A Jacobite’s Exile (Algernon Charles Swinburne Poems)
The weary day runs down and dies,The weary night wears through:And never an hour is fair wi' flower,And never a ...
The weary day runs down and dies,The weary night wears through:And never an hour is fair wi' flower,And never a ...
Thair is a knichte rydis through the wood,And a doughty knichte is tree,And sure hee is on a message sent,He ...
The wind it blew, and the ship it flew,And it was "Hey for hame!"But up an' cried the skipper til ...
The king sits in Dunfermline town,Drinking the blude-red wine o:"O whare will I get a skeely skipperTo sail this new ...
Up cam the tide wi' a burst and a whush,And back gaed the stanes wi' a whurr;The king's son walkit ...
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