Poem by Anonymous

Limerick. “There once was a spinster from Wheeling …”

There once was a spinster from Wheeling,
Endowed with such delicate feeling
	That she thought any chair
	Should not have its legs bare,
So she kept her eyes fixed on the ceiling.

1. Gathering of Atholl
2. Lord Strafford’s Meditations in the Tower
3. The Bells of Fletching
4. The Old Scottish Gentleman
5. Barthram’s Dirge

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