Poem by Anonymous

On a Certain Vallius

When thunder rumbles in the skies,
Down to the cellar Vallius flies.
There, to be sure, he’s safe: why so?
He thinks there is no God below.

1. The Guard-Chamber
2. Kitty of Coleraine
3. The Cave of Pope
4. The Haws of Cromdale
5. Sir Richard Whittington’s Advancement

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