Wallace: Book II (Blind Hary Poems)
Yong Wallace, fulfillit of hie curage,In prys of armys desirous and sauage,Thi Waslage may neuir be forlorn,Thi deidis ar knawin ...
Yong Wallace, fulfillit of hie curage,In prys of armys desirous and sauage,Thi Waslage may neuir be forlorn,Thi deidis ar knawin ...
You that at ev'ry trifling Cross repine, And tax the Ways of Providence Divine; You that to ev'ry soft Temptation ...
Oh! hideous fiend, of form uncouth, With jaundic'd eye, and canker'd tooth, Fell Envy, why dost thou profane The labours ...
The jocund years with smiling plenty crown'd,In shining circles now advanc'd their round:Unbounded crops reward the reaper's toil,And rustick pleasures ...
THREE times dark hovering in the east the nightChas'd with black misty wings the lingering light;And thrice the stars with ...
"BEAUTY reclin'd beneath the shade; Blooming Health before her play'd; Her golden tresses kissed the wind. Meek Content, with placid ...
WHEN Jove, in anger to the sons of the earth,Bid artful Vulcan give Pandora birth,And sent the fatal gift which ...
Once upon a midnight chilling, as I held my feet unwillingO'er a tub of scalding water, at a heat of ...
Originally addressed to a Young Gentleman, who, entering under the banners of Mars, signalized himself in the service of his ...
Laude, honor, prasingis, thankis infynite To the, and thi dulce ornate fresch endite, Mast reverend Virgill, of Latyne ...
ANE SUPPLICATIOUN DIRECTIT TO THE KINGIS GRACE Schir! though your Grace has put gret order Baith in the Hieland and ...
Written on the occasion of the death of the infant daughter of Her Grace the Duchess of Sutherland. I.HARK, through ...
SWEET pillow! on whose down the loveliest fair That e'er in slumber clos'd her radiant eyes,Reclines, her wasted spirits ...
"Oh! I shall ne'er forget thee, wretched wight! While memory holds forget thee shall I never; Thy conscious form, that ...
To those who have few ties to bind the soulTo earth, it must be sweet to steal awayGently, from life ...
O Power of fancy, from thy treasur'd storeOf past delights, which smile on earth no more,Give to my aching heart ...
"THE greatest bliss Is in a kiss- A kiss of love refin'd, When springs the soul Without controul, And blends ...
St. Agnes' Eve--Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through ...
WE'RE told, that once a cobbler, BLASE by name; A wife had got, whose charms so high in fame; But ...
To Dawson Town came Percy Brown from London on the Thames. A pane of glass was in his eye, and ...
I. "Another day, Ah! me, a day "Of dreary Sorrow is begun! "And still I loath the temper'd ray, "And ...
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