“Come back! Come back!” he cried in grief…

For Wednesday RDP – COMEBACK For, sore dismay'd through storm and shade, His child he did discover: -- One lovely hand she stretch'd for aid, And one was round her lover. "Come back! Come back!" he cried in grief "Across this stormy water: And I'll forgive your highland chief, My daughter! - 0 my daughter!"... Continue Reading →

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