Compare this to the humdrum life of our women in Scotland with their brothers and cousins, "A WEDE awa" to the uttermost ends of the Empire, and never a Viceroy or Royalty of any description to show above their level horizon-that is intolerable.
"From Edinburgh to India & Burmah"
William G. Burn Murdoch
3 In hairst, at the shearing, nae youths now are jeering, The bandsters are lyart, and runkled, and gray; At fair, or at preaching, nae wooing, nae fleeching- The Flowers of the Forest are a' WEDE away.
"Specimens with Memoirs of the Less-known British Poets, Vol. 3"
George Gilfillan
Nae mair your smiles can cheer me, Nae mair your frowns can fear me; For the Flowers of the Forest are a' WEDE away.
"Specimens with Memoirs of the Less-known British Poets, Vol. 3"
George Gilfillan
