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Poem by Walter Scott


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An hour with thee! When earliest day
Dapples with gold the eastern gray,
Oh, what can frame my mind to bear
The toil and turmoil, cark and care,
New griefs, which coming hours unfold,
And sad remembrance of the old?
One hour with thee.

One hour with thee! When burning June
Waves his red flag at pitch of noon;
What shall repay the faithful swain,
His labor on the sultry plain;
And, more than cave or sheltering bough,
Cool feverish blood and throbbing brow?
One hour with thee.

One hour with thee! When sun is set,
Oh, what can teach me to forget
The thankless labors of the day;
The hopes, the wishes, flung away;
The increasing wants, and lessening gains,
The master's pride, who scorns my pains?
One hour with thee. 



Walter Scott


Walter Scott's other poems:
  1. Epitaph
  2. Lines Addressed to Ranald Macdonald, Esq., of Staffa
  3. The Sun upon the Weirdlaw Hill
  4. On Ettrick ForestТs Mountains Dun
  5. On the Massacre of Glencoe


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