A Scotch Song (Christian Milne Poems)
THY lovely laughing twa black een,Sae sweet a face adorning,Hae stown my heart, my bonny JEAN !I sigh frae night ...
THY lovely laughing twa black een,Sae sweet a face adorning,Hae stown my heart, my bonny JEAN !I sigh frae night ...
"O LUSTY May, with Flora queen! The balmy dropis from Phoebus sheen Preluciand beams before the day: By that ...
I know not in what freakist hour My kindred strange and wildDid cast me out from Elfinland To ...
RICHARD RYDER! Awake! Awake!Let's go a-ridin' to-day;Fra' t' risin' of t' sun, to t' settin' of moon-Up an' away an' ...
On a sunny brae, alone I lay One summer afternoon; It was the marriage-time of May With her young lover, ...
DOST thou not rise, indignant shade, And smile wi' spurning scorn, When they wha wad hae starved thy life, Thy ...
A GUID New-year I wish thee, Maggie! Hae, there's a ripp to thy auld baggie: Tho' thou's howe-backit now, an' ...
YON wandering rill that marks the hill, And glances o'er the brae, Sir, Slides by a bower, where mony a ...
THIS 1 wot ye all whom it concerns, I, Rhymer Robin, alias Burns, October twenty-third, A ne'er-to-be-forgotten day, Sae far ...
HAIL, thairm-inspirin', rattlin' Willie! Tho' fortune's road be rough an' hilly To every fiddling, rhyming billie, We never heed, But ...
NOW Nature hangs her mantle green On every blooming tree, And spreads her sheets o' daisies white Out o'er the ...
THE HEATHER was blooming, the meadows were mawn, Our lads gaed a-hunting ae day at the dawn, O'er moors and ...
THE WINTRY west extends his blast, And hail and rain does blaw; Or the stormy north sends driving forth The ...
UPON that night, when fairies light On Cassilis Downans 2 dance, Or owre the lays, in splendid blaze, On sprightly ...
The moon's on the lake, and the mist's on the brae, And the Clan has a name that is nameless ...
I NOW, O friend, whom noiselessly the snows Settle around, and whose small chamber grows Dusk as the sloping window ...
CLINKUM-CLANK in the rain they ride, Down by the braes and the grey sea-side; Clinkum-clank by stane and cairn, Weary ...
THE wind may blaw the lee-gang way And aye the lift be mirk an' gray, An deep the moss and ...
Oh! beautiful Oban with your lovely bay, Your surroundings are magnificent on a fine summer-day; There the lover of the ...
We were a tribe, a family, a people. Wallace and Bruce guard now a painted field, And all may read ...
The windless northern surge, the sea-gull's scream, And Calvin's kirk crowning the barren brae. I think of Giotto the Tuscan ...
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