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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
STRATHALLAN'S LAMENT, by ROBERT BURNS Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: Thickest night, o'erhang my dwelling?
Last Line: But a world without a friend.
Subject(s): Scotland - Relations With England
First Line: Thickest night, o'erhang my dwelling?
Last Line: But a world without a friend.
Subject(s): Scotland - Relations With England
Thickest night, o'erhang my dwelling!
Howling tempests, o'er me rave!
Turbid torrents, wintry swelling,
Roaring by my lonely cave!
Crystal streamlets gently flowing,
Busy haunts of base mankind,
Western breezes softly blowing,
Suit not my distracted mind.
In the cause of Right engaged,
Wrongs injurious to redress,
Honour's war we strongly waged,
But the Heavens denied success.
Ruin's wheel has driven o'er us,
Not a hope that dare attend,
The wide world is all before us --
But a world without a friend.
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