Poem by Anonymous

On a Gay Widow

Her mourning is all make-believe;
	’Tis plain there’s nothing in it;
With weepers she has tipp’d her sleeve,
	The while she’s laughing in it.

1. Ettrick Banks
2. The Banks o’ Glaizart
3. Barthram’s Dirge
4. The Hermitage
5. The Enchanted Island

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