Poem by Anonymous

On a Gay Widow

Her mourning is all make-believe;
	’Tis plain there’s nothing in it;
With weepers she has tipp’d her sleeve,
	The while she’s laughing in it.

1. Carlisle Yetts
2. The Flower of Yarrow
3. Gathering of Atholl
4. Ettrick Banks
5. Inscription on a Gravestone in the Churchyard of Melrose Abbey

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