Wallace: Book III (Blind Hary Poems)
In Ioyows Iulii, quhen the flouris suete,Degesteable engenered throu the heet,Baith erbe and froyte, busk and bewis, braidHaboundandlye in euiry ...
In Ioyows Iulii, quhen the flouris suete,Degesteable engenered throu the heet,Baith erbe and froyte, busk and bewis, braidHaboundandlye in euiry ...
O whaur hae ye been, my bonnie, bonnie bairns, Sae lang awa' frae me?Come in, come in, for I'm weary ...
Daft Ailie cam' in by the auld brig-en' As the sunlicht, saft an' sweet,Fell doon on the laigh, white wa's ...
The Nith has a weird, weird soun' the nicht, As it swurls through the big black pool,An' the win' comin' ...
Frae Dunidier as I cam throuch,Doun by the hill of Banochie,Allangst the lands of Garioch.Grit pitie was to heir and ...
Gil Morrice was an erles son,His name it waxed wide:It was nae for his great riches,Nor zet was mickle pride;Bot ...
Dear Jock, - Like some aul' cairter's mear I'm foonert i' the feet,An' oxter-staffs are feckless things fan a' the ...
I.Faith, there's a hantle queer complaintsTo cheenge puir sinners into saints,An' mony divers ways o' deein'That doctors hae a chance ...
Frae the schulehoose that sat at the heid o' the green,To the fit o' the toon where the smiddy was ...
The snawdrap was oot, and the primrose was seenIn the cleuch, while the side o' the burnie was green;The mavis ...
They were a' roun' aboot us, their hearts licht wi' glee,An' the pride an' the talk o' their faither an' ...
Plague tak' his auld grannie, wha brocht frae the toonThat whussle, an' gie'd him't to deave us wi' soun';For frae ...
As I cam in by Dunidier,An doun by Netherha,There was fifty thousand HielanmenA-marching to Harlaw. As I cam on, an ...
Oor Jock's gude mither's second manAt banes was unco skilly;It cam' by heirskep frae an aunt,Leeb Tod o' Nether Tillie.An' ...
lie an' look doon on the clachan, This best o' a' simmer days,An' doon by the side o' the burnie ...
There aince was a very pawky duke,Far kent for his joukery-pawkery,Wha owned a hoose wi' a gran' outlook,A gairden an' ...
I miss my bonnie bairn, I miss him unco sair,I miss him stan'in' at the door, I miss him up ...
Lang syne I penned a mickle rhyme That muckle grief brocht to my soul;For critics said 'twas aye a ...
Did ye see the Bowgie man Stan'in' at the door?Ae big pock flung owre his back, Anither doon afore.Did ye ...
How sweet was life langsyne, langsyne, When youth was in its May;When tears were tears, and love was love, An' ...
WHARE are you gaun, my bonie lass, Whare are you gaun, my hinnie? She answered me right saucilie, "An errand ...
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