INVERQUHARITY

Aside the Quharity burn I ken na what I’m seein’ Wi’ the licht near deein’ An’ the lang year at the turn; But the dog that gangs wi’ me Creeps whingein’ at my knee, And we baith haud thegither Like a lad an’ his brither At the water o’ Quharity. Alang the Quharity glen I mind on warlock’s faces, I’ the still, dark places Whaur the trees hae airms like men; And I ken the beast can see Yon een that’s watchin’ me, Whaur the arn-boughs darken An’ I’m owre fear’d to harken I’ the glen o’ Quharity. By Quharity Castle wa’s The toor is like a prison, Or a deid man risen Amang the birken shaws; And the sweit upon my bree Is drappin’ cauld frae me Till the ill spell’s broken By the Haly Word spoken At the wa’s o’ Quharity. Alang the Valley o’ Deith There’ll be mony a warlock wait’n Wi’ the thrangin’ hosts o’ Sat’n Till I tak’ my hin’maist breith; An’ I’m fear’d there winna be The dog to gang wi’ me An’ I doot the way is wearier An’ the movin’ shadows eerier Than the jaws o’ Quharity. But I’ll whisper the Haly Name For thae list’nin’ lugs to hear me, An’ the herds o’ Hell’ll fear me An’ tak’ the road they came; For the wild dark wings’ll flee Frae their bield in branch an’ tree— Nae mair the black airms thrawin’! Nae mair the ill sough blawin’! For my day o’ days is dawin’ Owre the Castle o’ Quharity!