<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420927" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Galloway Song</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah! ken ye what I met the day<br>Out oure the Mountains <br>A coming down by craggi[e]s grey <br>An mossie fountains -- <br>A[h] goud hair'd Marie yeve I pray<br>Ane minute's guessing --<br>For that I met upon the way<br>Is past expressing.<br>As I stood where a rocky brig <br>A torrent crosses<br>I spied upon a misty rig<br>A troup o' Horses -- <br>And as they trotted down the glen<br>I sped to meet them<br>To see if I might know the Men<br>To stop and greet them.<br>First Willie on his sleek mare came<br>At canting gallop -- <br>His long hair rustled like a flame<br>On board a shallop.<br>Then came his brother Rab and then<br>Young Peggy's Mither<br>And Peggy too -- adown the glen<br>They went togither -- <br>I saw her wrappit in her hood<br>Fra wind and raining --<br>Her cheek was flush wi' timid blood<br>'Twixt growth and waning -- <br>She turn'd her dazed head full oft <br>For there her Brithers<br>Came riding with her Bridegroom soft <br>And mony ithers.<br>Young Tam came up an' eyed me quick<br>With reddened cheek --<br>Braw Tam was daffed like a chick --<br>He coud na speak --<br>Ah Marie they are all gane hame <br>Through blustering weather<br>An' every heart is full on flame<br>Ah! Marie they are all gone hame<br>Fra happy wedding, <br>Whilst I -- Ah is it not a shame?<br>Sad tears am shedding.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Keats">John Keats</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420927" data-title="A Galloway Song de John Keats" data-description="Ah! ken ye what I met the day Out oure the Mountains A coming down by craggi[e]s grey An mossie fountains -- A[h] goud hair'd Marie yeve I pray Ane minute's guessing -- For that I met upon the way Is past expressing. As I stood where a rocky br..."></div> </div> </div>

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