O, mirk and rainy is the nicht,
There’s no’ a star in a’ the cairey.
Lightning gleams across the sky
And winds they blow wi’ winters fury.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Chorus<\/em>. Fearfu’ saughs the boortree bank, Abune ma breath, I daurnae speak, Well, she’s ope’d the door; she’s let him in. O, noo that you’re waukened, Maggie, O, mirk and rainy is the nicht,There’s no’ a star in a’ the cairey.Lightning gleams across the skyAnd winds they blow wi’ winters fury. Chorus.O, are ye sleeping, Maggie?O, are ye sleeping, Maggie?Let me in, for loud the linnIs roarin’ ower the warlock’s craigie. Fearfu’ saughs the boortree bank,The rifted wood roars wild and dreary.Loud … <\/p>\n
O, are ye sleeping, Maggie?
O, are ye sleeping, Maggie?
Let me in, for loud the linn
Is roarin’ ower the warlock’s craigie.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The rifted wood roars wild and dreary.
Loud the iron yett does clank,
And cries o’ howlets mak’ me eerie.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For fear I rouse your wakeful daddy.
Cauld’s the blast upon my cheek,
O rise, O rise my bonnie lassie.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He’s cuist aside his dreepin’ plaidie.
Ye can blaw your worst, ye winds and rain,
Since, Maggie, noo I’m here aside ye.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
O, noo that you’re waukened, Maggie,
What care I for howlet’s cry,
For roarin’ linn or warlock’s craigie?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"