The Violin

"I am a pilgrim far from home,         A wanderer like Mars,     And thought my wanderings ne'er should come,         So fixed behind the bars!"

"On seeing her December 25th, 1904, after two years' travel.     Take, fair maid, these simple lines         From my pen;     Think of strollings"

"There is nothing so sweet as our life in our dreams,         When we soar far on fancy's swift wing;     For a thing in our dreams is all that i"

"A blossom pink, a blossom blue,         Make all there is in love so true.     'Tis fit, methinks, my heart to move,         To give it thee, s"

"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"