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...THE CATS' MONTH by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS OF DISTRESS BEING HUMILIATED BY THE CLASSICAL CHINESE POETS by HAYDEN CARRUTH KUBLA KHAN by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE THE HOUR OF DEATH by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS A DIALOGUE BETWEEN THE SOUL AND BODY by ANDREW MARVELL THE FAMINE YEAR by JANE FRANCESCA WILDE |