A Galloway Song

A Galloway Song

by John Keats

A Galloway Song


Ah! ken ye what I met the day

Out oure the Mountains

A coming down by craggi[e]s grey

An mossie fountains —

A[h] goud hair’d Marie yeve I pray

Ane minute’s guessing —

For that I met upon the way

Is past expressing.

As I stood where a rocky brig

A torrent crosses

I spied upon a misty rig

A troup o’ Horses —

And as they trotted down the glen

I sped to meet them

To see if I might know the Men

To stop and greet them.

First Willie on his sleek mare came

At canting gallop —

His long hair rustled like a flame

On board a shallop.

Then came his brother Rab and then

Young Peggy’s Mither

And Peggy too — adown the glen

They went togither —

I saw her wrappit in her hood

Fra wind and raining —

Her cheek was flush wi’ timid blood

‘Twixt growth and waning —

She turn’d her dazed head full oft

For there her Brithers

Came riding with her Bridegroom soft

And mony ithers.

Young Tam came up an’ eyed me quick

With reddened cheek —

Braw Tam was daffed like a chick —

He coud na speak —

Ah Marie they are all gane hame

Through blustering weather

An’ every heart is full on flame

Ah! Marie they are all gone hame

Fra happy wedding,

Whilst I — Ah is it not a shame?

Sad tears am shedding.


A Galloway Song


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