Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). A Victorian Anthology, 1837–1895. 1895.
John Campbell Shairp 181985Cailleach Bein-Y-Vreich
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Aloft in the mist she dwells;
Vreich horo! Vreich horo! Vreich horo!
All alone by the lofty wells.
She follows her fleet-foot stags,
Noisily moving through splinter’d rocks,
And crashing the grisly crags.
The rough stony beach she walks;
But dulse or seaweed she will not taste,
Nor yet the greetn kail stalks.
My bonny red deer go down;
I will not let them down to the shore,
To feed on the sea-shells brown.
Or on mountain top to dwell,
And feed by my side on the green, green cress,
That grows by the lofty well.
But wherever my feet have been
The well-springs start for my darling deer,
And the grass grown tender and green.
Beside the lofty spring,
They come to my call, and I milk them there,
And a weird wild song I sing.
I will not let them nigh;
Through the rended cloud I cast one scowl,
They faint on the heath and die.
Drives loud, to the corries below
I drive my herds down, and bield them there
From the drifts of the blinding snow.
And laugh as we stride the storm,
I, and the witch of the Cruachan Ben,
And the scowling-eyed Seul-Gorm.