Love
By This Good Light, a Wench of Matchless Mettle
From Songs from the Waverley Novels (Poetical Works, Oxford 1904)
Love
BY this good light, a wench of matchless mettle !
This were a leaguer-lass to love a soldier,
To bind his wounds, and kiss his bloody brow,
And sing a roundel as she help'd to arm him,
Though the rough foeman's drums were beat so nigh,
They seem'd to bear the burden.
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Codex Note
From The Fortunes of Nigel (1822)
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