Epistle. (John Dunmore Lang Poems)
FRIENDS of St. Andrew and the Thistle,Accept, I pray, this short epistle,In answer to your invitationTo the Grand Ball and ...
FRIENDS of St. Andrew and the Thistle,Accept, I pray, this short epistle,In answer to your invitationTo the Grand Ball and ...
Caledonia! thou land of the mountain and rock, Of the ocean, the mist, and the wind-Thou land of the torrent, the ...
Hail! happy England! land of freemen, hail!My heart beats high to see thy shores again!Thy hearts of oak are cased ...
To a town in Southern landLight of purse I come and lone;And I pause awhile, and standBy a pedestal of ...
WHAT adverse fate awaits the tuneful train!Has OTWAY died and SPENCER liv'd in vain?In vain has COLLINS , Fancy's pensive ...
ON READING BURNS'S LETTERS TO THAT LADY. VALLESIA, whose illustrious blood,Deriv'd from chiefs of mighty name,Who long their country's barrier ...
Fareweel, Edinburgh, where happy we hae been,Fareweel, Edinburgh, Caledonia's Queen!Auld Reekie, fare-ye-weel, and Reekie New beside,Ye're like a chieftain grim ...
There aince was a very pawky duke,Far kent for his joukery-pawkery,Wha owned a hoose wi' a gran' outlook,A gairden an' ...
Oh! years hae come, an' years hae gane, Sin' first I sought the warld alane, Sin' first I ...
Why, where erstwhile I sowed my choicest seeds,Come up but weeds?Why do large docksAppear where should be stocksAnd phlox?Why flaunts ...
AWFUL and stern the rugged entrance low'rsThat leads to Caledonia's last retreats,Where oft in days of yore, contending pow'rsOn the ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
Away, ye gay landscapes, ye garden of roses! In you let the minions of luxury rove; Restore me to the ...
THEIR groves o' sweet myrtle let Foreign Lands reckon, Where bright-beaming summers exalt the perfume; Far dearer to me yon ...
THE LAMP of day, with-ill presaging glare, Dim, cloudy, sank beneath the western wave; Th' inconstant blast howl'd thro' the ...
NO Spartan tube, no Attic shell, No lyre Æolian I awake; 'Tis liberty's bold note I swell, Thy harp, Columbia, ...
THERE was once a day, but old Time wasythen young, That brave Caledonia, the chief of her line, From some ...
HERE'S a health to them that's awa, Here's a health to them that's awa; And wha winna wish gude luck ...
WHEN, by a generous Public's kind acclaim, That dearest meed is granted-honest fame; Waen here your favour is the actor's ...
VERSE I In a famed town of Caledonia's land, A prosperous port contiguous to the strand, A monarch feasted in ...
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