Answer to Burn’s Address To The De’il (Nora Pembroke Poems)
O thou wild rantin' wicked wit;Are thy works, thy fame livin' yet?Will thae daft people never quit An ne'er ha'e doneDisturbin' ...
Poems about blate (20 Poems)
Address to the Devil (Robert Burns Poems)
1 O thou! whatever title suit thee,--2 Auld Hornie, Satan, Nick, or Clootie!3 Wha in yon cavern, grim an' sootie,4 ...
A Lay of The Loch An’ The Muirlan’ (Janet Hamilton Poems)
"The Short And Simple Annals of The Poor"A lanely loch, a muirlan' broon, A warl' o' whins an' heather,Whaur aft, whan ...
Address ToThe Devil (Robert Burns Poems)
O thou! whatever title suit thee,-Auld Hornie, Satan, Nick, or Clootie!Wha in yon cavern, grim an' sootie,Clos'd under hatches,Spairges about ...
Aul’ Scotlan’ (Janet Hamilton Poems)
Aul' Scotlan'! lan' o' cakes an' sang,O' gude pease scones an' kebbuck whang,Yer crumpy farls o' ait meal cake,An' barley ...
A Song, (Joanna Baillie Poems)
(WRITTEN FOR MR. STRUTHER'S COLLECTION OF SONGS.)IT was on a morn, when we were thrang,The kirn it crooned, the cheese ...
A Bard’s Epitaph (Robert Burns Poems)
Is there a whim-inspired fool,Owre fast for thought, owre hot for rule,Owre blate to seek, owre proud to snool,Let him ...
The Saga Of Sergeant Scott (Burnett A. Ward Poems)
Private Scott of the Highlanders,Strutted and swanked in the market-place.Each flap and lapel set smooth in place,Buttons polished to mirror ...
The Guidwife Of Waukhope-House To Robert Burns, The Airshire Bard. Feb. 1787 (Elizabeth Scot Poems)
MY canty, witty, rhyming plughman,I haftin's dout, it is na' true, man,That ye between the stilts was bred,Wi' plughman school'd ...
Fritzerl Schnall (Charles Godfrey Leland Poems)
ASH on de Alapama biz, Deep sinnin long I sat, I dinks von ding for dinkin Py afery Diplomat; Und ...
Ye’ll Mount, Gudeman (Carolina Oliphant Poems)
Leddy"Ye'll mount, gudeman; ye'll mount and ride;Ye'll cross the burn syne doun the loch side,Then up 'mang the hills, thro' ...
Menie Hay (Alexander Hume Poems)
AIR--_"Heigh-ho! for Somebody."_ A wee bird sits upon a spray, And aye it sings o' Menie Hay, ...
513. Song-Steer her up and haud her gaun (Robert Burns Poem)
O STEER her up, an' haud her gaun, Her mither's at the mill, jo; An' gin she winna tak a ...
83. The Cotter’s Saturday Night (Robert Burns Poems)
MY lov'd, my honour'd, much respected friend! No mercenary bard his homage pays; With honest pride, I scorn each selfish ...
118. A Bard’s Epitaph (Robert Burns Poems)
IS there a whim-inspirèd fool, Owre fast for thought, owre hot for rule, Owre blate to seek, owre proud to ...
155. Epistle to Mrs. Scott of Wauchope House (Robert Burns Poems)
GUDEWIFE,I MIND it weel in early date, When I was bardless, young, and blate, An' first could thresh the barn, ...
84. Address to the Deil (Robert Burns Poems)
O THOU! whatever title suit thee- Auld Hornie, Satan, Nick, or Clootie, Wha in yon cavern grim an' sootie, Clos'd ...
75. Halloween (Robert Burns Poems)
UPON that night, when fairies light On Cassilis Downans 2 dance, Or owre the lays, in splendid blaze, On sprightly ...
253. Rhyming Reply to a Note from Captain Riddell (Robert Burns Poems)
DEAR SIR, at ony time or tide, I'd rather sit wi' you than ride, Though 'twere wi' royal Geordie: And ...
Fareweel, ye bughts (James Thomson Poems)
1. Fareweel, ye bughts, an' all your ewes, An' fields whare bIoomin' heather grows; Nae mair the sportin' lambs I'll ...