The Regalia (Carolina Oliphant Poems)
We hae the crown without a head,The sceptre's but a hand, O;The ancient warlike royal blade,Might be a willow wand, ...
We hae the crown without a head,The sceptre's but a hand, O;The ancient warlike royal blade,Might be a willow wand, ...
Do you know this mysterious, serious Watt --Who sits at the game with the cards in his sleeve; Watching and ...
What have we missed? Now he returns no moreWe are left with but our blindness to deplore,But, concentrating on his ...
Fareweel, fareweel, my native hame, Thy lanely glens and heath-clad mountains! Fareweel thy fields o' storied fame, Thy ...
He climbed to the top of one of those million white pines set out across the emptying pastures of the ...
Words flowing from experience, insights from what is present in the moment right now, urgent needing to be shared Sharing ...
In spite of my fears, my doubts calling on the Lord the courage to do, to follow the path before ...
All human things are subject to decay, And, when Fate summons, monarchs must obey: This Flecknoe found, who, like Augustus, ...
FAREWEEL to a' our Scottish fame, Fareweel our ancient glory; Fareweel ev'n to the Scottish name, Sae fam'd in martial ...
WHAT needs this din about the town o' Lon'on, How this new play an' that new sang is comin? Why ...
I SING of a Whistle, a Whistle of worth, I sing of a Whistle, the pride of the North. Was ...
SCOTS, wha hae wi' WALLACE bled, Scots, wham BRUCE has aften led, Welcome to your gory bed, Or to Victorie! ...
Fareweel to a' our Scottish fame, Fareweel our ancient glory; Fareweel ev'n to the Scottish name, Sae famed in martial ...
UPON that night, when fairies light On Cassilis Downans 2 dance, Or owre the lays, in splendid blaze, On sprightly ...
Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled, Scots, wham Bruce has aften led, Welcome to your gory bed, Or to victory! ...
Dear Uncle Jim. this garden ground That now you smoke your pipe around, has seen immortal actions done And valiant ...
King Robert the Bruce's deadly enemy, John of Lorn, Joined the English with eight hundred Highlanders one morn, All strong, ...
Sir Robert the Bruce at Bannockburn Beat the English in every wheel and turn, And made them fly in great ...
'Twas in the year of 1746, and in April the 14th day, That Prince Charles Stuart and his army marched ...
We were a tribe, a family, a people. Wallace and Bruce guard now a painted field, And all may read ...
Now the ice lays its smooth claws on the sill, The sun looks from the hill Helmed in his winter ...
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