Where Maudie Bides (Alexander Anderson Poems)
O, Cairn row saft where Maudie bides, Row saft as saft can be,There's no' a flower upon thy banks Can ...
O, Cairn row saft where Maudie bides, Row saft as saft can be,There's no' a flower upon thy banks Can ...
Where the wild sea-mew flocks and flees, And neither winds nor skies beguile, Foam-set amid the Irish seas ...
Still onward goes the barque- the tideBears it along where breakers foam and roar,And oaks unbending, riven, line the shore;Dense ...
I said: "Nay, pluck not,-let the first fruit be:Even as thou sayest, it is sweet and red,But let it ripen ...
The hour which might have been yet might not be,Which man's and woman's heart conceived and boreYet whereof life was ...
IN her deep bosom the pride settled down-That pride which is a brackish thing like salt; And the life in ...
What is the true difference 'twixt Prose and Rhyme,Since both may be beautiful, both be sublime?Nor in subject, nor treatment, ...
He'd been for years in Sydney "a-acting of the goat", His name was Joseph Swallow, "the Great Australian Pote", In ...
Yes. Why do we ?ll, seeing of a soldier, bless him? bless Our redcoats, our tars? Both these being, the ...
With short, sharp violent lights made vivid, To the southward far as the sight can roam, Only the swirl of ...
(ALASKAN BALLAD) The Northland reared his hoary head And spied the Southland leagues away-- "Fairest of all fair brides," he ...
Krinken was a little child,-- It was summer when he smiled. Oft the hoary sea and grim Stretched its white ...
That you are fair or wise is vain, Or strong, or rich, or generous; You must have also the untaught ...
The hunt begins at a languid pace belying hysteria building in place, biding its time to menace the peace in ...
"Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such a one as thyself." (David, Psalms 50.21) ['Will sprawl, now that the heat ...
Who bides his time, and day by day Faces defeat full patiently, And lifts a mirthful roundelay, However poor his ...
MY true love hath my heart, and I have his, By just exchange one for another given: I hold his ...
My true-love hath my heart, and I have his, By just exchange, one for the other giv'n. I hold his ...
My true love hath my heart, and I have his, By Just Exchange, one for the other given. I hold ...
A child saw in the morning skies The dissipated-looking moon, And opened wide her big blue eyes, And cried: "Look, ...
Deep in th' abyss where frantic horror bides, In thickest mists of vapours fell, Where wily Serpents hissing glare And ...
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