Sketches of Village Character In Days “O’ Langsyne” (Janet Hamilton Poems)
I've aften been thinkin', whan sittin' alane,Blin', dowie, an' cowerin' upon the hearth stane,On places an' faces I ken'd o' ...
I've aften been thinkin', whan sittin' alane,Blin', dowie, an' cowerin' upon the hearth stane,On places an' faces I ken'd o' ...
I.— COATBRIDGEWi' my haun on my haffit I sit by the fire,An' think that for nocht I hae sic a ...
What ails ye, bonnie Mary Lee? What gars ye greet an' pine?Your e'e is dim, your cheek is wan— What ails ye, ...
The pride o' the clachan, the rose o' the glen,The flower o' oor lasses was Mary Muiren;Sae modest, an' mensefu', ...
The days o' langsyne, O! the days o' langsyne,Sweet thochts o' the bygane, I never sall tyne;Tho' darklin' I sit ...
A Legend of Luggie Burn (Langloan)Wow, Maggie, hae ye seen a ghaist? Your maist as white as ane yoursel,'Wi' een like ...
Aul' Sheepieknowe! how dear the name! Lane birthplace o' my gude forbears;Scene o' their life-lang cares an' toils, Their sunny joys an' ...
Dochter Peggy sat on the kiln, An' watch'd owre her faither's life,For he had been at Both'ell brig, An' joined in the ...
"The Short And Simple Annals of The Poor"A lanely loch, a muirlan' broon, A warl' o' whins an' heather,Whaur aft, whan ...
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 ...
The fever-cloud hung owre the toun, Dark drippin' wi' the dews o' death,That fell on mony a lowly hame Wi' silent, stealin,' ...
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 ...
O Nannie, dear Nannie! whan ye gaed awa',I thocht my fu' heart wad hae broken in twa;An' sair ye were ...
An Indian Prince now Resident in England.Of late I listened to a wondrous tale From lips revered. 'Twas not of war ...
Scene I—Marriage of Sir R. Peel With Lady E. HaySee yonder gorgeous fane, its doors expand,Throng'd with the rank, wealth, ...
The seal of sixty summers now,Cousin Aggie, marks thy brow,If beneath Canadian skiesStill thou livest. Mayhap thou liesWithin the forest's ...
The Scene—A Lonely Low Thatched Cottage Near Airdrie Burn, New MonklandShe lay within that lonely cot,And seemed by all, save ...
The bridge was won, the foe had crossedThe Clyde; the Covenanted hostHad lost the day, and vanquished fled.Mixed with the ...
Far, far below, oh, far below,Where sulphurous lightnings flash and glow,Where blasting, bellowing thunders roarWith rending crash—dark Stygian shore;Black gulf ...
I'm a lamiter, Girzie, or I wad hae beenAt the feast o' the mutches hauden yestreenIn the big City Ha'—the ...
She wrocht her wark an' never lintit,Her wrangs to nane she ever mintit;An' tho' they war baith grit an' sair,O' ...
"Where are ye, friend of my youth? And echo answered, 'Where!'"Where are ye, dear companions of my youth? I gaze around and ...
A panting messenger of woe and dread,His garments torn, and dust upon his head,His wounded feet with blood and travel ...
"Oh that my head were waters," and mine eyes A tearful fountain, ever running over,A heart that bleeds, and struggles, moans, ...
Again I ha'e ta'en to the clinkin' o' rhymes—It's no on the signs, it's the deeds o' the timesO' whilk ...
Nae mair, alas! nae mair I'll see Young mornin's gowden hairSpread ower the lift—the dawnin' sheen O' simmer mornin' fair!Nae mair the ...
"There's a divinity that shapes our ends,Rough hew them as we will."—-ShakspereBehold with awe, and high adoring wonder,The living car ...
Hail! infant year, fresh from the womb of Time,Cradled in clouds, what shapes and shades sublimeAttend thy birth, and hover ...
On His Going Out To CanadaArise, for this is not thy rest; go forthAnd brave the frozen rigours of the ...
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