Excerpt from The Tweed: And Other Poems
The Tweed.
Description and Legend.
'Mid uplands first to wear the gleam of morn
And spread the early sheen of dewy grass,
While sweet wild flowers are breathing odours free,
And clear, air-borne, pathetic bleatings float,
And pewit's cry is heard, half-wail, half-wile, -
Voice dear unto the heart of solitude, -
And heron stalks, then slow majestic sails
Away short space, on low broad flapping wing; -
A lonely well uprises, sacred, clear.
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