WHAUR yon broken brig hings owre; Whaur yon water maks nae soun'; Babylon blaws by in stour: Gang doun wi' a sang, gang doun. Deep, owre deep, for onie drouth: Wan eneuch an ye wud droun: Saut, or seelfu', for the mouth; Gang doun wi' a sang, gang doun. Babylon blaws by in stour Whaur yon water maks nae soun': Darkness is your only door; Gang doun wi' a sang, gang doun. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BROTHER JONATHAN'S LAMENT FOR SISTER CAROLINE [DECEMBER 2O, 1860] by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES A SHROPSHIRE LAD: 19. TO AN ATHLETE DYING YOUNG by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN THE LAY OF THE LOVELORN; PARODY OF TENNYSON'S 'LOCKSLEY HALL' by THEODORE MARTIN IDYLLS OF THE KING: MERLIN AND VIVIEN by ALFRED TENNYSON |