INVERQUHARITY
Aside the Quharity burnI ken na what I’m seein’Wi’ the licht near deein’An’ the lang year at the turn;But the dog that gangs wi’ meCreeps whingein’ at my knee,And we baith haud thegitherLike a lad an’ his britherAt the water o’ Quharity.Alang the Quharity glenI mind on warlock’s faces,I’ the still, dark placesWhaur the trees hae airms like men;And I ken the beast can seeYon een that’s watchin’ me,Whaur the arn-boughs darkenAn’ I’m owre fear’d to harkenI’ the glen o’ Quharity.By Quharity Castle wa’sThe toor is like a prison,Or a deid man risenAmang the birken shaws;And the sweit upon my breeIs drappin’ cauld frae meTill the ill spell’s brokenBy the Haly Word spokenAt the wa’s o’ Quharity.Alang the Valley o’ DeithThere’ll be mony a warlock wait’nWi’ the thrangin’ hosts o’ Sat’nTill I tak’ my hin’maist breith;An’ I’m fear’d there winna beThe dog to gang wi’ meAn’ I doot the way is wearierAn’ the movin’ shadows eerierThan the jaws o’ Quharity.But I’ll whisper the Haly NameFor thae list’nin’ lugs to hear me,An’ the herds o’ Hell’ll fear meAn’ tak’ the road they came;For the wild dark wings’ll fleeFrae their bield in branch an’ tree—Nae mair the black airms thrawin’!Nae mair the ill sough blawin’!For my day o’ days is dawin’Owre the Castle o’ Quharity!