Hey the Rantin’ Murray’s Ha’ (Carolina Oliphant Poems)
Air — "Hey the Rantin' Murray's Ha'."Hey the rantin' Murray's ha'!Mirth and glee amang them a'!The courtly laird, the leddy ...
Air — "Hey the Rantin' Murray's Ha'."Hey the rantin' Murray's ha'!Mirth and glee amang them a'!The courtly laird, the leddy ...
You ask me, friend, Why I don't sendThe long since due-and-paid-for numbers; Why, songless, I ...
Hail! morning vowed to immemorial joys.First child of May! sacred to mirthful sports,To wine, and jest, and song,And to the ...
HIS petticoats now George cast off, For he ws four years old; His trousers were of nankeen stuff, With buttons ...
She kissed me when she said good-bye— A child's kiss, neither bold nor shy. We had met but a few ...
If ever this thy frequent breach of Oath Had punish'd been with one black Tooth, If but one Nail, or ...
WEEP , ye Heavens! weep, I say!My tears shall swell your gushing torrent!A deed most foul was done to-day,Which neither ...
* * * * *Fitz Eustace. -"The seagull flutters to her nestThe fishermen are gone to rest,A sheltering roof will ...
Yon sound's neither sheep-bell nor bark,They're running—they're running, Go hark!The sport may be lost by a moment's delay;So whip up ...
DECEMBER hail! a vest of snowEnwraps thy shadowy form,With aspect pale and footstep slow,Thy harbinger a storm.The sun now darts ...
Would you be much impressed, my dear, Now you've adopted shorts,If males like me came dressed, my dear, In skirts, ...
BLIND goddess, whose capricious swayThe thoughtless race of man obey,Whose transient smiles they court;How hapless must thy vot'ries be,Who, lur'd ...
Cean duv deelish, beside the seaI stand and stretch my hands to thee Across the world.The riderless horses race to ...
Who will drink a health with me?Drink together, messmates all!To the men who sat aforetime Where we sit to-night;Brothers they, ...
O Lord, at Joseph's humble benchThy hands did handle saw and plane;Thy hammer nails did drive and clench,Avoiding knot and ...
Will you read my little pome, O you girls return?d home From a summertime of sport At the Jolliest Resort, ...
Here's a health to every sportsman, be he stableman or lord,If his heart be true, I care not what his ...
To gentle ways I am inclined;I have no wish to kill.To creatures dumb I would be kind;I like them all, ...
If you would rise above the throngAnd seek the crown of fame, You must do more than drift alongAnd merely ...
MY bark floats on the sea of death, Of deep'ning waves the sport; And dull disease, with heavy breath, Impels ...
Say, ye who through this round of eighty yearsHave proved its joys and sorrows, hopes and fears,-Say, what is life, ...
The warm fire.The comfortable chairs.The merry companions.The stroke of twelve.The wild suggestion.The good sports.The man who hasn't slept for weeks.The ...
'Tis but a sorry sort of praise to beA droll, the jester of each company,A raiser of loud laughter, a ...
"WE are but two-the others sleep Through death's untroubled night; We are but two-O, let us keep The ...
HOW long, pale Sickness! shall Rosina dwell, Slow languishing, thy captive, sport, and prey?Why make so sweet a breast ...
Upon a snowy bed I lie, Too placid to complain,And watch the mad world rushing by Beyond my window-pane,The traffic ...
She's pretty to walk with, And witty to talk with, And pleasant, too, to think on. Sir ...
This is the thing we fight:A cry of terror in the night;A ship on work of mercy bent-A carrier of ...
God rest you, Chrysten gentil men, Wherever you may be,—God rest you all in fielde or hall, Or on ye ...
I will not go to tea with you, Mrs Arden,Yourself, your house, your tea,These threeAre all acceptable to me;But oh!Too ...
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