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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed. Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes.
Scotland: Vols. VI–VIII. 1876–79.


The Lovely Lass o’ Inverness

By Robert Burns (1759–1796)

THE LOVELY lass o’ Inverness,

Nae joy nor pleasure can she see;

For e’en and morn she cries, “Alas!”

And aye the saut tear blin’s her e’e.

“Drumossie Moor,—Drumossie-day,—

A waefu’ day it was to me!

For there I lost my father dear,

My father dear, and brethren three.

“Their winding-sheet the bluidy clay,

Their graves are growing green to see,

And by them lies the dearest lad

That ever blest a woman’s e’e!

Now wae to thee, thou cruel lord,

A bluidy man I trow thou be!

For monie a heart thou hast made sair,

That ne’er did wrong to thine or thee.”