Caledonian Society of Sweden                  

Every month we will post a new poem selected by the Calsoc team to deliver some beautiful and inspiring Scottish prose to fill the hearts of all our Scottish/Swedish fellows with a bit of nostalgia.


May 2021 we have chosen : Afton Water


 



Afton Water

Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes,

Flow gently, I’ll sing thee a song in thy praise;

My Mary’s asleep by thy murmuring stream,

Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream.


Thou stock-dove, whose echo resounds thro’ the glen,

Ye wild whistling blackbirds in yon thorny den,

Thou green-crested lapwing, thy screaming forbear,

I charge you disturb not my slumbering fair.


How lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighbouring hills,

Far mark’d with the courses of clear winding rills;

There daily I wander as noon rises high,

My flocks and my Mary’s sweet cot in my eye.


How pleasant thy banks and green vallies below,

Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow;

There oft, as mild ev’ning leaps over the lea,

The sweet-scented birk shades my Mary and me.


Thy chrystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides,

And winds by the cot where my Mary resides,

How wanton thy waters her snowy feet lave,

As gathering sweet flowrets she stems thy clear wave.


Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes,

Flow gently, sweet river, the theme of my lays;

My Mary’s asleep by thy murmuring stream,

Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream.



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