THE COVENANTER'S LAMENT FOR BOTHWELL BRIGG. 357 Come in thine own good time! We will abide; we have not turned from thee, Be thou our guard and guide! From lonely rocks and caves We will pour forth our sacrifice of prayer.— (1830.) STANZAS WRITTEN UNDER A PICTURE OF KING'S COLLEGE CHAPEL, CAMBRIDGE. MOST beautiful! I gaze and gaze In silence on the glorious pile, The ground were still divine. Some awe the good and wise have felt, Beneath the ruined temple's gloom, But when was high devotion graced (1830.) The Spirit here of Worship seems At midnight, when the lonely moon Makes that fair scene more deeply fair, LINES WRITTEN FOR A BLANK PAGE OF "THE KEEPSAKE. LADY, there's fragrance in your sighs, you have taste for verse and prose, And then, you waltz so like a Fay, As surely as his ankles; And I was taught, in days far gone, By a most prudent mother, That in this world of sorrow, one Good turn deserves another. WRITTEN FOR A BLANK PAGE OF THE KEEPSAKE. 361 I may not win you !-that's a bore! I send this gay If its songs please you,-by this light! To bid you dream of me to-night, (1830.) |