Willie (Alexander Anderson Poems)
He's a deil o' a wean—what ava can he mean?Lod, he'll ow'r-gang us a' yet, an' that'll be seen;Here's his ...
He's a deil o' a wean—what ava can he mean?Lod, he'll ow'r-gang us a' yet, an' that'll be seen;Here's his ...
There cam a man to oor toon-en',And a waesome carl was he,Snipie-nebbit, and crookit-mou'd,And gleyt o' a blinterin ee.Muckle he ...
As I cam in by Dunidier,An doun by Netherha,There was fifty thousand HielanmenA-marching to Harlaw. As I cam on, an ...
" 'THER is a wife in yone toun-end, an she has dothers three, An I wad be a beager for ...
Oh! the bonny, bonny dell, whaur the yorlin sings,Wi' a clip o' the sunshine atween his wings;Whaur the birks are ...
… Whan bells war rung, an mass was sung, A wat a' man to bed were gone, Clark ...
MRS. HARDCASTLE; Will's back again.MARY JANE: What do I care? ...
Gaelic Air — "Mo Leannan Faluich."I'll no be had for naething,I'll no be had for naething,I tell ye, lads, that's ...
NEET wur murky an' wild an' starless,West wind beldered an' yelled,When owd Joe Hutchinson watched wi' his lanternOutside t' Cathole ...
I HAE been at Crookieden, My bonie laddie, Highland laddie, Viewing Willie and his men, My bonie laddie, Highland laddie. ...
A GUID New-year I wish thee, Maggie! Hae, there's a ripp to thy auld baggie: Tho' thou's howe-backit now, an' ...
WHERE Cart rins rowin' to the sea, By mony a flower and spreading tree, There lives a lad, the lad ...
FY, let us a' to Kirkcudbright, For there will be bickerin' there; For Murray's light horse are to muster, And ...
MY heart is a-breaking, dear Tittie, Some counsel unto me come len', To anger them a' is a pity, But ...
FOR lords or kings I dinna mourn, E'en let them die-for that they're born: But oh! prodigious to reflec'! A ...
THE LADDIES by the banks o' Nith Wad trust his Grace 1 wi a', Jamie; But he'll sair them, as ...
O THOU! whatever title suit thee- Auld Hornie, Satan, Nick, or Clootie, Wha in yon cavern grim an' sootie, Clos'd ...
I GAT your letter, winsome Willie; Wi' gratefu' heart I thank you brawlie; Tho' I maun say't, I wad be ...
MY Sandy gied to me a ring, Was a' beset wi' diamonds fine; But I gied him a far better ...
UPON that night, when fairies light On Cassilis Downans 2 dance, Or owre the lays, in splendid blaze, On sprightly ...
Says Bauldy MacGreegor frae Gleska tae Hecky MacCrimmon frae Skye: "That's whit I hate maist aboot fechtin' -- it makes ...
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