Sydney Dobell Golden Poems
- 1. The Ballad Of Keith Of Ravelston
The murmur of the mourning ghost
That keeps the shadowy kine,
‘O Keith of Ravelston,
The sorrows of thy line!'
... - 2. Return!
Return, return! all night my lamp is burning,
All night, like it, my wide eyes watch and burn;
Like it, I fade and pale, when day returning
Bears witness that the absent can return,
... - 3. A Chanted Calendar
First came the primrose,
On the bank high,
Like a maiden looking forth
From the window of a tower
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