Classic Poem

" L OUDOUN'S bonnie woods and braes,
— I maun lea' them a', lassie;
Wha can thole when Britain's faes
— Wad gi'e Britons law, lassie?
Wha wad shun the field o' danger?
Wha frae fame wad live a stranger?
Now when freedom bids avenge her,
— Wha wad shun her ca', lassie?
Loudoun's bonnie woods and braes
Hae seen our happy bridal days,
And gentle Hope shall soothe thy waes
— When I am far awa', lassie. "

" Hark! the swelling bugle sings,
— Yielding joy to thee, laddie,
But the dolefu' bugle brings
— Waefu' thoughts to me, laddie.
Lanely I maun climb the mountain,
Lanely stray beside the fountain,
Still the weary moments countin',
— Far frae love and thee, laddie.
O'er the gory fields of war,
When Vengeance drives his crimson car,
Thou'lt maybe fa', frae me afar,
— And nane to close thy e'e, laddie. "

" O! resume thy wonted smile!
— O! suppress thy fears, lassie!
Glorious honor crowns the toil
— That the soldier shares, lassie;
Heaven will shield thy faithful lover
Till the vengeful strife is over;
Then we'll meet nae mair to sever;
— Till the day we dee, lassie.
'Midst our bonnie woods and braes
We'll spend our peaceful, happy days,
As blithe's yon lightsome lamb that plays
— On Loudoun's flowery lea, lassie. "