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The Moon Was A-Waning

  • (Ian McCalman / James Hogg)

    The moon was a-waning, the tempest was over
    Fair was the maiden, and fond was the lover
    But the snow was so deep that his heart it grew weary
    And he sunk down to sleep in the moorland so dreary

    Soft was the bed she had made for her lover
    White were the sheets and embroidered the cover
    But his sheets are more white, and his canopy grander
    And sounder he sleeps where the hill foxes wander

    Alas, pretty maiden, what sorrows attend you
    I see you sit shivering with lights at your window
    But long may you wait ere your arms shall enclose him
    For still, still he lies with a wreath on his bosom

    How painful the task the sad tidings to tell you
    An orphan you were ere this misery befell you
    And far in yon wild where the dead-tapers hover
    So cold, cold and wan lies the corpse of your lover

    (as sung by The McCalmans)

Susannes Folksong-Notizen

  • [1970:] Born in Ettrick Forest, [James Hogg (1770-1835)] spent his early days as a shepherd, but he was discovered by Scott while collecting material for his 'Border Minstrelsy', and taken under that ample wing. He had almost no formal education, [...] but he soon became famous among the famous of his time - helped by his magnificent personality. He farmed most of his life and left a variety of notable works [...]. (Penguin Book of Scottish Verse 15f)

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