The Book of Scottish Song/Myot's lofty brow

Myot’s lofty brow.

[Thomas Smail.—Here first printed. Myot hill, situated about two miles west of Denny, in Stirlingshire, affords a varied and beautiful prospect of the banks of "the dark-winding Carron, still pleasing to see," the Ochill hills, Firth of Forth, Arthur's Seat, Edinburgh and Glasgow Railway and Canal, &c.; and is much resorted to by pedestrians.]

Again on Myot's lofty brow,
With bounding heart I stand,
Commanding many a lovely view
Of hill, and dale, and strand.

Here often in my youthful days
I ran with joyous glee;
But far I've wander'd since through life,
On land, on lake, on sea.

My early friends who shar'd my joy,
Whose mirth resounded high,
Where now are they? In death's embrace,
Within the grave, they lie.

Our youthful days! when hopes were bright,
And all appear'd serene,
How ill-exchang'd for other times
Of life's rough chequer'd scene.

'Tis here, when all is past and gone,
I'd like my grave to be;
But mark'd by no sepulchral stone,
Or weeping willow-tree.

For here in life my breast full gush'd
With joyous tides of glee;
And here in death, when all is hush'd,
My heart may throb to be.

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