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A Wraith In The Mist. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The Fifth)

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On the green little isle of Inchkenneth,
Who is it that walks by the shore,
So gay with his Highland blue bonnet,
So brave with his targe and claymore?

His form is the form of a giant,
But his face wears an aspect of pain;
Can this be the Laird of Inchkenneth?
Can this be Sir Allan McLean?

Ah, no! It is only the Rambler,
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Thank u for the palms of life it really helped me

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Beautiful poems and nice syllabications

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* Sunprincess * 19 March 2014

........awesome imagery...enjoyed the whole poem...

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Edgar Stevens 12 June 2015

I liked it too..

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