
By a roofless tower at midnight, the speaker sees a stern ghaist dressed as a minstrel, wi' libertie marked on his bonnet. The ghaist plays his harp, sings wi' joy o' his former day an' weeps ower his latter times; the speaker winna set doon what he said in rhyme.
By Robert Burns · Genre: Narrative Poetry, Supernatural · 338 words
As I stood by yon roofless tower, / Where the wa'flower scents the dewy air, / Where the howlet mourns in her ivy bower, / And tells the midnight moon her care.
The winds were laid, the air was still, / The stars they shot alang the sky; / The fox was howling on the hill, / And the distant echoing glens reply.
ghaists · minstrels · libertie · ruins · nicht · harp
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