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SONNETS ON THE SCENERY OF THE TWEED: 6. 'THE BUSH ABOON TRAQUAIR' by DAVID MACBETH MOIR

First Line: AS SPEAKS THE SEA-SHELL FROM THE WINDOW-SILL
Last Line: THINKING OF SCOTLAND, SCARCE FORBEARS TO WEEP!
Subject(s): TWEED (RIVER), ENGLAND AND SCOTLAND;
As speaks the sea-shell from the window-sill
Of cottage-home, far inland, to the soul
Of the bronzed veteran, till he hears the roll
Of ocean 'mid its islands chafing still;
As speaks the love-gift to the lonely heart
Of her, whose hopes are buried in the grave
Of him, whom tears, prayer, passion could not save,
And Fate but link'd, that Death might tear apart,—
So speaks the ancient melody of thee,
Green "Bush aboon Traquair," that from the steep
O'erhang'st the Tweed—until, mayhap afar,
In realms beyond the separating sea,
The plaided Exile, 'neath the Evening Star,
Thinking of Scotland, scarce forbears to weep!



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