Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed. Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes.
Scotland: Vols. VI–VIII. 1876–79. | | | | Kintore | | The Lass o’ Kintore | | William Thom (1798?–1848) |
| | | AT hame or afield I am cheerless an’ lone, | |
| I ’m dull on the Ury, an’ droop by the Don; | |
| Their murmur is noisy, and fashions to hear, | |
| An’ the lay o’ the lintie fa’s dead on my ear. | |
| I hide frae the morn, and whaur naebody sees; | 5 |
| I greet to the burnie, an’ sich to the breeze; | |
| Though I sich till I ’m silly, an’ greet till I dee, | |
| Kintore is the spot in this world for me. | |
| But the lass o’ Kintore, O, the lass o’ Kintore, | |
| Be warned awa’ frae the lass o’ Kintore; | 10 |
| There ’s a love-luring look that I ne’er kent afore | |
| Steals cannily hame to the heart at Kintore. | |
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| They bid me forget her, O, how can it be? | |
| In kindness or scorn she ’s ever wi’ me; | |
| I feel her fell frown in the lift’s frosty blue, | 15 |
| An’ I weel ken her smile in the lily’s saft hue. | |
| I try to forget her, but canna forget, | |
| I ’ve liket her lang, an’ I aye like her yet; | |
| My poor heart may wither, may waste to its core, | |
| But forget her, O never! the lass o’ Kintore! | 20 |
| O, the wood o’ Kintore, the holmes o’ Kintore! | |
| The love-lichtin’ ee that I ken at Kintore; | |
| I ’ll wander afar, an’ I ’ll never look more | |
| On the gray glance o’ Peggy, or bonnie Kintore! | | | | |
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