WHEN Maggie and I were acquaint I carried my noddle fu' hie; Nae lintwhite on a' the green plain, Nae gowdspink sae happy as me. But I saw her sae fair, and I lo'ed, I wooed, but I cam' nae great speed; So now I maun wander abroad, And lay my banes far frae the Tweed. To Maggie my love I did tell, Saut tears did my passion express; Alas! for I lo'ed her o'erweel, And the women lo'e sic a man less, Her heart it was frozen and cauld, Her pride had my ruin decreed; Therefore I will wander abroad, And lay my banes far frae the Tweed. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HIGH PLAINS RAG by JAMES GALVIN TO TIME by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON BATTLEDORE AND SHUTTLECOCK by AMY LOWELL SONG FOR A VIOLA D'AMORE by AMY LOWELL DRAW THE SWORD, O REPUBLIC by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: PENNIWIT, THE ARTIST by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |