The Waes O’ War : Or The Upshot Of The History O’ Will And Jean. In Four Parts (Hector MacNeill Poems)
PART I.Oh! that folk wad weel consider What it is to tyne a--name,What this warld is a' thegither, If bereft o' honest ...
PART I.Oh! that folk wad weel consider What it is to tyne a--name,What this warld is a' thegither, If bereft o' honest ...
The days o' langsyne, O! the days o' langsyne,Sweet thochts o' the bygane, I never sall tyne;Tho' darklin' I sit ...
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 ...
Dear sober emptyers o' the glass!Behold your goddess -- wife or lass, De'il hae me gin I ken;But weel I wat ...
This warld o' ours has been lang in a low!--I wonder wha bred the beginning o't?God send us a rock, ...
'Lassie wi' the gowden hair,Silken snood, and face sae fair;Lassie wi' the yellow hair, Think nae to deceive me!Lassie wi' the ...
Leedle Dutch baby haff come ter town!Jabber und jump till der day gone down--Jabber und sphlutter und sphlit hees jaws--Vot ...
The Deil's forhooit his ain, his ain!The Deil's forhooit his ain!His bairns are greitin in ilka neuk,For the Deil's forhooit ...
Upon the rails I work away, The rails sae slim an' narrow,But in my heart this summer day I hear ...
My mither's ay glowran o'er me, Tho she did the same before me, ...
The bairns i' their beds, worn oot wi' nae wark,Are sleepin, nor ever an eelid winkin;The auld fowk lie still ...
ik dacht dat zewindklokken warenin de straten van de nachtmet mijn prille ogenkeek ik naar het oostenen het verre bellenvan ...
Rose o' my hert,Open yer leaves to the lampin mune;Into the curls lat her keek an' dert,She'll tak the colour ...
Air — "Bess the Gawkie."Bess is young, and Bess is fair,Wi' light blue e'en, and yellow hair; And few there ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
GUDEWIFE,I MIND it weel in early date, When I was bardless, young, and blate, An' first could thresh the barn, ...
May-, 1786.I LANG hae thought, my youthfu' friend, A something to have sent you, Tho' it should serve nae ither ...
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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