A Walk To Pamphy Linns (Alexander Anderson Poems)
We took a walk to Pamphy linns— Three other friends and I,Glad-hearted as when day begins With summer in the ...
We took a walk to Pamphy linns— Three other friends and I,Glad-hearted as when day begins With summer in the ...
A Humorous Reading A strappin', sonsie, weel-matched pairWere Jock Macree an' Maggie Blair,An' mony wusses, said an' thinkit,They had that ...
O meines Lebens goldne zeit.—SchillerO the youth of love and madness! let me sing another songEre the cynic grows upon ...
A pure sweet life, that came upon our earth,Stay'd for a space, and then went back to heaven.I know not ...
Young Eliore lay dreaming, and the lightOf the young sun came in, and angel brightIt made her, as within her ...
From hill-encircled Windermere, And all through happy Ambleside,Where every nook and spot were dear, A gentle Spirit was my guide.He ...
Once again within the city, 'mid its multitudinous din, Stand I, while, as sinks a leaf when left by the ...
Bless her dear little heart!" said my mate, and he pointed out to me, Fifty yards to the right, in ...
Aflush from the far land of song he came To us;His harp was strung with fiery threads of flame, ...
Each in his narrow cell forever laid,The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep.—Gray's ElegyThe mist lies on Glen Aymer hill, ...
I was a shepherd in the Tempean vale, I heard Apollo play,And send sweet music, like a lover's tale, Throughout ...
You were dead, they said; In the churchyard had been laid,Many weeks ago, the dust whose youth was in ...
The little village sleeps to-day,Save but for children at their play.The white clouds show their snowy breastAbove Glen-Aylmer's grassy crest.And ...
I lay beneath the long slim wires,And heard them murmur like desires,Till, drowsy with the heat, my thoughts Set ...
The snawdrap was oot, and the primrose was seenIn the cleuch, while the side o' the burnie was green;The mavis ...
Rachel, soft and shy and blushing, pass'd into the angel wife, Tears of joy within the rapture of her sweetly-drooping ...
On what part of this rough and toiling planet Are you now this lonely hour—sweet Janet, say?O, tell me if ...
In Eden every flower is blown. Amen.—His own epitaphA happy time in my young life—when dreams Ran in sweet thrills ...
I ken'd Maggie weel ere she grew to a wife,An' smiled in the sunshine o' a' its sweet life;But, wae's ...
Her faither says aften fu' plainly to me,'The wean, woman, 's juist like oor neebors, we see,An' naething ava to ...
O, eine edle Himmelsgabe istDas licht des auges.—SchillerOur little Ella, with her love and light, Made our sweet home a ...
I sat—in church, of course—and heard The parson thunder forth his sermon."The text!" you say—well that's absurd, You ask me ...
Little lame Katie, with her golden hair, And her dead mother's eyes, comes in to me,Lays with a smile her ...
Blind Matthew, coming down the village street With slow, sure footsteps, pauses for a while,And in the sunlight falling soft ...
Old Adam breaking stones by the wayside, Leans on his hammer for a moment's space,Then turns away his head, as ...
I stood in a dream between Life and Death, And I whisper'd to the twain—"Now, which of you has the ...
Bertha grew up to noble womanhood Full of the light of smiles, and in her eyes,As sweet as spring flowers ...
What lark remembers when he sings, From where the clouds are dim and grey,His brothers of the former springs, Who ...
On New Year's Night I met with Kate, The pretty hostess of our party;And we were in our palmiest state ...
I like Artemus Ward, that quaint Rough, sturdy, antiquated Showman,Who travell'd Yankee-land to paint The social ills in man and ...
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