Allan Cunningham

(7 December 1784 - 30 October 1842 / Dalswinton, Scotland)

The Sun Rises Bright In France - Poem by Allan Cunningham

THE sun rises bright in France,
   And fair sets he;
But he has tint the blythe blink he had
   In my ain countree.

O, it 's nae my ain ruin
   That saddens aye my e'e,
But the dear Marie I left behin'
   Wi' sweet bairnies three.

My lanely hearth burn'd bonnie,
   And smiled my ain Marie;
I've left a' my heart behin'
   In my ain countree.

The bud comes back to summer,
   And the blossom to the bee;
But I'll win back, O never,
   To my ain countree.

O, I am leal to high Heaven,
   Where soon I hope to be,
An' there I'll meet ye a' soon
   Frae my ain countree!

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003

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