Queen Hynde James Hogg

Excerpt from Queen Hynde: A Poem, in Six Books

Queen Hynde.

Grim as the wolf that guards his young,

Above the dark defile he hung,

With targe and claymore forward flung;

The stoutest heart, the proudest tongue,

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