Memories of Canada and Scotland — Speeches and Verses by John Douglas Sutherland Campbell
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Rhodes' fair island saw his valour;
'Mid her gardens he had bled; Glowing as her sun, his love-words Homeward to his lady sped. Ah, they reached her not, to banish Days of care, and nights of woe; Their warm sunshine never parted Clouds that darkened o'er Lochow, Weary is her lot whose favour For her wealth is held a prize; Oft she finds no truthful homage, Sees no love in pleading eyes. Man gains strength from gold, but woman Worse than dross her wealth may call; Avarice is her haunting suitor, Giving naught and seeking all. Messages from the Crusader Fell into a Baron's hands; Who, with subtle treason working, Coveted dark Colin's lands: Spread the base and cruel rumours, Preyed upon the aching heart, Asked her year by year in marriage, Falsely played the lover's part. |
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