My Heart's In The Highlands

Farewell to the Highlands, farewell to the North,
The birth-place of Valour, the country of Worth;
Wherever I wander, wherever I rove,
The hills of the Highlands for ever I love.

My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here;
My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer;
A-chasing the wild-deer, and following the roe,
My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go.

Farewell to the mountains high covered with snow;
Farewell to the straths and green valleys below;
Farewell to the forests and wild-hanging woods;
Farewell to the torrents and loud-pouring floods.

My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here;
My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer;
A-chasing the wild-deer, and following the roe,
My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go.

by Robert Burns

Comments (12)

does anyone know what type of poem this is?
I feel the poet is asking us to take a leap of imagination into the realm of the heavens. " Highlands" though it may be a physical place, it is also one of the ethereal realms. His love abundant there, no matter where he goes. His chasing the deer suggests a folly, a unity, and even a dance with nature so pure. There is much here. I've said enough. :)
Beautiful poem....//////////
A great poem, but this crappy electronic voice... it would be better I never heard it, especially reading a poem!
This is shit
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