William Soutar Poems
- The Quiet Ayont the Caller Fountain Whan gowks were in the ...
- Epitaph They delv'd a saft hole For Johnnie McNeel: He ...
- Song End is in beginning; And in beginning end: Death is ...
- Black Day A skelp frae his teacher For a’ he cudna spell: A...
- The Trysting Place O luely, luely, cam she in And luely she ...
- The Makar Nae man wha loves the lawland tongue but warstles ...
- Riddles Spindle-shank gangs owre the flair Wi’ his ae leg in...
William Soutar was a Scottish poet, born 1898. He served in the navy in World War I, and afterwards studied at the University of Edinburgh, where he encountered the work of Hugh MacDiarmid. This led to a radical alteration in his work, and he became a leading poet of the Scottish Literary Renaissance and 'one of the greatest poets Scotland has produced'. In 1924, he was diagnosed with ankylosing spondylitis. From 1930 he was bedridden. He died of tuberculosis in 1943. His journal, Diary of a Dying Man, was published posthumously and is considered to 'put him into the rank of the great diarists'
One form of verse which he used was the cinquain (now known as American cinquain),these... more »
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Ayont the Caller Fountain
Whan gowks were in the schaw,
We gether'd the wild roses
That were sae white and sma';
And kent they süne wud fa'.
We gether'd the wild roses,
And heard on yon hillside
The burn rin to the water
That was baith deep and wide,
And taen it to the tide.
Whaur are the merry faces;
The herts that aince were dear?
Listen! there is a quiet
Steady ablow a' steer:
The sang we didna hear.
Beyond the fresh fountain
When cuckoos were in the wood
We gathered the wild roses
That were so white and ...