Lament For Culloden (Robert Burns Poems)
The lovely lass o' Inverness, Nae joy nor pleasure can she see; For e'en and morn she cries, "Alas!" And ...
The lovely lass o' Inverness, Nae joy nor pleasure can she see; For e'en and morn she cries, "Alas!" And ...
Fareweel to a' our Scottish fame, Fareweel our ancient glory; Fareweel ev'n to the Scottish name, Sae famed in martial ...
Ye banks and braes and streams around The castle o' Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your ...
For ever, since my childish looks Could rest on Nature's pictured books; For ever, since my childish tongue Could name ...
I. FRIENDS of faces unknown and a land Unvisited over the sea, Who tell me how lonely you stand With ...
I. I stand on the mark beside the shore Of the first white pilgrim's bended knee, Where exile turned to ...
How he sleepeth! having drunken Weary childhood's mandragore, From his pretty eyes have sunken Pleasures, to make room for more--- ...
The cypress stood up like a church That night we felt our love would hold, And saintly moonlight seemed to ...
1. The voice ended, they saw his pale visage Emerge from the darkness; his hand On the rock of eternity ...
Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the sorrow comes with years? They are leaning their young ...
TO my friend Butts I write My first vision of light, On the yellow sands sitting. The sun was emitting ...
THEL'S MOTTO 1 Does the Eagle know what is in the pit? 2 Or wilt thou go ask the Mole? ...
My silks and fine array, My smiles and languish'd air, By love are driv'n away; And mournful lean Despair Brings ...
Thee the ancientest peer, Duke of Burgundy, rose from the monarch's right hand, red as wines From his mountains; an ...
AFRICA I will sing you a song of Los. the Eternal Prophet: He sung it to four harps at the ...
84 Thee the ancientest peer, Duke of Burgundy, rose from the monarch's right hand, red as wines 85 From his ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
The vision of Christ that thou dost see Is my vision's greatest enemy. Thine has a great hook nose like ...
Love seeketh not Itself to please. Nor for itself hath any care; But for another gives its ease. And builds ...
Whate'er is Born of Mortal Birth, Must be consumed with the Earth To rise from Generation free: Then what have ...
"Love seeketh not itself to please, Nor for itself hath any care, But for another gives its ease, And builds ...
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