Raving Winds |
Robert Burns, 1788
Raving winds around her blowing, Yellow leaves the woodlands strowing, By a river hoarsely roaring, Isabella stray'd deploring.
2. Farewell hours that late did measure | 3. O'er the Past too fondly wandering, On the hopeless Future pondering; Chilly grief my life-blood freezes, Fell despair my fancy seizes.
4. Life, thou soul of every blessing, |