Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed. Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes.
Scotland: Vols. VI–VIII. 1876–79. | | | | Glaizart | | The Banks o’ Glaizart | | Anonymous |
| | | NOW flowery summer comes again, | |
| And decks my native, bonnie plain, | |
| While feathered warblers swell the strain, | |
| Aroun’ the banks o’ Glaizart. | |
| Our woody, wild, romantic glens, | 5 |
| Our flowery groves, and fairy dens, | |
| Form heart-enlivening, charming scenes, | |
| Aroun’ the banks o’ Glaizart. | |
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| In childhood’s days, sweet dawn o’ life, | |
| Unknown to sorrow, care, and strife, | 10 |
| Aft ha’e I roved mid pleasures rife, | |
| Upon thy banks, sweet Glaizart. | |
| There too, fair Jeanie, maid o’ glee, | |
| In youthfu’ days engaged my e’e, | |
| And first her mou’ I blythe did prie, | 15 |
| Upon thy banks, sweet Glaizart. | |
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| O, charming are the towering Fells, | |
| Whare rural pleasure kindly dwells; | |
| And lovely are the blooming bells | |
| That grace thy banks, sweet Glaizart. | 20 |
| Here Nature’s han’, in days o’ yore, | |
| That after-swains might her adore, | |
| Bequeathed the peerless gifts, in store, | |
| That grace thy banks, sweet Glaizart. | |
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| Yes, wi’ that bonnie Clachan Glen, | 25 |
| Whare birdies chant the artless strain, | |
| Her warks she crowned, and marked her ain | |
| The bonnie banks o’ Glaizart. | |
| Eclipsing a’ her favors high, | |
| She blythe proclaimed wi’ smiling eye, | 30 |
| “Now, never now, shall scene outvie | |
| The bonnie banks o’ Glaizart.” | | | | |
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