with critical observations and biographical notices, by Robert Burns
with critical observations and biographical notices, by Robert Burns with critical observations and biographical notices, by Robert Burns
130 I DREAm'd I LAY WHERE FLOWERS WERE SPRINGING. These two stanzas I composed when I was seven- teen, and are among the oldest of my 'printed pieces. I dream'd I lay where flowers were springing', Gaily in the sunny beam Listening to the wild birds singing. By a falling, chrystal stream : Straight the sky grew black and daring ; Thro' the woods the whirlwinds rave Trees with aged arms were warring, 0*er the swelling, drumlie wave. , Such was my life's deceitful morning, Such the pleasures I enjoy'd; But lang or noon, loud tempests storming, A' my flow'ry bhss destroy'd. Tho' fickle fortune has deceived me. She promisM fair, and perform'd but ill Of mony a joy and hope bereav'd me, I bear a heart shall support me still.
131 ah! the poor shepherds mournful fate. Tune Gallashiels. The old title f Sour Plums o' Gallashiels, proba- bly was the beginning of a song to this air, which is nozo lost. The tune of Gallashiels was composed about the beginning of the present century by the Laird of Gallashiel's piper. THE BANKS OF THE DEVON. Tune Rhannerach dhon na chri. These verses were composed on a charming girl, a Miss Charlotte Hamilton , who is 7iozo married to James M'Kitrick Adair, Esq. physician. She is sister to my worthy friend, Gavin Hamilton, of Mauchline; and was born on the banks of Ayr, but was, at the time I zvrote these lines, residing at Herveyston, in Clackmannanshire, on the romantic * The Piper of Gallashiels was the subject of an unpublished mock-heroic Poem, by Hamilton of Bangoiir.--Ed. K 2
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131<br />
ah! the poor shepherds mournful fate.<br />
Tune Gallashiels.<br />
The old title f Sour Plums o' Gallashiels, proba-<br />
bly was the beginning of a song to this air, which<br />
is nozo lost.<br />
The tune of Gallashiels was composed about the<br />
beginning of the present century <strong>by</strong> the Laird of<br />
Gallashiel's piper.<br />
THE BANKS OF THE DEVON.<br />
Tune Rhannerach dhon na chri.<br />
These verses were composed on a charming girl,<br />
a Miss Charlotte Hamilton , who is 7iozo married to<br />
James M'Kitrick Adair, Esq. physician. She is<br />
sister to my worthy friend, Gavin Hamilton, of<br />
Mauchline; <strong>and</strong> was born on the banks of Ayr,<br />
but was, at the time I zvrote these lines, residing at<br />
Herveyston, in Clackmannanshire, on the romantic<br />
* The Piper of Gallashiels was the subject of an unpublished<br />
mock-heroic Poem, <strong>by</strong> Hamilton of Bangoiir.--Ed.<br />
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