Марион Ангус (Marion Angus)

Spring

THE green corn springs
In the warmth o’ the rain.
The robin pipes
On a kirk yaird stane,
A ring o’ gowd’s
On the neck o’ the doo,
The lammie suckles at the ewe,
An’ ma he’rt’s fu’
As I gang ma lane
Whaur robin sings
On a kirk yaird stane.

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