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Craigcrook Castle

By Gerald Massey
Massey, Gerald (1828-1907)
  
[dedication]

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LADY LAURA.
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GLIMPSES OF THE WAR.
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CRUMBS FROM THE TABLE.
  
CRAIGCROOK ROSES.
  
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ONLY A DREAM.

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“Just a smile i' the face of Nature;
Just a mirror of May-morn;
Is the shining, comely creature,
Worshipt by the peasant-born.
Beauty has no rarer blossom,
Budding fain, or flowering fair;
Nestling to a Mother's bosom,
If a lover's hand should dare.
“She is graceful as the greenly
Waving boughs in summer wind;
And her beauty calm and queenly
Wears its royal crown of mind.
O were I the prince of plenty;
O were she my own wed Wife;
Love would bring the crowning dainty,
To the banquet of my life.
“Might I bear Love's shield above her;
Might I snood her silken hair;
How my heart would round her hover
On the tender wings of care!
Ah, dear Heaven, all blessings shower
On her sweet life's balmy bud;
Till it lift immortal flower,
In the blooming fields of God.”
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