The Fever-Cloud (Janet Hamilton Poems)
The fever-cloud hung owre the toun, Dark drippin' wi' the dews o' death,That fell on mony a lowly hame Wi' silent, stealin,' ...
The fever-cloud hung owre the toun, Dark drippin' wi' the dews o' death,That fell on mony a lowly hame Wi' silent, stealin,' ...
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 ...
As white as a ghaist, wi' a tear in her e'e,Her gray hair doon-hingin' oot-ower her e'ebree,Gangs auld mither Scotlan', ...
It fell about the Martinmas tyde,When our Border steeds get corn and hayThe captain of Bewcastle hath bound him to ...
Daft Ailie cam' in by the auld brig-en' As the sunlicht, saft an' sweet,Fell doon on the laigh, white wa's ...
Now Liddisdale has ridden a raid,But I wat they had better staid at hame;For Mitchell o Winfield he is dead,And ...
Frae the schulehoose that sat at the heid o' the green,To the fit o' the toon where the smiddy was ...
The wind it blew, and the ship it flew,And it was "Hey for hame!"But up an' cried the skipper til ...
I.—THIS SIDE AN' THAT.The rich man sat in his father's seat—Purple an' linen, an' a'thing fine!The puir man lay at ...
Oor Sis is a mitherly sort o' a bairn,An unco gleg thing, an' sae easy to learn,That let her see ...
Bonnie May Wyllie cam' oot o' the toun When the deein' sunlicht layOn the lang green howms o' the windin' ...
Cuddle doon an' sleep fu' soun', Mammy's bairnie saft an' cozie;Pit ae han' my neck aroun', An' the ither in ...
Air — "When she cam' ben, she bobbit."The laird o' Cockpen, he's proud an' he's great,His mind is ta'en up ...
Though siller Tweed rin o'er the lea, An' dark the Dee 'mang Highland heather, Yet siller Tweed ...
A lang-backit, spilgie, fuistit auld carlGangs a' nicht rakin athort the warlWi' a pock on his back, luikin hungry an' ...
The stars are steady abune;I' the water they flichter and flee;But, steady aye, luikin doonThey ken theirsels i' the sea.A' ...
O LEEZE me on my spinnin' wheel, And leeze me on my rock and reel; Frae tap to tae that ...
EXPECT na, sir, in this narration, A fleechin, fleth'rin Dedication, To roose you up, an' ca' you guid, An' sprung ...
HEE balou, my sweet wee Donald, Picture o' the great Clanronald; Brawlie kens our wanton Chief Wha gat my young ...
KILMARNOCK wabsters, fidge an' claw, An' pour your creeshie nations; An' ye wha leather rax an' draw, Of a' denominations; ...
CLINKUM-CLANK in the rain they ride, Down by the braes and the grey sea-side; Clinkum-clank by stane and cairn, Weary ...
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