DOWN from the old oak forests of Dalkeith, Where majesty surrounds a ducal home, Between fresh pastures gleaming thou dost come, Bush, scaur, and rock, and hazelly shaw beneath, Till, greeting thee from slopes of orchard ground, Towers Inveresk with its proud villas fair, Scotland's Montpelier, for salubrious air, And beauteous prospect wide and far renowned. What else could be, since thou, with winding tide Below dost ripple pleasantly, thy green And osiered banks outspread, where frequent seen, The browsing heifer shows her dappled side, And 'mid the bloom-bright furze are oft descried Anglers, that patient o'er thy mirror lean? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WORLD'S WAY by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH AN IMITATION OF SPENCER by JOHN ARMSTRONG EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 39. WON BY SUBTILTY by PHILIP AYRES AN UPPER CHAMBER by FRANCES BANNERMAN HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 22 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH ON THE LATE CAPT. GROSE'S PEREGRINATIONS THRO' SCOTLAND by ROBERT BURNS |