Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume III. Sorrow and Consolation. 1904. | | | | II. Parting and Absence | | Lochaber No More | | Allan Ramsay (1686–1758) |
| | | FAREWELL to Lochaber! and farewell, my Jean, | |
| Where heartsome with thee I hae mony day been; | |
| For Lochaber no more, Lochaber no more, | |
| We ’ll maybe return to Lochaber no more! | |
| These tears that I shed they are a’ for my dear, | 5 |
| And no for the dangers attending on wear, | |
| Though borne on rough seas to a far bloody shore, | |
| Maybe to return to Lochaber no more. | |
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| Though hurricanes rise, and rise every wind, | |
| They ’ll ne’er make a tempest like that in my mind; | 10 |
| Though loudest of thunder on louder waves roar, | |
| That ’s naething like leaving my love on the shore. | |
| To leave thee behind me my heart is sair pained; | |
| By ease that ’s inglorious no fame can be gained; | |
| And beauty and love ’s the reward of the brave, | 15 |
| And I must deserve it before I can crave. | |
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| Then glory, my Jeany, maun plead my excuse; | |
| Since honor commands me, how can I refuse? | |
| Without it I ne’er can have merit for thee, | |
| And without thy favor I ’d better not be. | 20 |
| I gae then, my lass, to win honor and fame, | |
| And if I should luck to come gloriously hame, | |
| I ’ll bring a heart to thee with love running o’er, | |
| And then I ’ll leave thee and Lochaber no more. | | | | |
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