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The Catrine woods were yellow seen, The flowers decay'd on Catrine lea ; Nae lav'rock sang on hillock green, But Nature sicken'd on the e'e ; Thro' faded groves Maria sang, Hersel' in beauty's bloom the while, And ay the wild-wood echoes rang : — “Fareweel the braes of Ballochmyle. Low in your wintry beds, ye flowers, Again ye'll flourish fresh and fair; Ye birdies dumb, in with'ring bowers, Again ye'll charm the vocal air. But here, alas! for me nae mair Shall birdie charm, or flowret smile : Fareweel the bonnie banks of Ayr ! Fareweel ! fareweel sweet Ballochmyle!”
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Confirmed with The Complete Poetical Works of Robert Burns, Cambridge edition, Boston and New York, Houghton Mifflin Company, 1897, page 225.
GLOSSARYLea = grassy pasture;
Lav'rock = lark;
Braes = hillsides
Text Authorship:
- by Robert Burns (1759 - 1796), "The braes o' Ballochmyle" [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by (Franz) Joseph Haydn (1732 - 1809), "The braes of Ballochmyle", Hob. XXXIa no. 226, JHW. XXXII/4 no. 271 (1803). [voice, violin, cello, and piano] [text verified 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations, and transliterations (if applicable):
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , title unknown, copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Research team for this page: Ferdinando Albeggiani , Pierre Mathé [Guest Editor]
This text was added to the website: 2011-09-10
Line count: 16
Word count: 95
On voyait les bois jaunes de Catrine, Les fleurs se flétrissaient sur la prairie de Catrine ; Aucune alouette ne chantait sur la verte colline, Mais la nature semblait s'étioler ; Maria chantait dans les bois mourants, Elle-même à ce moment dans la fleur de sa beauté, Et toujours les échos du bois inhabité disaient : « Adieu, coteaux de Ballochmyle. Fleurs au fond de vos lits hivernaux, Vous refleurirez, fraîches et belles ; Oiseaux muets dans vos berceaux fanés, Vous charmerez encore l'air de vos vocalises. Mais ici, hélas ! Pour moi plus jamais Les oiseaux ne charmeront, les fleurs ne souriront : Adieu, belle rives de l'Ayr ! Adieu ! Adieu aimable Ballochmyle ! »
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Translation of the title "The braes o' Ballochmyle" = "Les coteaux de Ballochmyle"Text Authorship:
- Translation from Scottish (Scots) to French (Français) copyright © 2014 by Pierre Mathé, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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Based on:
- a text in Scottish (Scots) by Robert Burns (1759 - 1796), "The braes o' Ballochmyle"
This text was added to the website: 2014-11-24
Line count: 16
Word count: 108