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Bliss Carman, et al., eds.  The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume III. Sorrow and Consolation.  1904.
 
V. Death and Bereavement
Fair Helen
Anonymous
 
I WISH I were where Helen lies;
Night and day on me she cries;
O that I were where Helen lies
    On fair Kirconnell lea!
 
Curst be the heart that thought the thought,        5
And curst the hand that fired the shot,
When in my arms burd Helen dropt,
    And died to succor me!
 
O think na but my heart was sair
When my Love dropt down and spak nae mair!        10
I laid her down wi’ meikle care
    On fair Kirconnell lea.
 
As I went down the water-side,
None but my foe to be my guide,
None but my foe to be my guide,        15
    On fair Kirconnell lea;
 
I lighted down my sword to draw,
I hackèd him in pieces sma’,
I hackèd him in pieces sma’,
    For her sake that died for me.        20
 
O Helen fair, beyond compare!
I ’ll make a garland of thy hair
Shall bind my heart for evermair
    Until the day I die.
 
O that I were where Helen lies!        25
Night and day on me she cries;
Out of my bed she bids me rise,
    Says, “Haste and come to me!”
 
O Helen fair! O Helen chaste!
If I were with thee, I were blest,        30
Where thou lies low and takes thy rest
    On fair Kirconnell lea.
 
I wish my grave were growing green,
A winding-sheet drawn ower my een,
And I in Helen’s arms lying,        35
    On fair Kirconnell lea.
 
I wish I were where Helen lies;
Night and day on me she cries;
And I am weary of the skies,
    Since my Love died for me.        40
 
 
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