The reek[12] of the cot hung o’er the plain,
Like a little wee cloud in the world its lane[13];
When the ingle[14] lowed[15] with an eery gleam,
Late, late in the gloamin’, Kilmeny came hame!
“Kilmeny, Kilmeny, where have you been?
Lang hae we sought baith holt and dene;
By linn[16], by ford, and green-wood tree,
Yet you are halesome and fair to see.
Where gat you that joup[17] of the lily sheen?