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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed.  Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes.
Scotland: Vols. VI–VIII.  1876–79.
Robert Burns (1759–1796)
STREAMS that glide in Orient plains,
Never bound by winter’s chains;
  Glowing here on golden sands,
There commixed with foulest stains,
  From tyranny’s empurpled bands;        5
These, their richly gleaming waves,
I leave to tyrants and their slaves;
Give me the stream that sweetly laves
      The banks by Castle-Gordon.
Spicy forests, ever gay,        10
Shading from the burning ray
  Helpless wretches sold to toil,
Or the ruthless native’s way,
  Bent on slaughter, blood, and spoil;
Woods that ever verdant wave,        15
I leave the tyrant and the slave;
Give me the groves that lofty brave
      The storms by Castle-Gordon.
Wildly here, without control,
Nature reigns and rules the whole;        20
  In that sober, pensive mood,
Dearest to the feeling soul,
  She plants the forest, pours the flood.
Life’s poor day I ’ll musing rave,
And find at night a sheltering cave,        25
Where waters flow and wildwoods wave,
      By bonny Castle-Gordon.

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