Speak Of The North! A Lonely Moor

"Arranging long-locked drawers and shelves     Of cabinets, shut up for years,     What a strange task we've set ourselves!     How still the lo"

"We take from life one little share,     And say that this shall be     A space, redeemed from toil and care,     From tears and sadness free."

"I've quenched my lamp, I struck it in that start Which every limb convulsed, I heard it fall­ The crash blent with my sleep, I saw depart Its light, e"

"Speak of the North! A lonely moor Silent and dark and tractless swells, The waves of some wild streamlet pour Hurriedly through its ferny dells. Prof"

"Here morning in the ploughman's songs is met     Ere yet one footstep shows in all the sky,     And twilight in the east, a doubt as yet,     S"

"The Text is taken from Percy's Reliques (1765), vol. i. p. 71, 'given from two MS. copies, transmitted from Scotland.' Herd had a very similar bal"