A Highland Regiment/Verses to Two Children

ARLINGS, if I may call you so, I fear that I can only sing Of sorrows that your elders know. To you I send a better thing.

Oh may you wander many a day Across the great Gromboolian plain. Because, when I was far away. You came and brought me back again.

Because, when darkness covered me, You came and took me by the hand. And opened my blind eyes to see The little hills of Fairyland.

, 1912