An Hour with Thee, by Sir Walter Scott
An hour with thee! When earliest day
Dapples with gold the eastern grey,
Oh, what can frame m...
Poems by Sir Walter Scott
Lochinvar, by Sir Walter Scott
Oh! Young Lochinvar is come out of the west,
Through all the wide Border his steed was the bes...
The Eve of St. John, by Sir Walter Scott
The baron of Smaylho'me rose with day,
He spurr'd his courser on,
Without stop or stay, down...