And aye the lift be mirk an’ gray,
An deep the moss1 and steigh the brae
Where a’ maun gang —
There’s still an hoor in ilka day
For luve and sang.
And canty hearts are strangely steeled.
By some dikeside they’ll find a bield,
Some couthy neuk by muir or field
They’re sure to hit,
Where, frae the blatherin’ wind concealed2,
They’ll rest a bit.
An’ weel for them if kindly3 fate
Send ower the hills to them a mate;
They’ll crack a while o’ kirk an’ State,
O’ yowes an’ rain:
An’ when it’s time to take the gate,
Tak’ ilk his ain.
— Sic neuk beside the southern sea
I soucht — sic place o’ quiet lee
Frae a’ the winds o’ life. To me,
Fate, rarely fair,
Had set a freendly company
To meet me there.
Kindly by them they gart me sit,
An’ blythe was I to bide4 a bit.
Licht as o’ some hame fireside lit
My life for me.
— Ower early maun I rise an’ quit
This happy lee.
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1 moss | |
n.苔,藓,地衣 | |
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2 concealed | |
a.隐藏的,隐蔽的 | |
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adj.和蔼的,温和的,爽快的;adv.温和地,亲切地 | |
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v.忍耐;等候;住 | |
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