EPIPHANIAS. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
THE three holy kings with their star's bright ray,-- They eat and they drink, but had rather not pay; They ...
THE three holy kings with their star's bright ray,-- They eat and they drink, but had rather not pay; They ...
I'M now disposed to give a pretty tale; Love laughs at what I've sworn and will prevail; Men, gods, and ...
WHAT various ways in which a thing is told Some truth abuse, while others fiction hold; In stories we invention ...
It's all a farce,-these tales they tell About the breezes sighing, And moans astir o'er field and dell, Because the ...
Song (Act II, Scene I, lines 65-80) A sunny shaft did I behold, From sky to earth it slanted : ...
The country ever has a lagging Spring, Waiting for May to call its violets forth, And June its roses--showers and ...
UP wi' the carls o' Dysart, And the lads o' Buckhaven, And the kimmers o' Largo, And the lasses o' ...
YOUNG JAMIE, pride of a' the plain, Sae gallant and sae gay a swain, Thro' a' our lasses he did ...
MY honor'd Colonel, deep I feel Your interest in the Poet's weal; Ah! now sma' heart hae I to speel ...
WHAT ails ye now, ye lousie bitch To thresh my back at sic a pitch? Losh, man! hae mercy wi' ...
ON Cessnock banks a lassie dwells; Could I describe her shape and mein; Our lasses a' she far excels, An' ...
IN Tarbolton, ye ken, there are proper young men, And proper young lasses and a', man; But ken ye the ...
MY lord, I know your noble ear Woe ne'er assails in vain; Embolden'd thus, I beg you'll hear Your humble ...
FOR lords or kings I dinna mourn, E'en let them die-for that they're born: But oh! prodigious to reflec'! A ...
EXPECT na, sir, in this narration, A fleechin, fleth'rin Dedication, To roose you up, an' ca' you guid, An' sprung ...
A' YE wha live by sowps o' drink, A' ye wha live by crambo-clink, A' ye wha live and never ...
SIR, o'er a gill I gat your card, I trow it made me proud; "See wha taks notice o' the ...
THERE 1 was a lad was born in Kyle, But whatna day o' whatna style, I doubt it's hardly worth ...
NOW, Kennedy, if foot or horse E'er bring you in by Mauchlin corse, (Lord, man, there's lasses there wad force ...
O ONCE I lov'd a bonie lass, Ay, and I love her still; And whilst that virtue warms my breast, ...
WHEN chapman billies leave the street, And drouthy neibors, neibors, meet; As market days are wearing late, And folk begin ...
FINTRY, my stay in wordly strife, Friend o' my muse, friend o' my life, Are ye as idle's I am? ...
UPON that night, when fairies light On Cassilis Downans 2 dance, Or owre the lays, in splendid blaze, On sprightly ...
Green grow the rashes, O! Green grow the rashes, O! The sweetest hours that e'er I spend, Are spent amang ...
HAIL, Poesie! thou Nymph reserv'd! In chase o' thee, what crowds hae swerv'd Frae common sense, or sunk enerv'd 'Mang ...
NAE heathen name shall I prefix, Frae Pindus or Parnassus; Auld Reekie dings them a' to sticks, For rhyme-inspiring lasses. ...
A Tale "Of Brownyis and of Bogilis full is this Buke." -Gawin Douglas. When chapman billies leave the street, And ...
GUID-MORNIN' to our Majesty! May Heaven augment your blisses On ev'ry new birth-day ye see, A humble poet wishes. My ...
UPON 1 a simmer Sunday morn When Nature's face is fair, I walked forth to view the corn, An' snuff ...
Chor.-Green grow the rashes, O; Green grow the rashes, O; The sweetest hours that e'er I spend, Are spent amang ...
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