Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed. Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes. Scotland: Vols. VIVIII. 187679. | | | | Langside | | Langside | | John Hutcheson Millar |
| | | SEE! from this hill, where through the vale there runs | |
| The river, sparkling in the setting sun; | |
| And yon gray church which stands amid the trees, | |
| Beneath whose silent shade full many a mound | |
| Entombs some noble heart; see! that bright field, | 5 |
| Where waves a harvest full of golden grain, | |
| Sprung from a soil made rich by human blood; | |
| As if it strove, but strove in vain, to pay | |
| The debt it owed to beautys fairest queen, | |
| When from yon rising ground she saw, with tears, | 10 |
| The flower of all her chivalry dispersed, | |
| And bade her last fond cherished hopes adieu! | |
| And whither did she fly? ah! this recalls | |
| My thoughts when wandering through that stately pile, | |
| Where Britain, like a mother, fondly stores | 15 |
| The mouldering relics of her noblest sons, | |
| And of her fairest daughters; there I saw | |
| A face, in marble even beautiful; | |
| Made yet more fair by contrast with a foe | |
| To whom she fled for safety, but alas! | 20 |
| Found less than when she stood defeated on that field. | | | | |
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