Sohrab and Rustum (Matthew Arnold Poem)
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
AULD chuckie Reekie's 1 sair distrest, Down droops her ance weel burnish'd crest, Nae joy her bonie buskit nest Can ...
AULD comrade dear, and brither sinner, How's a' the folk about Glenconner? How do you this blae eastlin wind, That's ...
LONG life, my Lord, an' health be yours, Unskaithed by hunger'd Highland boors; Lord grant me nae duddie, desperate beggar, ...
O A' ye pious godly flocks, Weel fed on pastures orthodox, Wha now will keep you frae the fox, Or ...
GUDEWIFE,I MIND it weel in early date, When I was bardless, young, and blate, An' first could thresh the barn, ...
AS father Adam first was fool'd, (A case that's still too common,) Here lies man a woman ruled, The devil ...
ALL villain as I am-a damn?d wretch, A hardened, stubborn, unrepenting villain, Still my heart melts at human wretchedness; And ...
'TWAS 1 in that place o' Scotland's isle, That bears the name o' auld King Coil, Upon a bonie day ...
HAIL, Poesie! thou Nymph reserv'd! In chase o' thee, what crowds hae swerv'd Frae common sense, or sunk enerv'd 'Mang ...
UPON 1 a simmer Sunday morn When Nature's face is fair, I walked forth to view the corn, An' snuff ...
LORD ADVOCATEHE clenched his pamphlet in his fist, He quoted and he hinted, Till, in a declamation-mist, His argument he ...
I am like, They tell me, my dear father. Broader brows Howbeit, upon a slenderer undergrowth Of delicate ...
I 'But where do you go?' said the lady, while both sat under the yew, And her eyes were alive ...
I think that look of Christ might seem to say-- 'Thou Peter ! art thou then a common stone Which ...
I. Dead ! One of them shot by the sea in the east, And one of them shot in the ...
She has laughed as softly as if she sighed, She has counted six, and over, Of a purse well filled, ...
We sow the glebe, we reap the corn, We build the house where we may rest, And then, at moments, ...
If I leave all for thee, wilt thou exchange And be all to me? Shall I never miss Home-talk and ...
Tell her that’s young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung, In deserts where no men ...
Nothing in the world can take the place of Persistence. Talent will not; nothing is more common than unsuccessful men ...
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