Poem by Anonymous

Limerick. “There was a young peasant named Gorse…”

There was a young peasant named Gorse
Who fell madly in love with a horse.
	Said his wife, “You rapscallion,
	That horse is a stallion –
This constitutes grounds for divorce.”

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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