Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, Whate'er the theme, the maiden sang And o'er the sickle bending. YARROW UNVISITED. FROM Stirling Castle we had seen And see the Braes of Yarrow.' 'Let Yarrow folk, frae Selkirk town, 30 10 'There's Galla Water, Leader Haughs, And Dryborough, where with chiming Tweed. To go in search of Yarrow? 'What's Yarrow but a river bare, That glides the dark hills under? There are a thousand such elsewhere As worthy of your wonder.' Strange words they seemed of slight and scorn ; And looked me in the face, to think 'O, green,' said I, 'are Yarrow's holms, O'er hilly path and open strath We'll wander Scotland thorough; But, though so near, we will not turn 'Let beeves and home-bred kine partake There's such a place as Yarrow. 20 30 40 'Be Yarrow stream unseen, unknown! We have a vision of our own ; Ah! why should we undo it? 'If care with freezing years should come Should we be loath to stir from home And yet be melancholy, Should life be dull and spirits low, "T will soothe us in our sorrow That earth has something yet to show, The bonny holms of Yarrow!' 'SHE WAS A PHANTOM OF DELIGHT.' SHE was a phantom of delight A lovely apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament: Her eyes as stars of twilight fair, Like twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful dawn— To haunt, to startle, and waylay. I saw her upon nearer view, |