Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume III. Sorrow and Consolation. 1904. | | | | V. Death and Bereavement | | The Land o’ the Leal | | Carolina Oliphant, Lady Nairne (1766–1845) |
| | | I ’M wearing awa’, Jean, | |
| Like snaw when it ’s thaw, Jean; | |
| I ’m wearing awa’, | |
| To the land o’ the leal. | |
| There ’s nae sorrow there, Jean, | 5 |
| There ’s neither cauld nor care, Jean, | |
| The day is aye fair | |
| In the land o’ the leal. | |
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| Ye were aye leal and true, Jean; | |
| Your task ’s ended noo, Jean, | 10 |
| And I ’ll welcome you | |
| To the land o’ the leal. | |
| Our bonnie bairn ’s there, Jean, | |
| She was baith guid and fair, Jean: | |
| O, we grudged her right sair | 15 |
| To the land o’ the leal! | |
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| Then dry that tearfu’ ee, Jean, | |
| My soul langs to be free, Jean, | |
| And angels wait on me | |
| To the land o’ the leal! | 20 |
| Now fare ye weel, my ain Jean, | |
| This warld’s care is vain, Jean; | |
| We ’ll meet and aye be fain | |
| In the land o’ the leal. | | | | |
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