284. Song-Ca’ the Yowes to the Knowes (older set) (Robert Burns Poems)
Chorus.-Ca' the yowes to the knowes, Ca' them where the heather grows, Ca' them where the burnie rowes, My bonie ...
Chorus.-Ca' the yowes to the knowes, Ca' them where the heather grows, Ca' them where the burnie rowes, My bonie ...
I GAT your letter, winsome Willie; Wi' gratefu' heart I thank you brawlie; Tho' I maun say't, I wad be ...
O WILLIE 1 brew'd a peck o' maut, And Rob and Allen cam to see; Three blyther hearts, that lee-lang ...
FINTRY, my stay in wordly strife, Friend o' my muse, friend o' my life, Are ye as idle's I am? ...
UPON 1 a simmer Sunday morn When Nature's face is fair, I walked forth to view the corn, An' snuff ...
LORD ADVOCATEHE clenched his pamphlet in his fist, He quoted and he hinted, Till, in a declamation-mist, His argument he ...
Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floor, Most gracious singer of high poems ! where The dancers will break footing, ...
I mind me in the days departed, How often underneath the sun With childish bounds I used to run To ...
NOW, by the verdure on thy thousand hills, Beloved England, doth the earth appear Quite good enough for men to ...
I The face, which, duly as the sun, Rose up for me with life begun, To mark all bright hours ...
Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floor, Most gracious singer of high poems! where The dancers will break footing, from ...
A heavy heart, Beloved, have I borne From year to year until I saw thy face, And sorrow after sorrow ...
I lift my heavy heart up solemnly, As once Electra her sepulchral urn, And, looking in thine eyes, I overturn ...
I. I stand on the mark beside the shore Of the first white pilgrim's bended knee, Where exile turned to ...
Go from me. Yet I feel that I shall stand Henceforward in thy shadow. Nevermore Alone upon the threshold of ...
O Winter! bar thine adamantine doors: The north is thine; there hast thou built thy dark Deep-founded habitation. Shake not ...
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy. Drive your cart and your plow over the bones of ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy. Drive your cart and your plow over the bones of ...
Somebody said that it couldn't be done, But he with a chuckle replied That "maybe it couldn't," but he would ...
I want you to know one thing. You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at ...
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