Malcolm’s Heir (Joanna Baillie Poems)
O, go not by Dunorloch's wallsWhen the moon is in the wane,And cross not o'er Dunorloch's bridge,The farther bank to ...
O, go not by Dunorloch's wallsWhen the moon is in the wane,And cross not o'er Dunorloch's bridge,The farther bank to ...
THE frith is crossed, the previous war-fare past,Through swampy plains, dark woods and deserts vast,O'er heaths, and flowery slopes and ...
THOSE , Lord, who raise their souls to thee,Not alway sink on bended knee.On earth's vast space of sea and ...
LIGHT was her step, no sound her movements made;With bending head, her breath she scarcely drewBefore that couch on which ...
IN the sun's eye I sate, nor deem'd his rayToo bright to gaze on, for the autumnal breeze,Though gently whispering ...
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