Gowden-Haired Hester. Poem by Samuel Bamford

Gowden-Haired Hester.



O'er lofty Grange I once did range,
When sullen storms were sweepin',
A maiden fair wi' gowden hair
Came o'er the moorlands weepin':
I sooth'd her, I caress'd her;
And tenderly bless'd her;
And wrapp'd within my winter's cloak
The gowden-haired Hester.

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