MacColl, Ewen
1915–89
1
And I used to sleep standing on my feet
As we hunted for the shoals of herring.
"The Shoals of Herring" (1960 song, from the BBC Radio broadcast
Singing the Fishing
)
McCord, David
1897–
1
By and by
God caught his eye.
"Remainders" (1935); epitaph for a waiter
McCoy, Horace
1897–1955
1
They shoot horses don't they.
title of novel (1935)
McCrae, John
1872–1918
1
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row.
"In Flanders Fields" (1915)
MacDiarmid, Hugh
1892–1978
1
Scotland small? Our multiform, our infinite Scotland
small
?
Only as a patch of hillside may be a cliché corner
To a fool who cries "Nothing but heather!"…
Direadh
1 (1974)
2
The rose of all the world is not for me.
I want for my part
Only the little white rose of Scotland
That smells sharp and sweet—and breaks the heart.
"The Little White Rose" (1934)
MacDonald, George
1824–1905
1
Where did you come from, baby dear?
Out of the everywhere into here.
At the Back of the North Wind
(1871) ch. 33 "Song"
MacDonald, Ramsay
1866–1937
1
Tomorrow every Duchess in London will be wanting to kiss me!
after forming the National Government, 25 August 1931
Viscount Snowden
An Autobiography
(1934) vol. 2