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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=523165" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Keith Of Ravelston</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The murmur of the mourning ghost<br>That keeps the shadowy kine,<br>'O Keith of Ravelston,<br>The sorrows of thy line!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ravelston, Ravelston,<br>The merry path that leads<br>Down the golden morning hill,<br>And thro' the silver meads;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ravelston, Ravelston,<br>The stile beneath the tree,<br>The maid that kept her mother's kine,<br>The song that sang she!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She sang her song, she kept her kine,<br>She sat beneath the thorn,<br>When Andrew Keith of Ravelston<br>Rode thro' the Monday morn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His henchman sing, his hawk-bells ring,<br>His belted jewels shine;<br>O Keith of Ravelston,<br>The sorrows of thy line!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Year after year, where Andrew came,<br>Comes evening down the glade,<br>And still there sits a moonshine ghost<br>Where sat the sunshine maid.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her misty hair is faint and fair,<br>She keeps the shadowy kine;<br>O Keith of Ravelston,<br>The sorrows of thy line!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I lay my hand upon the stile,<br>The stile is lone and cold,<br>The burnie that goes babbling by<br>Says naught that can be told.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet, stranger! here, from year to year,<br>She keeps her shadowy kine;<br>O Keith of Ravelston,<br>The sorrows of thy line!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Step out three steps, where Andrew stood -<br>Why blanch thy cheeks for fear?<br>The ancient stile is not alone,<br>'Tis not the burn I hear!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She makes her immemorial moan,<br>She keeps her shadowy kine;<br>O Keith of Ravelston,<br>The sorrows of thy line!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sydney+Thompson+Dobell">Sydney Thompson Dobell</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=523165" data-title="Keith Of Ravelston de Sydney Thompson Dobell" data-description="The murmur of the mourning ghost That keeps the shadowy kine, 'O Keith of Ravelston, The sorrows of thy line!' Ravelston, Ravelston, The merry path that leads Down the golden morning hill, And thro' the silver meads; Ravelston, Ravelston, The st..."></div> </div> </div>
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