David Hume: Ance tha corncrake ca’d

David Hume: Ance tha corncrake ca’d

A Poem by David Hume

A hae hear’d tha corncrake ca’
O’er tha braes in summer
A bonnie ca’ forenest tha hills
That noo in silence slummer

A hae hear’d the peewee cry
Frae Lockstown moss in misty rain
And anes a spied a mother’s chicks
In a quare wee row, walkin’ up the lane

A hae hear’d tha cuckoo ca’
Frae somewhere down tha whinny brae
A hae seen tha wild geese pass
Makin their way aroon tha sky

Tha days are no that lang gane
But tha corncrake’s ca’ will no return
The wains the day will hae tae wonner aye
What it wus like on tha summer braes

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