327. On Glenriddell’s Fox breaking his chain: A Fragment (Robert Burns Poems)
THOU, Liberty, thou art my theme; Not such as idle poets dream, Who trick thee up a heathen goddess That ...
THOU, Liberty, thou art my theme; Not such as idle poets dream, Who trick thee up a heathen goddess That ...
O DEATH! thou tyrant fell and bloody! The meikle devil wi' a woodie Haurl thee hame to his black smiddie, ...
At four o'clock in the gun-metal blue dark we hear the first crow of the first cock just below the ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
A Rock, A River, A Tree Hosts to species long since departed, Mark the mastodon. The dinosaur, who left dry ...
THOU, Nature, partial Nature, I arraign; Of thy caprice maternal I complain. The peopled fold thy kindly care have found, ...
AULD chuckie Reekie's 1 sair distrest, Down droops her ance weel burnish'd crest, Nae joy her bonie buskit nest Can ...
WHAT needs this din about the town o' Lon'on, How this new play an' that new sang is comin? Why ...
INHUMAN man! curse on thy barb'rous art, And blasted be thy murder-aiming eye; May never pity soothe thee with a ...
LATE crippl'd of an arm, and now a leg, About to beg a pass for leave to beg; Dull, listless, ...
RecitativoWHEN lyart leaves bestrow the yird, Or wavering like the bauckie-bird, Bedim cauld Boreas' blast; When hailstanes drive wi' bitter ...
THE SIMPLE Bard, rough at the rustic plough, Learning his tuneful trade from ev'ry bough; The chanting linnet, or the ...
FINTRY, my stay in wordly strife, Friend o' my muse, friend o' my life, Are ye as idle's I am? ...
WHILE Europe's eye is fix'd on mighty things, The fate of Empires and the fall of Kings; While quacks of ...
IF God compel thee to this destiny, To die alone, with none beside thy bed To ruffle round with sobs ...
And yet, because thou overcomest so, Because thou art more noble and like a king, Thou canst prevail against my ...
Come, kings, and listen to my song: When Gwin, the son of Nore, Over the nations of the North His ...
The bell struck one, and shook the silent tower; The graves give up their dead: fair Elenor Walk'd by the ...
The vision of Christ that thou dost see Is my vision's greatest enemy. Thine has a great hook nose like ...
Rudolph Reed was oaken. His wife was oaken too. And his two good girls and his good little man Oakened ...
It's easy to fight when everything's right, And you're mad with the thrill and the glory; It's easy to cheer ...
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