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Poem by Walter Scott

The Maid of Isla

O MAID of Isla, from the cliff,
  That looks on troubled wave and sky,
Dost thou not see yon little skiff
  Contend with ocean gallantly?
Now beating gainst the breeze and surge,
  And steeped her leeward deck in foam,
Why does she war unequal urge?
  O Islas maid, she seeks her home.

O Islas maid, yon sea-bird mark,
  Her white wing gleams through mist and spray,
Against the storm-cloud, lowering dark,
  As to the rock she wheels away;
Where clouds are dark and billows rave,
  Why to the shelter should she come
Of cliff, exposed to wind and wave?
  O maid of Isla, t is her home!

As breeze and tide to yonder skiff,
  Thou rt adverse to the suit I bring,
And cold as is yon wintry cliff,
  Where sea-birds close their wearied wing.
Yet cold as rock, unkind as wave,
  Still, Islas maid, to thee I come;
For in thy love or in his grave
  Must Allan Vourich find his home.

Walter Scott

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

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