<html xmlns:tei="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><body><h1 align="" class="head">Lines Written on Loch Lomond</h1><h1 align="" class="head">I</h1><div class="stanza"><p class="line">LONELY I linger'd when you went,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:%">Recalling how the days had fled</p><p class="line">Each with its mingled treasure pent</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:%">Of shine and shade rememberèd. . . .</p><p class="line">Oh, how I crush'd the grapes divine,</p><p class="line">Blending a flood of wakeful wine.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">Next look'd I on the well-lov'd scene,</p><p class="line">Eager its ready wealth to glean:</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:%">And forg'd therefrom a cup of gold--</p><p class="line">Red hills, blue loch, and islands green--</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:%">(Rare alchemy!). So could it hold</p><p class="line">That vintage of our joy, and I</p><p class="line">Drink deep the draught of memory.</p></div><p><em>July,</em> 1914.</p><h1 align="" class="head">II</h1><div class="stanza"><p class="line">Love be not sad, but listen</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:%">To the laughter of the wave,</p><p class="line">Sweeping ever madly after</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:%">His desire above yon cave:</p><p class="line">See the leaping shingle glisten</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:%">With the fire his kisses gave. . .</p><p class="line">Oh, mingle, love, your laughter</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:%">With the laughter of the wave!</p></div><p><em>July,</em> 1914.</p></body></html> · Great War