To celebrate the wedding of Ian and Francesca on 21st June 2014.

A wee poem for you both.

The Castle of Mains

Ancient castle of the Mains,

With your romantic scenery

And surrounding plains,

Which seem most beautiful to the eye,

And the little rivulet running by,

Which the weary traveller can drink of when he feels dry.

And the heaven's breath smells sweetly there,

And scented perfumes fill the air,

Emanating from the green trees and beautiful wild flowers growing there.

There the people can enjoy themselves

And wile away the time,

By admiring the romantic scenery

In the beautiful sunshine;

And pull the little daisy,

As they carelessly recline

Upon the grassy green banks,

Which is most charming to see,

Near by the Castle of the Mains,

Not far from Dundee.

Then there's the old burying-ground,

Most solemn to see,

And the silent dead reposing silently

Amid the shady trees,

In that beautiful fairy dell

Most lovely to see,

Which in the summer season

Fills the people's hearts with glee,

To hear the birds singing and the humming of the bee.

William Topaz McGonagall