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Jessie Saxby

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Jessie Margaret Edmondston Saxby (née Edmondston, 30 June 1842 – 27 December 1940) was a Scottish poet, novelist, journalist, short story writer, folklorist, and biographer of Joseph Bell. She was a regular correspondent for The Shetland Times and supported liberalism, temperance, and women's suffrage.

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  • I hear you're such a lazy bird,
        You cannot build a nest;
    Perhaps you could, if you would try—
        We ought to do our best.

    The little bird that told me this
        Suspected something worse,—
    That you neglect your little ones,
        And put them out to nurse.

    Oh, Cuckoo! if this story's true,
        I think you're much to blame.
    Then talk no more about yourself;
        Go, hide yourself, for shame!
  • Winds are raging fierce and high,
    Lurid lightnings wreathe the sky,
    Thunders roll and night is nigh,
    Ships 'mid storm-toss'd breakers lie
                      At the ocean's will.
    Little ones there are who weep,
    Wives who weary vigils keep,
    When all else have gone to sleep.
    Father! to yon angry deep
                      "Say Thou, Peace, be still."
    • "1st ten lines of The Sea Storm". Lichens from the Old Rock: Poems. Edinburgh: William P. Nimmo. 1868. p. 20.  text at archive.org
  • We had been dressing the wee lassie one day is a graceful fairy-like costume of Aunt Ellen's devising, and maternal pride gave utterance to some (foolish) remarks about the child's appearance. Very sweetly came the rebuke from childhood's wisdom. "Yes, but it was very good of God to make me pretty."
    • The One Wee Lassie. 175. Edinburgh: Andrew Elliot. 1875. p. 15.  (This book contains a portrayal of the death of Jessie Saxby’s daughter Laura, nicknamed “Lalla”.)
  • An incantation against nightmare was once used over me by old Mam-Kirsty famed for her witchcraft.
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