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Updated: May 7, 2025
We had a mighty conceit of ourselves you know how it is, Brower, with a green lad but we were a mind to be modest, with all our learning, so we made an agreement: I would blaw his horn and he would blaw mine. We were not to lack appreciation.
If I have not got polite tattle, modish manners, and fashionable dress, I am not sickened and disgusted with the multiform curse of boarding-school affectation; and I have got the handsomest figure, the sweetest temper, the soundest constitution, and the kindest heart in the country." It was during the honeymoon, as he calls it, that he wrote the beautiful "O a' the airts the wind can blaw."
But in every case he left the song a far more beautiful thing than he found it. None of them perhaps is more beautiful than that he now wrote to his Jean "Of a' the airts* the wind can blaw, I dearly like the wet, For there the bonnie lassie lives, The lassie I lo'e best: The wild-woods grow and rivers row, And mony a hill between; But day and night my fancy's flight Is ever wi' my Jean.
Jocky an' Jeamy an' Tammy oot there, A' i' the boatie gaed doon; An' I'm ower auld to fish ony mair, An' I hinna the chance to droon. An' it's oh to win awa', awa'! &c. An' Jeanie she grat to ease her hert, An' she easit hersel' awa' But I'm ower auld for the tears to stert, An' sae the sighs maun blaw. An' it's oh to win awa', awa'! &c.
Gibbie, who had thrown himself down on the other bank, and lay listening, at once detected the change in the tone of his utterance, and before he ceased had concluded that he was not reading them, and that they were his own. Rin, burnie! clatter; To the sea win: Gien I was a watter, Sae wad I rin. Blaw, win', caller, clean! Here an' hyne awa': Gien I was a win', Wadna I blaw!
"But o' a' the airts, An' o' a' the pairts, In herts, Whan the tane to the tither says na, An' the north win' begins to blaw." "What a terrible song, Donal!" said Ginevra. He made no reply, but went on, leading her down into the pit: he had been afraid she was going to draw back, and sang the first words her words suggested, knowing she would not interrupt him.
"God blaw on the smoking flax, and tie up the bruised reed!" he was saying to himself aloud, when in walked the minister.
I thought to myself, 'What's going to be the upshot of this? when the man called out again, sharply this time, 'A red light on the port bow! The miner quite excitedly shouted at the top of his voice, 'Blaw the b y thing oot, then, and let's hear ne mair aboot it!" At this conclusion the two captains laughed heartily, and so did Yaunie.
Step by step he drew near to the place where Ruby and Minnie were concealed, muttering to himself, as he looked at each spot that might possibly suit his purpose, "Na, na, the waves wad wash the kegs oot o' that if it cam' on to blaw." He made another step forward, and the light fell almost on the head of Ruby, who felt Minnie's arm tremble.
A month or two previous to the composition of his first satire he had written what Gilbert calls his first poem, The Epistle to Davie, 'a brother poet, lover, ploughman, and fiddler. It is worthy of notice that, in the opening lines of this poem 'While winds frae aff Ben Lomond blaw, And bar the doors wi' driving snaw, And hing us ower the ingle'
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