Come Whoam To Thy Childer an’ Me (Edwin Waugh Poems)
Aw've just mended th' fire wi' a cob;Owd Swaddle has brought thi new shoon;There's some nice bacon-collops o'th hobAn' a ...
Aw've just mended th' fire wi' a cob;Owd Swaddle has brought thi new shoon;There's some nice bacon-collops o'th hobAn' a ...
HE shtood peside de Kloster-place, Oopon de Rheinisch shore, Und dere he saw a lofely face, He'd seen in treams ...
Since, O my Love, I may behold no more Thy sovereign beauty that was all my cheer, My heart is ...
Air — "Hey the Rantin' Murray's Ha'."Hey the rantin' Murray's ha'!Mirth and glee amang them a'!The courtly laird, the leddy ...
Bill o' Sheepsheawter's;Robin o'th DreeRondle o' Scouter'sTwilter, an' me;We made Mally Grime'sOwd kitchen roof ring,One merry yule-time,When met for to ...
My eyes are cold, and brazen are my lips,My smile is bold, but sometimes longing slipsThe leash of circumstance, and ...
The stars are steady abune;I' the water they flichter and flee;But, steady aye, luikin doonThey ken theirsels i' the sea.A' ...
Dolefully and drearily Come I with the spring;Wearily and cerily My threnody I sing.Hear my drear, discordant note Sobbing, sobbing ...
SO t' Doctor thinks 'at my time is nigh:But does yon gomerill knawThis is no time for a man to ...
O! can'le licht's baith braw and brichtAt e'en when bars are drawn,But can'le licht's a dowie sichtWhen dwinin' i' the ...
"WITHOUT him still this whirling earth Might spin its course around the sun, And death still dog the heels ...
THERE isn't a tree to be seen fra' wheer I am writin',There isn't a beck to be heard or sang ...
On a little churchyard Th' rain is fawin' dree, Wheer's th' little babby I once nussed on my knee? O. ...
My baby girl, that was born and died on the same day"WITH wild torn heart I see them still,Wee unused ...
Where the Great Chief's sullen crestLooks over the land,The splendour floods from the west,Ruddied and grand.Like a vast Armada's wreckedAnd ...
And they heard the tent-poles clatter, And the fly in twain was torn - 'Tis the soiled rag of a ...
AN ATTACK ON BARBERCRAFT At last an end of all I hoped and feared! Muttered ...
AN ATTACK ON BARBERCRAFT At last an end of all I hoped and feared! Muttered ...
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
YOUNG JAMIE, pride of a' the plain, Sae gallant and sae gay a swain, Thro' a' our lasses he did ...
ALTHO' my back be at the wa', And tho' he be the fautor; Altho' my back be at the wa', ...
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