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Robert Bridges, ed. (1844–1930).  The Spirit of Man: An Anthology.  1916.
 
Helen of Kirconnell

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I WISH 1 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 succour me!
 
O think na ye my heart was sair,
When my Love dropt and spak nae mair?        10
There did she swoon wi’ meikle care,
  On fair Kirconnell lea.
 
As I went down the waterside
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 did 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 dee.
 
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 them lies low, and takes thy rest
  On fair Kirconnell lea.
 
I wish my grave were growing green,
A winding sheet drawn owre 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
  For her sake that died for me.        40
 
Note 1. Unknown. Helen of Kirconnell. Same as last. Vol. i, p. 72. [back]
 
 
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