Sweet Teviot!

(from "the lay of the last minstrel")

Sweet Teviot! on thy silver tide
The glaring bale-fires blaze no more;
No longer steel-clad warriors ride
Along thy wild and willow'd shore;
Where'er thou wind'st, by dale or hill,
All, all is peaceful, all is still,
As if thy waves, since Time was born,
Since first they roll'd upon the Tweed,
Had only heard the shepherd's reed,
Nor started at the bugle-horn.

Sir Walter Scott . 1771-1832

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Sir Walter Scott
born 1771, died 1832

Poems

Farewell To The Muse
Call It Not Vain: - They Do Not Err
Love Of Country
Edinburgh
Sweet Teviot!
Pibroch Of Donald Dhu
Nelson
Love
The Maid Of Isla
County Guy
Song
Song
The Maid Of Neipath

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