ALISON Cockburn (nee Rutherford), 1712-1794, was a poet and song-writer, admired by Burns, friendly with Hume, and a lively hostess in Edinburgh literary circles.

This version of the Flodden lament is less well known than that of Jean Elliot (1727-1805) but is also powerful.

THE FLOWERS OF THE FOREST

I've seen the smiling of Fortune beguiling,

I've tasted her favours, and felt her decay:

Sweet is her blessing , and kind her caressing;

But soon it is fled - it is fled far away.

I've seen the Forest adorned the foremost

With flowers of the fairest - most pleasant and gay:

Full sweet was their blooming - their scent the air perfuming;

But now they are wither'd an a' wede away.

I've seen the morning with gold the hills adorning,

And the red tempest storming before parting day:

I've seen Tweed's silver streams, glittering in the sunny beams,

Grow drumly and dark as they roll'd on their way.

O fickle Fortune! Why this cruel sporting?

Why thus perplex us poor sons of a day?

Thy frowns cannot fear me, thy smiles cannot cheer me -

Since the Flowers of the Forest are a' wede away.

Wede awa=carried off by death