The Deil’s Stane (Alexander Anderson Poems)
O whaur hae ye been, my bonnie, bonnie bairns, Sae lang awa' frae me?Come in, come in, for I'm weary ...
O whaur hae ye been, my bonnie, bonnie bairns, Sae lang awa' frae me?Come in, come in, for I'm weary ...
Come in, gudeman, to your ain fireside, There's a cauld, cauld grup in the air,An' the win' blaws snell frae ...
I.There was John Gordon an' Archibold,An' a yerl's twin sons war they;Quhan they war are an' twenty year auldThey fell ...
Frae the schulehoose that sat at the heid o' the green,To the fit o' the toon where the smiddy was ...
By the bend of the stream stood the house of old Ledgie Cooper, a worthy man, who about a hundred ...
Oh, I wadna be a yeoman, mither, to follow my father's trade,To bow my back in miry banks, at pleugh ...
The deil's in that bit bairn o' mine, for every noo and thanHe gies me siccan frichts, that whiles for ...
Air — "Country Bumpkin."Hech! hey! the mirth that was there, The mirth that was there, ...
There are laddies will drive ye a ba'To the burn frae the farthermost tee,But ye mauna think driving is a',Ye ...
O! can'le licht's baith braw and brichtAt e'en when bars are drawn,But can'le licht's a dowie sichtWhen dwinin' i' the ...
A Song.Oh, Jamie brewed a bowl o' punch,And a' his friends to help cam' in; A jollier set of chiels ...
Were I not a patriot, which of course I am, I would explain just how the term remains a sticking ...
IN Tarbolton, ye ken, there are proper young men, And proper young lasses and a', man; But ken ye the ...
THE NIGHT was still, and o'er the hill The moon shone on the castle wa'; The mavis sang, while dew-drops ...
WHAT will I do gin my Hoggie die? My joy, my pride, my Hoggie! My only beast, I had nae ...
WHEN biting Boreas, fell and dour, Sharp shivers thro' the leafless bow'r; When Phoebus gies a short-liv'd glow'r, Far south ...
HAS auld Kilmarnock seen the deil? Or great Mackinlay 1 thrawn his heel? Or Robertson 2 again grown weel, To ...
O WILLIE 1 brew'd a peck o' maut, And Rob and Allen cam to see; Three blyther hearts, that lee-lang ...
UPON that night, when fairies light On Cassilis Downans 2 dance, Or owre the lays, in splendid blaze, On sprightly ...
Dosn't thou 'ear my 'erse's legs, as they canters awaäy? Proputty, proputty, proputty--that's what I 'ears 'em saäy. Proputty, proputty, ...
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