Ye winds, which sweep the grove's green tops,
And kiss the mountains hoar,
O softly stir the ocean-waves
Which sleep along the shore!
For my love sails the fairest ship
That wantons on the sea;
O bend his masts with pleasant gales,
And waft him hame to me.
O leave nae mair the bonnie glen,
Clear stream, and hawthorn grove.
Where first we walk'd in gloaming gray,
And sigh'd and look'd of love;
For faithless is the ocean wave,
And faithless is the wind:
Then leave nae mair my heart to break
'Mang Scotland's hills behind.
I am busy working to bring Allan Cunningham's "The Mariner" to life through some unique musical arrangements and will have a full analysis of the poem here for you later.
In the meantime, I invite you to explore the poem's themes, structure, and meaning. You can also check out the gallery for other musical arrangements or learn more about Allan Cunningham's life and contributions to literature.
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