MICHAEL HOWE’S LAMENT

Scene–Michael Howe’s Marsh, near Anstey Barton, Van Diemen’s Land. Through pathless wilds condemn’d to roam, Untrod, perchance, by other feet, No more I find a tranquil home, Nor dare my fellow-mortals meet. My gloomy brow is seamed by care, And deep remorse weighs down my soul; My days are pass’d in dark despair, The nightsContinue reading “MICHAEL HOWE’S LAMENT”