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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO WALTER SCOTT; MELROSE, by AMELIA JOSEPHINE BURR
First Line: How often has he lingered here alone
Last Line: While the green slopes flush slowly to the plow.
Subject(s): Melrose Monastery, Scotland; Scott, Sir Walter (1771-1832)
First Line: How often has he lingered here alone
Last Line: While the green slopes flush slowly to the plow.
Subject(s): Melrose Monastery, Scotland; Scott, Sir Walter (1771-1832)
HOW often has he lingered here alone
In such a golden evensong of spring,
Making the eye-sweet melody of stone
More lovely by his words' accompanying --
Singing for very youth of heart, compelled
By the keen urge of beauty, even as now
Tweed sings along the valley, April-swelled,
While the green slopes flush slowly to the plow.
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