198. Song-Braving Angry Winer’s Storms (Robert Burns Poems)
WHERE, braving angry winter's storms, The lofty Ochils rise, Far in their shade my Peggy's charms First blest my wondering ...
WHERE, braving angry winter's storms, The lofty Ochils rise, Far in their shade my Peggy's charms First blest my wondering ...
WITH secret throes I marked that earth, That cottage, witness of my birth; And near I saw, bold issuing forth ...
HAS auld Kilmarnock seen the deil? Or great Mackinlay 1 thrawn his heel? Or Robertson 2 again grown weel, To ...
O YE whose cheek the tear of pity stains, Draw near with pious rev'rence, and attend! Here lie the loving ...
LET other heroes boast their scars, The marks of sturt and strife: And other poets sing of wars, The plagues ...
I count the dismal time by months and years Since last I felt the green sward under foot, And the ...
I. I stand on the mark beside the shore Of the first white pilgrim's bended knee, Where exile turned to ...
The cypress stood up like a church That night we felt our love would hold, And saintly moonlight seemed to ...
1. But Los saw the Female & pitied He embrac'd her, she wept, she refus'd In perverse and cruel delight ...
1. Then the Inhabitants of those Cities: Felt their Nerves change into Marrow And hardening Bones began In swift diseases ...
When Klopstock England defied, Uprose William Blake in his pride; For old Nobodaddy aloft . . . and belch'd and ...
England! awake! awake! awake! Jerusalem thy Sister calls! Why wilt thou sleep the sleep of death And close her from ...
England! awake! awake! awake! Jerusalem thy Sister calls! Why wilt thou sleep the sleep of death And close her from ...
As I wandered the forest, The green leaves among, I heard a Wild Flower Singing a song. 'I slept in ...
The vision of Christ that thou dost see Is my vision's greatest enemy. Thine has a great hook nose like ...
arrive. The Ladies from the Ladies' Betterment League Arrive in the afternoon, the late light slanting In diluted gold bars ...
sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, I'm not going to make it, but you ...
the history of melancholia includes all of us. me, I writhe in dirty sheets while staring at blue walls and ...
a girlfriend came in built me a bed scrubbed and waxed the kitchen floor scrubbed the walls vacuumed cleaned the ...
I cut the middle fingernail of the middle finger right hand real short and I began rubbing along her cunt ...
Today I smiled, and all at once things didn't look so bad. Today I shared with someone else, a bit ...
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