Cameronian Dream (Joanna Baillie Poems)
IN a dream of the night I was wafted away,To the moorland of mist where the martyrs lay;Where Cameron's sword ...
IN a dream of the night I was wafted away,To the moorland of mist where the martyrs lay;Where Cameron's sword ...
WHEN ev'ning listen'd to the dipping oar,Forgetting the loud city's ceaseless roar,By the green banks, where Thames, with conscious pride,Reflects ...
Even now methinksEach little cottage of my native valeSwells out its earthen sides, upheaves its roof,Like to a hillock moved ...
THE harper who sat on his green mossy seat,And harped to the youngsters so loud and so sweet,The far distant ...
NOT love, nor war, nor the tumultuous swellOf civil conflicts, nor the wrecks of change,And duty struggling with afflictions strange,Not ...
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