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ROXBURGHSHIRE
Fumbling out of the old town
I hit the old road;
(tobacco, book and tacketty shoon
the outfit and the load).
I hit the old road;
(tobacco, book and tacketty shoon
the outfit and the load).
By hooks and turns the craziest
it reared and pitched and wound
a general line on one great crest
and far outseeing ground.
it reared and pitched and wound
a general line on one great crest
and far outseeing ground.
I saw, the road's erratic guest,
landscapes swing and bound;
the more I pressed my unknown quest
deeper repose I found.
landscapes swing and bound;
the more I pressed my unknown quest
deeper repose I found.
25
Not as an angel understands,
the thrones and cherubim,
‘I see the work of blessed hands
by a light shrouded dim.’
the thrones and cherubim,
‘I see the work of blessed hands
by a light shrouded dim.’
I seemed to wield a tenuous wand,
and with it write in space,
with trembling heart and steady hand,
a long-remembered phrase;
and with it write in space,
with trembling heart and steady hand,
a long-remembered phrase;
shortening it, in fluent air
I had the power to trace
the unforgettable; and there
the outline of a face.
I had the power to trace
the unforgettable; and there
the outline of a face.
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