The noble Maxwells and their powers Are coming o'er the border, And they'll gae big Terreagles' towers And set them a' in order. And they declare Terreagles fair, For their abode they choose it; There's no a heart in a' the land But's lighter at the news o't. Tho' stars in skies may disappear, And angry tempests gather; The happy hour may soon be near That brings us pleasant weather: The weary night o' care and grief May hae a joyfu' morrow; so dawning day has brought relief, Farewell our night o' sorrow. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CLARK STREET BRIDGE by CARL SANDBURG WHEN ALL IS DONE by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR A FAREWELL TO TOBACCO by CHARLES LAMB THE COLLAR-BONE OF A HARE by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS QUATORZAINS: 2. THOUGHTS by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES NATALIA'S RESURRECTION: 3 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |