Kilmeny (James Hogg Poems)
Bonnie Kilmeny gaed up the glen; But it wasna to meet Duneira's men, Nor the rosy monk of the isle ...
Bonnie Kilmeny gaed up the glen; But it wasna to meet Duneira's men, Nor the rosy monk of the isle ...
IA hundred years! they're quickly fled, With all their joy and sorrow;Their dead leaves shed upon the dead, Their fresh ones sprung ...
I.— COATBRIDGEWi' my haun on my haffit I sit by the fire,An' think that for nocht I hae sic a ...
'BUSK ye, busk ye, my bonnie, bonnie bride!Busk ye, busk ye, my winsome marrow!Busk ye, busk ye, my bonnie, bonnie ...
I had auchteen months o' the war,Steel and pouther and reek,Fitsore, weary and wauf, -Syne I got hame for a ...
Schelynlaw Toweris fair on the braeIts muirs are green and wide,And Schelynlaw's ewes are the brawest ewesIn a' the countryside.The ...
Thair is a knichte rydis through the wood,And a doughty knichte is tree,And sure hee is on a message sent,He ...
1 Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes,2 Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise;3 My ...
O waly, waly, my gay goss-hawk,Gin your feathering be sheen!"And waly, waly, my master dear,Gin ye look pale and lean!"O ...
Sweep up the flure, Janet;Put on anither peat.It's a lown and a starry nicht, Janet,And nowther cauld nor weet.It's the ...
lie an' look doon on the clachan, This best o' a' simmer days,An' doon by the side o' the burnie ...
It is naething but a lilt, Yet its rinnin' in my heid;Just a lilt, an' that is a', O' an ...
O LEEZE me on my spinnin' wheel, And leeze me on my rock and reel; Frae tap to tae that ...
AS on the banks o' wandering Nith, Ae smiling simmer morn I stray'd, And traced its bonie howes and haughs, ...
YE banks, and braes, and streams around The castle o' Montgomery! Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your ...
FLOW gently, sweet Afton! amang thy green braes, Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise; My Mary's ...
Ye banks and braes and streams around The castle o' Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your ...
THE groundflame of the crocus breaks the mould, Fair Spring slides hither o'er the Southern sea, Wavers on her thin ...
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