Warksbrn

This is from a cutting found in the Heritage Centre donations to the collections - provenance and date unknown, author only marked as J.B. (Ed: I cannot find this poem via a Google search)

Away on Hainings lofty heights
In musing mood I strayed
Among the bonny Betty knows
Where snowy lambkins played

At Whygate by the running burn
The silvery fishes gleam
The Crookbank with it's rocket cliffs
Where cunning foxes dream

With Roses Bower next in view
Thise ancient tale I'll tel
Of how the faithful teacher drank
From out the Hally Well

And there The Ash in beauty stands
Beneath it's shady tree
And fair Hetherington commands
A pleasure sweet to me

Crossridge's waving wood I spy
Down 'neth yon budding thorn
Where the dusky linnet sings
Sweetly in early morn

On Woodley Shield's heathery fell
A moment there to stay
To seen the bonnie heather bells
That cheers me on my way
J.B.