Verses Inscribed To Mr. Thomas Duncan, Glasgow (Janet Hamilton Poems)
Frien' Tammie, I thocht that I coudna dae betterThan rhyme a bit scrift in reply to yer letter,Sae I juist ...
Frien' Tammie, I thocht that I coudna dae betterThan rhyme a bit scrift in reply to yer letter,Sae I juist ...
CREEP awa', my bairnie, creep afore ye gang;Cock ye baith your lugs to your auld Grannie's sang:Gin ye gang as ...
For A FairPRINTEMPS.SWEET SPRING stands blushing 'mid the flowers, Heralded by benignant showers,And soft airs through the young leaves sighing ...
Kiss me: there now, little Neddy,Do you see her staring steady?There again you had a chance of her!Didn't you catch ...
Cuddle doon an' sleep fu' soun', Mammy's bairnie saft an' cozie;Pit ae han' my neck aroun', An' the ither in ...
On Tiber's banks, Tiber, whose waters glide In slow meanders down to Gaigra's side; And circling all the horrid mountain ...
GUID speed and furder to you, Johnie, Guid health, hale han's, an' weather bonie; Now, when ye're nickin down fu' ...
DEAR SMITH, the slee'st, pawkie thief, That e'er attempted stealth or rief! Ye surely hae some warlock-brief Owre human hearts; ...
IN simmer, when the hay was mawn, And corn wav'd green in ilka field, While claver blooms white o'er the ...
A GUID New-year I wish thee, Maggie! Hae, there's a ripp to thy auld baggie: Tho' thou's howe-backit now, an' ...
Chorus.-Bonie wee thing, cannie wee thing, Lovely wee thing, wert thou mine, I wad wear thee in my bosom, Lest ...
IN Tarbolton, ye ken, there are proper young men, And proper young lasses and a', man; But ken ye the ...
MY lov'd, my honour'd, much respected friend! No mercenary bard his homage pays; With honest pride, I scorn each selfish ...
BEHIND yon hills where Lugar flows, 'Mang moors an' mosses many, O, The wintry sun the day has clos'd, And ...
HEALTH to the Maxwell's veteran Chief! Health, aye unsour'd by care or grief: Inspir'd, I turn'd Fate's sibyl leaf, This ...
O ROUGH, rude, ready-witted Rankine, The wale o' cocks for fun an' drinkin! There's mony godly folks are thinkin, Your ...
YE Irish lords, ye knights an' squires, Wha represent our brughs an' shires, An' doucely manage our affairs In parliament, ...
IN this strange land, this uncouth clime, A land unknown to prose or rhyme; Where words ne'er cross't the Muse's ...
UPON that night, when fairies light On Cassilis Downans 2 dance, Or owre the lays, in splendid blaze, On sprightly ...
Chor.-Green grow the rashes, O; Green grow the rashes, O; The sweetest hours that e'er I spend, Are spent amang ...
SOME books are lies frae end to end, And some great lies were never penn'd: Ev'n ministers they hae been ...
© 2020 Inspirational Stories