Jock O The Side (Andrew Lang Poems)
Now Liddisdale has ridden a raid,But I wat they had better staid at hame;For Mitchell o Winfield he is dead,And ...
Now Liddisdale has ridden a raid,But I wat they had better staid at hame;For Mitchell o Winfield he is dead,And ...
It feel about the Lammas tide,When the muir-men win their hay,The doughty Douglas bound him to rideInto England, to drive ...
It fell about the Lammas tide,When the muir-men win their hay,The doughty Douglas bound him to rideInto England, to drive ...
I am auld an' frail, an' I scarce can gang, Though whiles when I tak' a turn,It's only when the ...
They called 'em from the breakers' yards, the shores of Dead Men's Bay,From coaling wharves the wide world round, red-rusty ...
They called them from the breakers' yards, the shores of Dead Men's Bay,From coaling wharves the wide world round, red-rusty ...
It was the good ship Caroline,That ploughed the Channel foam,All for the sake of England's fame,Of country, king, and home.Staunch ...
When I was a lad and went to seaIn Seventy-seven or six maybe,There was ten tall ships on MerseysideDid sail ...
'Er keel was laid in Seventy-four,Let 'er go — let 'er go!They built 'er cheap, an' they scamped 'er sore,'Er ...
'Twas the turn o' the nicht when a' was quateAn' niver a licht to see,That Death cam' stappin' the clachan ...
All honour be to merchantmen,And ships of all degree,In warlike dangers manifoldWho sail and keep the sea, —In peril of ...
Where are you bound for, Sailorman, sailormanWith the missis and the dog And your big spreets'l flopping?"Maldon, Manningtree,West ...
The little streets of Sailor Town They are not fair nor fine,That straggle with their sooty slates ...
Primus PastorHaylle, comly and clene! Haylle, yong child!Haylle, maker, as I meyne, of a madn so mylde!Thou has waryd, I ...
The summer season at Tyne DockHoisted my boyhood in a craneAbove the shaggy mining town,Above the slaghills and the rocks,Above ...
Greitna, father, that I'm gauin,For fu' well ye ken the gaet;I' the winter, corn ye're sawin,I' the hairst again ye ...
So we settled it all when the storm was done As comfy as comfy could be; And I was to ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
Three times thrice hath winter's rough white wing Crossed and curdled wells and streams with ice Since his birth whose ...
A sad tale of the sea, I will unfold, About Mrs Lingard, that Heroine bold; Who struggled hard in the ...
QUINQUIREME of Nineveh from distant Ophir, Rowing home to haven in sunny Palestine, With a cargo of ivory, And apes ...
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