266. Song-The Banks of Nith (Robert Burns Poem)
THE THAMES flows proudly to the sea, Where royal cities stately stand; But sweeter flows the Nith to me, Where ...
THE THAMES flows proudly to the sea, Where royal cities stately stand; But sweeter flows the Nith to me, Where ...
WI' braw new branks in mickle pride, And eke a braw new brechan, My Pegasus I'm got astride, And up ...
EDINA! Scotia's darling seat! All hail thy palaces and tow'rs, Where once, beneath a Monarch's feet, Sat Legislation's sov'reign pow'rs: ...
HOW wisdom and Folly meet, mix, and unite, How Virtue and Vice blend their black and their white, How Genius, ...
1 Faster, faster, 2 O Circe, Goddess, 3 Let the wild, thronging train 4 The bright procession 5 Of eddying ...
The Youth Faster, faster, O Circe, Goddess, Let the wild, thronging train The bright procession Of eddying forms, Sweep through ...
Coldly, sadly descends The autumn-evening. The field Strewn with its dank yellow drifts Of wither'd leaves, and the elms, Fade ...
MY lord, I know your noble ear Woe ne'er assails in vain; Embolden'd thus, I beg you'll hear Your humble ...
NAE gentle dames, tho' e'er sae fair, Shall ever be my muse's care: Their titles a' arc empty show; Gie ...
BLEST be M'Murdo to his latest day! No envious cloud o'ercast his evening ray; No wrinkle, furrow'd by the hand ...
THIS day, Time winds th' exhausted chain; To run the twelvemonth's length again: I see, the old bald-pated fellow, With ...
TO you, sir, this summons I've sent, Pray, whip till the pownie is freathing; But if you demand what I ...
HERE Stuarts once in glory reigned, And laws for Scotland's weal ordained; But now unroof'd their palace stands, Their sceptre's ...
O WHA will to Saint Stephen's House, To do our errands there, man? O wha will to Saint Stephen's House ...
WHEN dear Clarinda, 1 matchless fair, First struck Sylvander's raptur'd view, He gaz'd, he listened to despair, Alas! 'twas all ...
WHEN biting Boreas, fell and dour, Sharp shivers thro' the leafless bow'r; When Phoebus gies a short-liv'd glow'r, Far south ...
WHILE at the stook the shearers cow'r To shun the bitter blaudin' show'r, Or in gulravage rinnin scowr To pass ...
'TWAS 1 in that place o' Scotland's isle, That bears the name o' auld King Coil, Upon a bonie day ...
'TIS Friendship's pledge, my young, fair Friend, Nor thou the gift refuse, Nor with unwilling ear attend The moralising Muse. ...
KILMARNOCK wabsters, fidge an' claw, An' pour your creeshie nations; An' ye wha leather rax an' draw, Of a' denominations; ...
I am like, They tell me, my dear father. Broader brows Howbeit, upon a slenderer undergrowth Of delicate ...
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