William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Georgian Verse. 1909.
Song: They who may tell loves wistful taleJoanna Baillie (17621851)
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Of half its cares are lighten’d;
Their bark is tacking to the gale,
The sever’d cloud is brighten’d.
Beneath the willows lurking,
The deeper, that it hath no sound
To tell its ceaseless working.
I feel its inward token;
I feel this misery will not last,
Yet last till thou art broken.