A Highland Regiment/Sonnet

ACH time we meet, my dear, I fancy you, A maiden both familiar and strange, For still I see a girl I never knew And see my own dear love without a change ; And while young love is born within my heart, As on his birthday half a year ago, I mourn that we are kept so long apart. And welcome joyfully the love I know. As when a rover under foreign skies From some clear hill beholds a smiling plain. And long-forgotten meadows meet his eyes. And memory awakens in his brain, And suddenly he sees with glad surprise The open doorway of his home again.

, 1913