CCXLV.
Reading edition
CRAIGIE-BURN WOOD.
[Craigie-burn Wood was written for George Thomson: the heroine was Jean Lorimer. How often the blooming looks and elegant forms of very indifferent characters lend a lasting lustre to painting and poetry.]
I.
Sweet fa’s the eve on Craigie-burn, And blithe awakes the morrow; But a’ the pride o’ spring’s return Can yield me nocht but sorrow.
II.
I see the flowers and spreading trees I hear the wild birds singing; But what a weary wight can please, And care his bosom wringing?
III.
Fain, fain would I my griefs impart, Yet dare na for your anger; But secret love will break my heart, If I conceal it langer.
IV.
If thou refuse to pity me, If thou shall love anither, When yon green leaves fade frae the tree, Around my grave they’ll wither.