Volume Ii Part 137 (2/2)
And closed for aye the sparkling glance That dwelt on me sae kindly; And moldering now in silent dust That heart that lo'ed me dearly!
But still within my bosom's core Shall live my Highland Mary.
Robert Burns [1759-1796]
TO MARY IN HEAVEN
Thou lingering star, with lessening ray, That lov'st to greet the early morn, Again thou usher'st in the day My Mary from my soul was torn.
O Mary! dear departed shade!
Where is thy place of blissful rest?
See'st thou thy lover lowly laid?
Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast?
That sacred hour can I forget, Can I forget the hallowed grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one day of parting love!
Eternity will not efface Those records dear of transports past; Thy image at our last embrace,-- Ah! little thought we 'twas our last!
Ayr, gurgling, kissed his pebbled sh.o.r.e, O'erhung with wild woods, thickening green; The fragrant birch, and hawthorn h.o.a.r, Twined amorous round the raptured scene; The flowers sprang wanton to be pressed, The birds sang love on every spray,-- Till soon, too soon, the glowing west Proclaimed the speed of winged day.
Still o'er these scenes my memory wakes, And fondly broods with miser care!
Time but the impression stronger makes, As streams their channels deeper wear.
My Mary! dear departed shade!
Where is thy place of blissful rest?
See'st thou thy lover lowly laid?
Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast?
Robert Burns [1759-1796]
LUCY
I Strange fits of pa.s.sion have I known: And I will dare to tell, But in the lover's ear alone, What once to me befell.
When she I loved looked every day Fresh as a rose in June, I to her cottage bent my way, Beneath an evening moon.
Upon the moon I fixed my eye, All over the wide lea; With quickening pace my horse drew nigh Those paths so dear to me.
And now we reached the orchard-plot; And, as we climbed the hill, The sinking moon to Lucy's cot Came near, and nearer still.
In one of those sweet dreams I slept, Kind Nature's gentlest boon!
And all the while my eyes I kept On the descending moon.
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