Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed. Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes.
Scotland: Vols. VI–VIII. 1876–79.
The Lovely Lass o’ Inverness
By Robert Burns (1759–1796)T
Nae joy nor pleasure can she see;
For e’en and morn she cries, “Alas!”
And aye the saut tear blin’s her e’e.
“Drumossie Moor,—Drumossie-day,—
A waefu’ day it was to me!
For there I lost my father dear,
My father dear, and brethren three.
Their graves are growing green to see,
And by them lies the dearest lad
That ever blest a woman’s e’e!
Now wae to thee, thou cruel lord,
A bluidy man I trow thou be!
For monie a heart thou hast made sair,
That ne’er did wrong to thine or thee.”