A Lay Of Fairy Land (John Wilson Poems)
It is upon the Sabbath-day, at rising of the sun,That to Glenmore's black forest-side a Shepherdess hath gone,From eagle and ...
It is upon the Sabbath-day, at rising of the sun,That to Glenmore's black forest-side a Shepherdess hath gone,From eagle and ...
of ice. Deceptively reserved and flat,it lies "in grandeur and in mass"beneath a sea of shifting snow-dunes;dots of cyclamen-red and ...
ON RECEIVING A SPRIG OF HEATHER IN BLOSSOM.No more these simple flowers belongTo Scottish maid and lover;Sown in the common ...
At twilight in beautiful summers,When all the dew is shed,And all the singers and hummersAre safe at home in bed,In ...
There is a charm in footing slow across a silent plain,Where patriot battle has been fought, where glory had the ...
ISee the sweet women, friend, that lean beneathThe ever-falling fountain of green leavesRound the white bending stem, and like a ...
Bicycle, my bicycle, that liest where I lie, I've merely strained a tendon, but your time has come to die. ...
There is a wind in Cornwall that I know From any other wind, because it smells Of the warm honey ...
THERE was a lass, and she was fair, At kirk or market to be seen; When a' our fairest maids ...
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