A blessing on the tinkers, and on him
Who was their monarch--he who laid him down
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Sam Adamson, the driver, he
Flung a bunch of waste to me.
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A spirit sang from the edge of a cloud
A wondrous melody.
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Thou midnight wind, let not a whisper wave
The stillness all around, until we lay
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I went to-night by the wooden bridge
That steps across the stream;
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Lucy is but a child as yet,
And full of mirth and glee,
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Glory in winning a maid in the first wild heat of our youth,
When heaven comes down to the earth, and we walk in a Paradise;
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Mide lake that laps with a most liquid tongue
The base of these worn ruins. Have ye naught
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Spirit that walkest on these waters, now
Unseen but ever heard, take thou the form
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A little cottage just atop the brae,
That now within its patch of ground is shown,
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He sleeps among the hills he knew,
They look upon his early rest,
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The silent dead go marching down,
With not a single banner flown;
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The great Napoleon! and these simple hairs
Are from his head! Behind him I can see
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I see him yet, that grey old man,
Whose fiddle made many a winter night
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Die Sonne tönt nach alter weise.--\Goethe\
He rises as of old, he flings
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When first I saw the Tweed, the light
Of autumn, tender, sad and grey,
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Within an unseen cage he sings,
Hung high above t e rush of feet,
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Last year I sat within my room,
And heard the cricket in the gloom
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Bonnie May Wyllie cam' oot o' the toun
When the deein' sunlicht lay
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Twa miles frae here, or maybe mair,
A herd's hoose sits atween twa wuds,
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A lark lap up frae the daisied field,
An', O, but his sang was sweet;
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Oh, glorious time! (my spirit thus must speak).
The incensed breeze from every nook is blown,
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A down the vista of the fading years,
With solemn step and slow,
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Two eyes, whose light I lost when death
Came in and took away the breath,
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God said, "I take my stand behind
Men, Nature, and the shaping mind.
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I lay beneath the long slim wires,
And heard them murmur like desires,
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If any song that I have sung
Should rest a moment on the lips,
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We left the dear old house behind,
And where the moon was glancing,
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Like the songs I have heard in childhood
Comes thy voice, O thrush, to me,
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Oor Sis is a mitherly sort o' a bairn,
An unco gleg thing, an' sae easy to learn,
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