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Poem by Hugh MacDonald


Bonnie Greenlaw


O, THE CAULD breath o winter, sae bitter and keen
Has stown frae the woodlands their mantles o green;
Nae wee bird sings sweetly, nae flower blossoms braw;
A nature s grown cheerless at bonnie Greenlaw.

But t isna the sang o the mavis we mourn,
Nor the wee droopin harebell sae withered and torn;
There s a form and a face, there s a sweet smile awa,
That ance gladdened winter at bonnie Greenlaw.

Short syne seems the time when in simmers nicht gloom,
Wi laughin and daffin, we pud the Law-bloom,
Or scaured the wee lambs oer the fresh dewy lea,
While jinkin in joy round the auld saughen-tree.

When the bright sun o hairst slippit doun to his bed,
We soucht the rown tree for his berries sae red;
While the short hours o gladness gaed smilin awa,
Undimmed by a care frae the woods o Greenlaw.

When the sweet spring returns, and cauld winter is gane,
The primrose and gowan we ll welcome again;
But there s ae flower, I ween, we loed better than a,
That we ll neer meet again mang the woods o Greenlaw.



Hugh MacDonald


Hugh MacDonald's other poems:
  1. The Lassie o Carmyle
  2. The Lass o Colinslee


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