Books and other items printed in Gaelic from 1801 to 1840 > Poems in English, Scotch, and Gaelic, on various subjects

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The shades of death are cloth'd with light,
And deeps, unfathom'd, open lye.
And shall I dare defy a Pow'r,
Which gave ten thousand worlds their birth,
And which, in one decisive hour,
Can smite and dissipate the earth ?
Nor need I doubt a Father's care,
If Virtue's path has been my road,
Or feel myself in deep despair,
Though desolation walk abroad*
While states unhinge, and empires reel.
And quake from distant shore to shore.
And carnage treads on discord's heel,
With tented fields deep drench'd in gorej