Castle Gordon. - Tune, Morag. - 1. Streams that glide in orient plains, Never bound in winter's chains, Glowing here on golden sands, There imix'd with foulest stains, From Tyranny's empurpled hands; There, their richly-gleaming waves, I leave the tyrants and their slaves; Give me the stream that sweetly laves The banks by Castle Gordon.- 2. Torrid forests ever gay, Shading from the burning ray, Hapless wretches sold to toil, Or the ruthless Native's way Bent on ravage, blood and spoil:
3 Wildly here without controul Nature reigns and rules the whole; In that sober, pensive mood Dearest to the feeling soul She plants the forest, pours the flood. Life's poor day I'll musing rave, And find at night a shelt'ring cave, Where waters flow and wild woods wave By bonny Castle Gordon.- ------
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Key details
- Archive number
- NTS/02/25/BRN/02/132
- Alt. number
- 3.6298
- Date
- 1787
- On display
- No
- Creator
- Burns, Robert (Author)
- Archive number
- NTS/02/25/BRN/02/132
- Alt. number
- 3.6298
- Date
- 1787
- On display
- No
- Creator
- Burns, Robert (Author)
Description
Castle Gordon Manuscript, Begins: Streams that glide in orient plains. 3 four-line verses. Tune - Morag. c1787.
This piece was written after visiting the seat of Alexander, 4th Duke of Gordon, near Fochabers in September 1787.
It was on this occasion that R.B. and William Nichol had a serious argument concerning the latter being kept waiting at Fochabers Inn while Robert Burns was entertained by the Duke and the Duchess.
Archive information
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Hierarchy
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Robert Burns, collection of poems and songs
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a sub-fonds is a subdivision in the archival material)
- Castle Gordon Manuscript