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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=116667" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lament For James, Earl Of Glencairn</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">1.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The wind blew hollow frae the hills;<br>By fits the sun's departing beam<br>Look'd on the fading yellow woods,<br>That wav'd o'er Lugar's winding stream.<br>Beneath a craigy steep a Bard,<br>Laden with years and meikle pain,<br>In loud lament bewail'd his lord,<br>Whom Death had all untimely taen.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">2.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He lean'd him to an ancient aik,<br>Whose trunk was mould'ring down with years;<br>His locks were bleached white with time,<br>His hoary cheek was wet wi' tears;<br>And as he touch'd his trembling harp,<br>And as he tun'd his doleful sang,<br>The winds lamenting thro' their caves,<br>To echo bore the notes alang : -</div><div style="margin:10px 0">3.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Ye scatter'd birds that faintly sing,<br>The reliques of the vernal quire!<br>Ye woods that shed on a' the winds<br>The honours of the aged year!<br>A few short months, and, glad and gay,<br>Again ye'll charm the ear and e'e;<br>But nocht in all revolving time<br>Can gladness bring again to me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">4.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I am a bending aged tree,<br>That long has stood the wind and rain;<br>But now has come a cruel blast<br>And my last hold of earth is gane;<br>Nae leaf o' mine shall greet the spring,<br>Nae simmer sun exalt my bloom;<br>But I maun lie before the storm,<br>And ither plant them in my room.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">5.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I've seen sae monie changefu' years,<br>On earth I am a stranger grown:<br>I wander in the ways of men,<br>Alike unknowing and unknown:<br>Unheard, unpitied, unreliev'd,<br>I bear alane my lade o' care;<br>For silent, low, on beds of dust,<br>Lie a' that would my sorrows share.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">6.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'And last (the sum of a' my griefs!)<br>My noble master lies in clay;<br>The flow'r amang our barons bold,<br>His country's pride, his country's stay:<br>In weary being now I pine,<br>For a' the life of life is dead,<br>And hope has left my aged ken,<br>On forward wing for ever fled.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">7.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Awake thy last sad voice, my harp!<br>The voice of woe and wild despair!<br>Awake, resound thy latest lay,<br>Then sleep in silence evermair!<br>And thou, my last, best, only friend,<br>That fillest an untimely tomb,<br>Accept this tribute from the Bard<br>Thou brought from Fortune's mirkest gloom.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">8.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'In Poverty's low barren vale,<br>Thick mists obscure involv'd me round;<br>Though oft I turn'd the wistful eye,<br>Nae ray of fame was to be found;<br>Thou found'st me, like the morning sun<br>That melts the fogs in limpid air:<br>The friendless Bard and rustic song<br>Became alike thy fostering care.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">9.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O, why has Worth so short a date,<br>While villains ripen grey with time!<br>Must thou, the noble, gen'rous, great,<br>Fall in bold manhood's hardy prime?<br>Why did I live to see the day,<br> A day to me so full of woe?<br>O, had I met the mortal shaft<br>Which laid my benefactor low!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">10.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'The bridegroom may forget the bride<br>Was made his wedded wife yestreen;<br>The monarch may forget the crown<br>That on his head an hour has been;<br>The mother may forget the child<br>That smiles sae sweetly on her knee;<br>But I'll remember thee, Glencairn,<br>And a' that thou hast done for me!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Burns">Robert Burns</a><div class=q>
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