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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed.  Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes.
Scotland: Vols. VI–VIII.  1876–79.
 
Crockston (Crookston, Cruxtoun)
Through Crockston Castle’s Lanely Wa’s
Robert Tannahill (1774–1810)
 
THROUGH Crockston Castle’s lanely wa’s
  The wintry wind howls wild and dreary;
Though mirk the cheerless e’ening fa’s,
  Yet I ha’e vowed to meet my Mary.
Yes, Mary, though the winds should rave        5
  Wi’ jealous spite to keep me frae thee,
The darkest stormy night I ’d brave,
  For ae sweet secret moment wi’ thee.
 
Loud o’er Cardonald’s rocky steep
  Rude Cartha pours in boundless measure;        10
But I will ford the whirling deep,
  That roars between me and my treasure.
Yes, Mary, though the torrent rave,
  Wi’ jealous spite, to keep me frae thee,
Its deepest flood I ’d bauldly brave,        15
  For ae sweet secret moment wi’ thee.
 
The watch-dog’s howling loads the blast,
  And makes the nightly wanderer eerie;
But when the lonesome way is past,
  I ’ll to this bosom clasp my Mary!        20
Yes, Mary, though stern winter rave,
  With a’ his storms, to keep me frae thee,
The wildest dreary night I ’d brave,
  For ae sweet secret moment wi’ thee.
 
 
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