Unity By Violet Jacob

Unity By Violet Jacob     I dreamed that life and time and space were one,        And the pure trance of dawn;        The increase drawn    From all the journeys of the travelling sun,    And the long mysteries of sound and sight,        The whispering rains,    And far, calm waters set in lonely plains,        And cry of birds at night.     I dreamed that these and love […]

To A. H. J. By Violet Jacob

To A. H. J. By Violet Jacob     Past life, past tears, far past the grave,        The tryst is set for me,    Since, for our all, your all you gave        On the slopes of Picardy.     On Angus, in the autumn nights,        The ice-green light shall lie,    Beyond the trees the Northern Lights        Slant on the belts of sky.     But miles on miles […]

The Wild Geese By Violet Jacob

The Wild Geese By Violet Jacob     “O tell me what was on yer road, ye roarin’ norlan’ Wind,    As ye cam’ blawin’ frae the land that’s niver frae my mind?    My feet they traivel England, but I’m dee’in for the north.”    “My man, I heard the siller tides rin up the Firth o’ Forth.”     “Aye, Wind, I ken […]

The Whustlin’ Lad By Violet Jacob

The Whustlin’ Lad By Violet Jacob     There’s a wind comes doon frae the braes when the licht is spreadin’        Chilly an’ grey,    An’ the auld cock craws at the yett o’ the muirland steadin’        Cryin’ on day;    The hoose lies sound an’ the sma’ mune’s deein’ an’ weary        Watchin’ her lane,    The shadows creep by the dyke an’ the time seems […]

The Water-Hen By Violet Jacob

The Water-Hen By Violet Jacob     As I gae’d doon by the twa mill dams i’ the mornin’    The water-hen cam’ oot like a passin’ wraith    And her voice cam’ through the reeds wi’ a sound of warnin’,            “Faith – keep faith!”    “Aye, bird, tho’ ye see but ane ye may cry on baith!”     As I gae’d doon the field […]

The Twa Weelums By Violet Jacob

The Twa Weelums By Violet Jacob     I’m Sairgeant Weelum Henderson frae Pairth,             That’s wha I am!    There’s jist ae bluidy regiment on airth             That’s worth a damn;    An’ gin the bonniest fechter o’ the lot             Ye seek to see,    Him that’s the best – whaur ilka man’s a Scot –             Speir you at me!     Gin there’s a hash o’ Gairmans […]

The Tod By Violet Jacob

The Tod By Violet Jacob     There’s a tod aye blinkin’ when the nicht comes doon,    Blinkin’ wi’ his lang een an’ keekin’ roond an’ roon’,    Creepin’ by the fairmyaird when gloamin’ is to fa’,    And syne there’ll be a chicken or a deuk awa’ –    Aye, when the guidwife rises, there’s a deuk awa’!     There’s a lass sits greetin’ […]

The Shepherd To His Love By Violet Jacob

The Shepherd To His Love By Violet Jacob     Abune the hill ae muckle star is burnin’,        Sae saft an’ still, my dear, sae far awa,    There’s ne’er a wind, noo day to nicht is turnin’,        To lift the brainches o’ the whisperin’ shaw;     Aye, Jess, there’s nane to see,     There’s just the sheep an’ me,    And ane’s fair wastit […]

The Scarlet Lilies By Violet Jacob

The Scarlet Lilies By Violet Jacob     I see her as though she were standing yet        In her tower at the end of the town,    When the hot sun mounts and when dusk comes down,        With her two hands laid on the parapet;    The curve of her throat as she turns this way,        The bend of her body – I see […]

The Road To Marykirk By Violet Jacob

The Road To Marykirk By Violet Jacob     To Marykirk ye’ll set ye forth,    An’ whustle as ye step alang,    An’ aye the Grampians i’ the North    Are glow’rin’ on ye as ye gang.    By Martin’s Den, through beech an’ birk,    A breith comes soughin’, sweet an’ strang,        Alang the road to Marykirk.     Frae mony a field ye’ll hear the cry    O’ teuchits,[1] skirlin’ […]