"Scottish poet and translator Edwin George Morgan (27 April 1920 – 17 August 2010) wrote this poem 'Lady Grange on St Kilda', from Sonnets from Scotland (1984): They say I'm mad, but who would not be mad on Hirta, when the winter raves along the bay and howls through my stone hut, so strong they thought I was and so I am, so bad they thought I was and beat me black and blue and banished me, my mouth of bloody teeth and banished me to live and cry beneath the shriek of sea-birds, and eight children too we had, my lord, though I know what you are, sleekit Jacobite, showed you up, you bitch, and screamed outside your close at Niddry's Wynd, until you set your men on me, and far I went from every friend and solace, which was cruel, out of mind, out of my mind. " http://www.transceltic.com/scottish/remarkable-story-of-imprisoned-lady-of-st-kilda
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