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Sir Walter Scott
Sir Walter Scott
(1771-1832 / Edinburgh / Scotland)
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Coronach
He is gone on the mountain,
He is lost to the forest,
Like a summer-dried fountain,
When our need was the sorest.
The font, reappearing,
From the rain-drops shall borrow,
But to us comes no cheering,
To Duncan no morrow!
I have written a Poem in celebration of Sir Walter Scott, called Lift Off.
A stone rocket sits on Princes st, it hasn't moved for years.
Its fuel used up many years ago, in the writing of great man who sits beneath it.Taking us all on a journey, fixed both in history and in the work of the readers and writers who followed. It has reached its destination.Imagination, set in stone, for all to see.