Sweet fa's the eve on Craigieburn,
And blythe awakens the morrow,
But a' the pride o' spring's return
Can yield me nocht but sorrow.
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He knew how to write and bare his heart. The rhythm is so there, pulsing in every line.... like a heartbeat
An astounding poem to show the hovering and grief of losing his love.Love is nature here and its lack is explained in a striking manner.
I see the flowers! ! And the ways opf nature. Thanks for sharing.
Fain, fain would I my griefs impart, Yet darena for your anger' But secret love will break my heart, If I conceal it langer. It shows your deep love and concern. Thanks for the sharing,10 for it. Subhas
I know someone couldna a cared less for his anger.