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Hunt and Lee, comps.  The Book of the Sonnet.  1867.
III. A Wayside Adventure
By John Watson Dalby
HE was a native of the North countrie,
  But left it early,—an adventurous lad;
  His look I know not if severe or sad,
  Shrewd surely and with even a latent glee;
And a broad deeply-furrowed brow had he.        5
  Albeit no Scot, the accent made me glad,
  Awaking love and kindly memory.
  “With song and friendship we are wisely mad,”
Methought; “and this shall be a merry hour.
  Of this man’s soul I hold the secret key:        10
  Grave, silent, strong, yet shall he feel my power,
And that of the heart-linker, Sympathy.
  One word shall bring the land for which he yearns,
  One magic word.”—I spoke it,—it was Burns.

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