My Gentle Hugh Herries

Go seek in the wild glen,
Where streamlets are falling, -
Go seek on the lone hill,
Where curlews are calling, -
Go seek where the clear stars
Shine down without number,
For there ye will find him
My true love in slumber.

They sought in the wild glen -
The glen was forsaken;
They sought on the mountain,
'Mang lang lady bracken;
And sore, sore they hunted
My true love to find him,
With the strong bands of iron
To fetter and bind him.

Yon green hill I 'll give thee
Where falcons are flying,
To shew me the den, where
This bold traitor 's lying -
O make me of Nithsdale's
Fair princedom the heiress,
Is that worth one smile of
My gentle Hugh Herries?

The white bread, the sweet milk,
And ripe fruits I found him,
And safe in my fond arms,
I clasp'd, and I wound him:
I warn you - go not where
My true lover tarries,
For sharp smites the sword of
My gentle Hugh Herries.

They rein'd their proud war-steeds,
Away they went sweeping,
Behind them dames wail'd, and
Fair maidens went weeping;
But deep in you wild glen,
'Mang banks of blae-berries,
I dwell with my loved one,
My gentle Hugh Herries.

Allan Cunningham . 1784-1842

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Allan Cunningham
born 1784, died 1842

Poems

It 's Hame, And It 's Hame
The Sun Rises Bright In France
The Thistle's Grown Aboon The Rose
The Lovely Lass Of Inverness
The Waes O' Scotland
My Gentle Hugh Herries
Gordon Of Brackley
She 'S Gane To Dwall In Heaven
Nature
A Wet Sheet And A Flowing Sea

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