Claud Halcro’s Song (Sir Walter Scott Poems)
Farewell to Northmaven,Grey Hillswicke, farewell!The storms on thy haven,The storms on thy fell -To each breeze that can varyThe mood ...
Farewell to Northmaven,Grey Hillswicke, farewell!The storms on thy haven,The storms on thy fell -To each breeze that can varyThe mood ...
Our brows are bound with spindrift and the weed is on our knees; Our loins are battered 'neath us by ...
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