The Poetical Works of James Hogg (Volume 4) (Paperback)

Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: THE LIDDEL BOWER; A BALLAD. " O WILL ye walk the wood, lady ? Or will ye walk the lea? Or will ye gae to the Liddel Bower, An' rest a while wi' me ?" " The deer lies in the wood, Douglas, The wind blaws on the lea; An' when I gae to Liddel Bower It shall not be wi' thee." " The stag bells on my hills, lady, The hart but and the hind; My flocks lie in the Border dale, My steeds outstrip the wind. " At ae blast o' my bugle horn A thousand tend the ca', ? 0 gae wi' me to Liddel Bower? What ill can thee befa' ? " D'ye mind when in that lonely bower We met at even tide, 1 kissed your young an' rosy lips, An' wooed you for my bride ? " I saw the blush break on your cheek, The tear stand in your ee; O could I ween, fair Lady Jane, That then ye looedna me ?" " But sair, sair hae I rued that day, An sairer yet may rue; Ye thoughtna on my maiden love, Nor yet my rosy hue. " Ye thoughtna on my bridal bed, Nor vow nor tear o' mine; Ye thought upon the lands o' Nith, An' how they might be thine. " Away! away ! ye fause leman, Nae mair my bosom wring, There is a bird within yon bower, O gin ye heard it sing !" Red grew the Douglas' dusky cheek, He turned his eye away, The gowden hilt fell to his hand; " What can the wee bird say ?" " It hirpled on the bough an' sang, ' O wae's me, dame, for thee, An' wae's me for the comely knight That sleeps aneath the tree! " ' His cheek lies on the cauld cauld clay, Nae belt nor brand has he; His blood is on a kinsman's spear; O wae's me, dame, for thee!' " " My yeomen line the wood, lady, My steed stands at the tree; An' ye maun dree a dulefu' weird, Or mount and fly wi' me." What gars Caerlaverock yeomen ride Sae fast in belt an' steel, What gars the Jardin...