Not for silver pound but for the winsome lady
The boat man did not tarry, unleashed his ferry
Plunged into raging waters ignoring the lashes
Fool or angel? Finally lay in the watery grave.
In the game of chieftains the poor man
A wraith? Avenging the pinch of old fume?
The ordinary dying for others a foolish practice
The ferry overturned haply this message to carry.
The daughter cried for life leaving the Lord wailing
The fate of anger portrayed for a story
The boat, however, knew the lover be slain
As his blood would be insufficient for a feudal blade.
I asked Thomas as to who is the real hero
Lovers died like timids holding each other in fear
The Lord is villain boasting of royal blood.
Got no answer, that is why, I hate love stories.
Written after reading Thomas Campbell’s Lord Ullin’s Daughter .The story in the poem describes the death of a couple and remorse of the ruthless father. It does not contain a single line to sing about the end of the boat man-a commoner who sacrificed his life.
