' Hie away, hie away, 

 Over bank and over brae, 

 Where the copsewood is the greenest, 

 Where the fountains glisten sheenest. 

 Where the Lady-fern grows strongest, 

 Where the morning dew lies longest. 

 Where the blackcock sweetest sips it, 

 Where the fairy latest trips it ; 

 Hie to haunts right seldom seen, 

 Lovely, lonesome, cool and green. 

 Over bank, and over brae. 



Hie away ! Hie away ! ' 



Walter Scott. 



