The Greetin’ Bairn (Janet Hamilton Poems)
A Legend of Luggie Burn (Langloan)Wow, Maggie, hae ye seen a ghaist? Your maist as white as ane yoursel,'Wi' een like ...
A Legend of Luggie Burn (Langloan)Wow, Maggie, hae ye seen a ghaist? Your maist as white as ane yoursel,'Wi' een like ...
"The Short And Simple Annals of The Poor"A lanely loch, a muirlan' broon, A warl' o' whins an' heather,Whaur aft, whan ...
Beside the winter e'ening fire, A gleg wee lass o' towmonds ten,Sat nestlin' close to Grannie's knee, Upon the cozie clean fire-en'.The ...
A clever young dominie—noo in a kirk—Was keepin' a schule near to auld Grannie Mirk—A couthie auld grannie as e'er ...
It's fifty towmonds since, an' mair, Wi' lichtsome fit an' richt guid-wull,Ae simmer day I teuk the gate Oot ower the muirs ...
O little, whisp'ring, murm'ring shell, say cans't thou tell to meGood news of any stately ship that sails upon the ...
I'm a lamiter, Girzie, or I wad hae beenAt the feast o' the mutches hauden yestreenIn the big City Ha'—the ...
The book was dull, its picturesAs leaden as its lore,But one glad, happy pictureMade up for all and more:'Twas that ...
O, what's come o'Spunkie; can naebody tellWhaur it dances an' blinks at e'en on the fell?It's lang since I saw ...
To a Young Friend who had gone over to Ireland in the interests of his Political Party, at the Parliamentary ...
CREEP awa', my bairnie, creep afore ye gang;Cock ye baith your lugs to your auld Grannie's sang:Gin ye gang as ...
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 ...
Plague tak' his auld grannie, wha brocht frae the toonThat whussle, an' gie'd him't to deave us wi' soun';For frae ...
Nell was a collier's daughter,innocent, sweet seventeen.Shall I tell you the story of Nellie?Yes, tell us it, Bill, if it's ...
What maks ye sae canty, granny dear?Has some kin' body been for ye to speir?Ye luik as smilin an' fain ...
WHEN chapman billies leave the street, And drouthy neibors, neibors, meet; As market days are wearing late, And folk begin ...
RecitativoWHEN lyart leaves bestrow the yird, Or wavering like the bauckie-bird, Bedim cauld Boreas' blast; When hailstanes drive wi' bitter ...
A Tale "Of Brownyis and of Bogilis full is this Buke." -Gawin Douglas. When chapman billies leave the street, And ...
In Paris on a morn of May I sent a radio transalantic To catch a steamer on the way, But ...
From out her shabby rain-coat pocket The little Jew girl in the train Produced a dinted silver locket With pasted ...
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