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SONG,. AT THE FEAST OF BROUGHAM CASTLE, Upon the Restoration of Lord
Clifford, the Shepherd, to the Estates and Honours of his Ancestors. High in the
breathless Hall the Minstrel sate, And Emont's murmur mingled with the Song.
... This day distinguished without peer To see her Master and to cheer ; Him, and
his Lady Mother dear ! Oh ! it was a time forlorn When the Fatherless was born —
Give her wings that she may fly, Or she sees OF BROUGHAM CASTLE. 229.
... of Clifford calls ; — " Quell the Scot," exclaims the Lance — Bear me to the
heart of France, Is the longing of the Shield — Tell thy name, thou trembling Field
? Field of death, where'er thou be, Groan thou with our OT BROUGHAM CASTLE.
... cottage hearth ; The Shepherd Lord was honoured more and more : And, ages
after he was laid in earth, " The Good Lord Clifford" was the name he bore. XXXIV
. Yes ! full surely 'twas the Echo, Solitary, clear, OF BROUGHAM CASTLE. 235.
Song, at the Feast of Brougham Castle. Henry Lord Clifford, &c. &c, who is the
subject of this Poem, was the son of John Lord Clifford, who was slain at Towton
Field; which John Lord Clifford, as is known to the Reader of English History, was
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My favorite is "Solitary Reaper". When I first read it, I fell in love with the poem. It's like Wordsworth wrote it for me only.
I always feel understood and totally embraced everytime I read this poem and walk away with a full heart.