A poem by Violet Nicolson, Lawrence Hope, Adela Florence Cory Nicolson (1865 – 1904)
My little one, come and listen
To the calling of the sea’
And watch how the wet sands glisten
Where the surf has left them free’
As thou and the wind together,
Shall frolic along the strand;
Thy feet as light as a feather
Will hardly dent the sand’
Unwind the veils that enfold thee’
Thou never wast shy with me;
The sea will rejoice to hold thee’
The stars will delight to see’
The beauty thou shalt discover
Oh, Morning Star of my heart’
Will dazzle even thy lover
Who knows how fair thou art!

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External links
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Poems in English
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- Robert Burns: Inscription For An Altar Of Independence: At Kerroughtree, the Seat of Mr. Heron.
- Robert Burns: Ballads on Mr. Heron’s Election, 1795: Ballad Third – John Bushby’s Lamentation.
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- Robert Burns: O Steer Her Up An’ Haud Her Gaun:
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Violet Nicolson ( 1865 – 1904); otherwise known as Adela Florence Nicolson (née Cory), was an English poetess who wrote under the pseudonym of Laurence Hope, however she became known as Violet Nicolson. In the early 1900s, she became a best-selling author. She committed suicide and is buried in Madras, now Chennai, India.