The Land o' the Leal

Lady Nairne

1766 to 1845

Poem Image
Track 1

Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.

Easy Mode - Auto check enabled
To the land o' the leal.
This warld's cares are vain, John,
To the land o' the leal.
The joy that's aye to last
That sinfu' man e'er brought
Noo, fare-ye-weel, my ain John,
Our bonnie bairn's there, John,
And I'll welcome you
To the land o' the leal.
In the land o' the leal.
And oh! we grudged her sair
Sae free the battle fought, John,
There's neither cauld nor care, John,
To the land o' the leal.
And joy is comin' fast, John,
Oh! dry your glist'ning e'e, John,
There's nae sorrow there, John,
But sorrow's sel' wears past, John,
Noo, haud ye leal and true, John,
In the land o' the leal.
To the land o' the leal.
Sae dear's that joy was bought, John,
We'll meet, and we'll be fain,
My soul langs to be free, John,
I'm wearin' awa', John,
In the land o' the leal.
Like snaw when it's thaw, John,
Your day it's weel near through, John,
I'm wearin' awa'
She was baith gude and fair, John,
The day's aye fair
And angels beckon me