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Poem by Walter Scott


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Harp of the North, farewell! The hills grow dark,
On purple peaks a deeper shade descending;
In twilight copse the glow-worm lights her spark,
The deer, half-seen, are to the covert wending.
Resume thy wizard elm! the fountain lending,
And the wild breeze, thy wilder minstrelsy;
Thy numbers sweet with natures vespers blending,
With distant echo from the fold and lea,
And herd-boys evening pipe, and hum of housing bee.

Yet, once again, farewell, thou Minstrel Harp!
Yet, once again, forgive my feeble sway,
And little reck I of the censure sharp
May idly cavil at an idle lay.
Much have I owed thy strains on lifes long way,
Through secret woes the world has never known,
When on the weary night dawned wearier day,
And bitterer was the grief devoured alone.
That I oerlive such woes, Enchantress! is thine own.

Hark! as my lingering footsteps slow retire,
Some spirit of the Air has waked thy string!
Tis now a seraph bold, with touch of fire,
Tis now the brush of Fairys frolic wing.
Receding now, the dying numbers ring
Fainter and fainter down the rugged dell;
And now the mountain breezes scarcely bring
A wandering witch-note of the distant spell
And now, tis silent all!Enchantress, fare thee well! 



Walter Scott


Walter Scott's other poems:
  1. Verses Found In Bothwell's Pocket-Book
  2. To the Sub-Prior
  3. Romance of Dunois
  4. The Noble Moringer
  5. Heres a Health to King Charles


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