Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed. Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes.
Scotland: Vols. VI–VIII. 1876–79.
The Lass o Arranteenie
By Robert Tannahill (17741810)F
Midst Nature’s wildest grandeur,
By rocky dens and woody glens
With weary steps I wander.
The langsome way, the darksome day,
The mountain mist sae rainy,
Are naught to me when gaun to thee,
Sweet lass o’ Arranteenie.
Just opening fresh and bonny,
Blinks sweetly ’neath the hazel bough,
And ’s scarcely seen by ony;
Sae sweet amidst her native hills
Obscurely blooms my Jeanie,
Mair fair and gay than rosy May,
The flower o’ Arranteenie.
I view the distant ocean,
There Avarice guides the bounding prow,
Ambition courts promotion:—
Let Fortune pour her golden store,
Her laurelled favors many;
Give me but this, my soul’s first wish,
The lass o’ Arranteenie.