Violet Jacob Year Poems

  • 1.
    O Alec, up at Soutar's fairm,
    You, that's sae licht o' he'rt,
    I ken ye passin' by the tune
    Ye whustle i' the cairt;
    ...
  • 2.
    Maggie, I ken that ye are happ'd in glory
    And nane can gar ye greet;
    The joys o' Heaven are evermair afore ye,
    It's licht about yer feet.
    ...
  • 3.
    Craigo Woods, wi' the splash o' the cauld rain beatin'
    I' the back end o' the year,
    When the clouds hang laigh wi' the weicht o' their load o' greetin'
    And the autumn wind's asteer;
    ...
  • 4.
    Lay me in yon place, lad,
    The gloamin's thick wi' nicht;
    I canna' see yer face, lad,
    For my een's no richt,
    ...
  • 5.
    (To A Pipe Tune)


    O, it's fine when the New and the Auld Year meet,
    ...
  • 6.
    Out in the upland places,
    I see both dale and down,
    And the ploughed earth with open scores
    Turning the green to brown.
    ...
  • 7.
    The year declines, and yet there is
    A clearness, as of hinted spring;
    And chilly, like a virgin's kiss,
    The cold light touches everything.
    ...
  • 8.
    The weary, weary days gang by,
    The weary nichts they fa',
    I mauna rest, I canna lie
    Since my ain bairn's awa'.
    ...
  • 9.
    Laddie, my lad, when ye gang at the tail o' the plough
    An' the days draw in,
    When the burnin' yellow's awa' that was aince a-lowe
    On the braes o' whin,
    ...
Total 9 Year Poems by Violet Jacob

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Ron Scrimgeour: Such a talent and so often overlooked. From her poetry, to her children's books and the Indian diaries, Violet Jacob is a giant of Scottish literature. And when you consider Flemington - the Jacobite epic tale of Angus - Violet Jacob is in a class of her own. Skirlin' Wattie, the beggar piper, steals every paragraph he is featured in.

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