa that nicht o sorrow!
For lanely, lanely lies my luve;
  An cauld s the nicht that brings nae morrow!

O foaming waves, that took my luve,
  My ain true-luve, beyond compare!
O, will I see his winsome form,
  An hear his dear loed voice nae mair?
Fu deep the snaw-white surges moaned:
  O, sair s the burden o thy sorrow;
For lanely, lanely lies thy luve;
  An cauld s the nicht that brings nae morrow!

She wandered weary by the shore,
  An murmured aft his name sae dear;
Till owre Dalmenys dewy dells
  The silver moon shone sweet an clear.
An saft the tremblin breezes sighed,
  As far she strayed, in hopeless sorrow:
O, lanely, lanely lies thy luve;
  An cauld s the nicht that brings nae morrow!



James Smith


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