A Ballad (Janet Hamilton Poems)
Founded on a Real Incident which occurred in High Life many years ago.Within a princely chamber sat A lady, not alone;Her ...
Founded on a Real Incident which occurred in High Life many years ago.Within a princely chamber sat A lady, not alone;Her ...
The pride o' the clachan, the rose o' the glen,The flower o' oor lasses was Mary Muiren;Sae modest, an' mensefu', ...
"Look not upon the wine when it is red, when it giveth its colour in the cup, when it moveth ...
Lonely musing, sadly thinking,Strength and spirits failing, sinking,Drooping, shivering, cow'ring, shrinking, In the wintry blast.Winds are howling, roaring, screaming,Thunder rolling, lightning ...
Recited at Burns' Centenary Festival, held at Mauchlin, January 25, 1859Oh Bard beloved! as pilgrims to thy shrine, With song and ...
Fair Hamiltonia! when a happy childI roamed thy charming precincts free and wild.Led by a father's hand, beyond thy boundsI ...
Sweet minstrel of the summer dawn,Bard of the sky, o'er lea and lawnThy rapturous anthem, clear and loud,Rings from the ...
Damp and drear the lonely halls,Faint the misty sunlight fallsThrough the casement, soil'd and dim,In the chambers, grey and grim.On ...
"Where are ye, friend of my youth? And echo answered, 'Where!'"Where are ye, dear companions of my youth? I gaze around and ...
Who died at the age of six years and two monthsToo fair, too pale, too pure and wiseFor earth, she ...
It is said, it is sung, it is written, and read,It sounds in the ear, and it swims in the ...
Straying, musing, singing, dreaming,'Neath the leafy banners streaming,Fleck'd with golden sunbeams gleaming Through the woodland's dun;On lone Calder's banks reclining,Where the ...
Month of storm, beat shocks and sheaves,Withered flowers, and falling leaves,Sullen clouds that darkly loomLike the shadows of the tomb;Looks ...
A MemoryThe cloud of years is upward rolledFrom memory's page, and I behold,Craignethan gray, thy ivied walls,Thy dusky vaults and ...
As by the deathbed of an aged saint,Whose pallid lips emit no moaning plaint,On whose calm brow the light of ...
May, sweet May! this branch of blossomFrom thy fragrant, beauteous bosom,I accept and clasp the treasureTo my breast with grateful ...
Bright flashes of sunshine—sweet snatches of song—Warm gushings of kindness, come thrilling alongThe chords of old memories, melting the tone,And ...
An Exquisite Little Poem In Dickens' "Household Words"Hail to thee, the Workman's Friend, We wreathe thy brow with roses!While thy useful ...
O God of the Seasons! we bringTo Thee our thankoff'rings of praise;We soar with the lark; as we sing,The skies ...
There is an element of powerThat suits the needs of every hour—All wants to which our state gives birth—The life, ...
Matron fair, ripe, rich and glowing,Full thy stores, thy vintage flowing;Golden sunflowers, dahlias blowing, Deck thy festal board.With ruddy fruit the ...
THE MAIDENI gazed on a beautiful girl, How bright were the tints on her cheek!How brilliant the light in her eyes!— Her ...
I've sung of Spring, her buds and flowers, Of Summer suns and Summer roses;Of golden Autumn's dreamy skies, The wealth her bounteous ...
Now o'er the laughing meadows, Throned on her dewy car,Queenly May comes with her train, From southern climes afar,To seek her woodland ...
The fragrant dewy rose, The lily pure and pale,Each flower the garden shows, To charm my spirit fail;Their beauties I admire, Their fragrance ...
Cradled in a nest of flowers,Sheltered by the birchen bowers That clustered round the spot,Waving their pensile, slender arms,Shedding a thousand ...
Why darkly veiled, like mourning bride,Com'st thou, sweet June?—Why dost thou hideThy glowing charms and lustrous eyesBeneath a cloudy, cold ...
"Away from the dwellings of care-worn menThe waters are sparkling in wood and glen—Away from the chamber and dusky hearthThe ...
Is it a spirit voice—an angel's song—That pours its liquid melody amongThe mossy stones that break the rippling sheen,Lone Calder! ...
Blooming, brooding, balmy May,Tell me what to sing or sayTo thy praise. I muse in vain—Sonnet, song, and rhyming strainBabble ...
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