The Landlord’s Best (Alexander Anderson Poems)
A Humorous Reading A strappin', sonsie, weel-matched pairWere Jock Macree an' Maggie Blair,An' mony wusses, said an' thinkit,They had that ...
A Humorous Reading A strappin', sonsie, weel-matched pairWere Jock Macree an' Maggie Blair,An' mony wusses, said an' thinkit,They had that ...
A pilgrim of the wilds to-day, I lie by Cameron's stone,And let my fancy roam and play, And take sweet ...
Daft Ailie cam' in by the auld brig-en' As the sunlicht, saft an' sweet,Fell doon on the laigh, white wa's ...
Come in, gudeman, to your ain fireside, There's a cauld, cauld grup in the air,An' the win' blaws snell frae ...
The beings of the mind are not of clay; Essentially immortal, they createAnd multiply in us a brigher ray, And ...
Young Eliore lay dreaming, and the lightOf the young sun came in, and angel brightIt made her, as within her ...
Bless her dear little heart!" said my mate, and he pointed out to me, Fifty yards to the right, in ...
What does the mighty engine say, Rolling along Swift and strong,Slow or fast as his driver may,Hour by ...
Let me lie upon the heather Where the heath fowl have abode,In my hand the open Bible, On my lip ...
You were dead, they said; In the churchyard had been laid,Many weeks ago, the dust whose youth was in ...
Come, fling for a moment, my fellows, The pick and shovel aside,And rise from the moil of our ten hours' ...
England, amid thy great in this great time One man, white-haired, with misty, flashing eyesLooms from the rest, in his ...
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 ...
The snawdrap was oot, and the primrose was seenIn the cleuch, while the side o' the burnie was green;The mavis ...
They were a' roun' aboot us, their hearts licht wi' glee,An' the pride an' the talk o' their faither an' ...
That was Nottman waving at me,But the steam fell down, so you could not see;He is out to-day with the ...
Oor Rab's in his bed, an' he's sleepin' sae soun'That afore he wad wauken the hoose micht fa' doon.Sae I'll ...
Plague tak' his auld grannie, wha brocht frae the toonThat whussle, an' gie'd him't to deave us wi' soun';For frae ...
You smile, and half in jest you askA song from me. A simple task,If he who sings had all the ...
Her faither says aften fu' plainly to me,'The wean, woman, 's juist like oor neebors, we see,An' naething ava to ...
No, the railway wasn't a fitting placeFor a man like him, at least one in his case;But though deaf and ...
On the down line, and close beside the rail, A tender violet grew,A sister spirit, when the stars grew pale, ...
Hoo cantie was I in my youth, Afore I ever thocht to range,Or leave my hame, an' be, in sooth, ...
All its innocent thoughts,Like rose leaves scattered.~~There is an angel sleeping in this room,A little angel, with the quietest bloomOf ...
Pit the bairn on mammy's back, Ow'r her shuiders pit his feet;Let me grup his wee fat legs, While his ...
I work upon the line to-day, The rails on either side of me,But all my fancies wing their way, Like ...
I like Artemus Ward, that quaint Rough, sturdy, antiquated Showman,Who travell'd Yankee-land to paint The social ills in man and ...
When first I saw the Tweed, the light Of autumn, tender, sad and grey,Lay on the Eildon's triple height, And ...
I sit afore a half-oot fire, An' I am a' my lane,Nae frien' or fremit daun'ers in, For a' my ...
I push the little gate aside,I leave behind all human pride,For here the grass is waving wide.With careless eye I ...
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