O come, say, no more days to wait
O high land lass, bait again!
Let portrait thy land by thy trait
And go all shadows of pain.
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The poet have a deep and committed friendship on this world and nature that visible in the poem which I likes.
To give life back to the dried landscape, the poet invites the highland lass! I wonder if the poet is inviting spring! A fine write!
thank you madam..., i want to say this is a poem which came out of my imaginations.i tried my best to compose it.if it continues to get such comments from you it must have a place which is beyond my goal.thanks again.
There are dried moires of Grove Falling, bewildered by past; ....very amazing composition is outlined about season in this context. Interesting and touching poem is shared really.10
dear sir, this is my one of my best works.I am really obliged to gratitude to you.such a comment is like a wealth to my poetic career.thank you.
A greatly composed poem: the rhythm and rhyme, the carefully use of old-fashioned poetic language, made this poem, a delightful read!