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Elphinstone Kist   Maakers, History, Education

Coronach     by: Scott, Alexander

(For the dead of the 5th/7th Battalion, The Gordon Highlanders)

Waement the deid
I never did,
Owre gled I was ane o the lave
That somewey baid alive
To trauchle my thowless hert
Wi ithers’ hurt.

But nou that I’m far
Frae the fechtin’s fear,
Nou I hae won awa frae aa thon pain
Back til my beuks and my pen,
They croud aroun me out o the grave
Whaur love and langourie sae lanesome grieve.

Cryan the cauld words:
‘We hae dree’d our weirds,
But you that byde ahin,
Ayont our awesome hyne,
You are the flesh we aince had been,
We that are bruckle brokken bane.’

Cryan a drumlie speak:
‘You hae the words we spak,
You hae the sang
We canna sing,
Sen daith maun skail
The makar’s skill

‘Makar, frae nou ye maun
Be singan for us deid men,
Sing til the warld we loo’d
(For aa that its brichtness lee’d)
And tell hou the sudden nicht
Cam doun and made us nocht.’

Waement the deid
I never did,
But nou I am safe awa
I hear their wae
Greetan greetan dark and daw,
Their weird to sing, my weird to dae.



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