Loch Erroch Side As I cam’ by Loch Erroch side, The lofty hills surveying, The water clear, the heather blooms, Their fragrance sweet conveying; I met, unsought, my lovely maid, I found her like May morning; With graces sweet, and charms so rare, Her person all adorning. How kind her looks, how blest was I, While in my arms I prest her! And she her wishes scarce concealed As fondly I caressed her. She said, “If that your heart be true, If constantly you’ll love me, I heed not care, nor fortune’s frowns, For nought but death shall move me. “But faithful, loving, true, and kind For ever shall thou find me; And of our meeting here so sweet Loch Erroch sweet shall mind me.” Enraptured then, “My lovely lass,” I cried, “no more we’ll tarry! We’ll leave the fair Loch Erroch side, For lovers soon should marry.” |
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