Excerpt from Walter and Emma: Or a Tale of Bothwell Bridge; With Other Poems
Walter and Emma,
or
A Tale of Bothwell Bridge.
Sweet Harp, I love thee! and thy soothing strain,
My bosom's solace I have often found,
Whether thy number warble to complain,
Or wake to gladness, with a sprightly sound.
My spirit follows through the magic round
Of all thy varied sweets, a willing slave.
O! let no tones uncouth the rapt ear wound
Whilst Inspiration's heavenly aid I crave,
To sing how lived the good, to sing how died the brave
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