Garland of songs/The lass o' Arranteinie

Garland of songs  (1820-1830) 
The lass o' Arranteinie

Dated from the Scottish Book Trade Index.


Forlorn among the Highland hills,
'midst nature's wildest grandeur,
By rocky dens an' woody glens,
with weary steps I wander;
The langsome way, the darksome day,
the mountain mist sae rainy,
Are nought to me when gaun to thee,
sweet Lass d'Arranteinie.

You mossy rose-bud down the howe,
just opening fresh and bonny,
Blinks sweetly 'neath the hazle-bough,
an's scarcely seen by ony;
Sae sweet amidst her native hills,
obscnrely blooms my Jeany,
Mair fair an gay than rosy May,
the flower o' Arranteinie.

Now from the mountain's lofty brow,
I view the distant ocean;
There Avarice guides the bounding prow,
ambition courts promotion,
Let Fortune pour her golden store.
her laurel'd favors many;
Give me but this, my soul's first wish;
the Lass o' Arranteinie.

This work was published before January 1, 1928, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.