Author: Sir Walter Scott

O young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best; And […]

hush thee, my babie, thy sire was a knight, Thy mother a lady, both lovely and bright; The woods and […]

O lovers’ eyes are sharp to see, And lovers’ ears in hearing; And love, in life’s extremity, Can lend an […]

Pibroch of Donuil Dhu, Pibroch of Donuil, Wake thy wild voice anew, Summon Clan-Conuil. Come away, come away, Hark to […]

Why weep ye by the tide, ladie? Why weep ye by the tide? I’ll wed ye to my youngest son, […]

Pibroch of Donuil Dhu Pibroch of Donuil Wake thy wild voice anew, Summon Clan Conuil! Come away, come away, Hark […]

Where shall the lover rest Whom the fates sever From the true maiden’s breast, Parted for ever? Where, through groves […]

Ah! County Guy, the hour is nigh, The sun has left the lea, The orange flower perfumes the bower, The […]

The moon’s on the lake, and the mist’s on the brae, And the Clan has a name that is nameless […]

weary lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine! To pull the thorn thy brow to braid, And […]

The sun upon the lake is low, The wild birds hush their song, The hills have evening’s deepest glow, Yet […]

Thy hue, dear pledge, is pure and bright As in that well – remember’d night When first thy mystic braid […]

BREATHES there the man with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, ‘This is my own, my native […]

To the Lords of Convention ’twas Claver’se who spoke. ‘Ere the King’s crown shall fall there are crowns to be […]

So goodbye, Mrs. Brown, I am going out of town, Over dale, over down, Where bugs bite not, Where lodgers […]