The Guidwife Of Waukhope-House To Robert Burns, The Airshire Bard. Feb. 1787 (Elizabeth Scot Poems)
MY canty, witty, rhyming plughman,I haftin's dout, it is na' true, man,That ye between the stilts was bred,Wi' plughman school'd ...
MY canty, witty, rhyming plughman,I haftin's dout, it is na' true, man,That ye between the stilts was bred,Wi' plughman school'd ...
I woulde it were not as it isOr that I cared not yea or no;I woulde I thoughte it not ...
Amid the desert rockes, the mountaine beare. Bringes forth vnformd, vnlyke her selfe her yong: Nought els but lumpes of ...
YE are twa laddies unco gleg, An' blithe an' bonnie: As licht o' heel as Anster's Meg;-- Gin ye'd a ...
O waly, waly up the bank,And waly, waly down the brae,And waly, waly yon burn side,Where I and my love ...
Loe I am sent, but vnto whome God knowes:Mine aucthor ment, this message to inclose.Within his chest, as he doth ...
No Lover saith, I love, nor any other Can judge a perfect Lover; Hee thinkes that else none can, nor ...
I have a horse - a ryghte good horse - Ne doe Y envye those Who scoure ye playne yn ...
I COFT a stane o' haslock woo', To mak a wab to Johnie o't; For Johnie is my only jo, ...
THO' 1 women's minds, like winter winds, May shift, and turn, an' a' that, The noblest breast adores them maist- ...
NOW rosy May comes in wi' flowers, To deck her gay, green-spreading bowers; And now comes in the happy hours, ...
Chorus-Here's a health to ane I loe dear, Here's a health to ane I loe dear; Thou art sweet as ...
O KENMURE'S on and awa, Willie, O Kenmure's on and awa: An' Kenmure's lord's the bravest lord That ever Galloway ...
BRAW, braw lads on Yarrow-braes, They rove amang the blooming heather; But Yarrow braes, nor Ettrick shaws Can match the ...
OUT over the Forth, I look to the North; But what is the north and its Highlands to me? The ...
These veines are nature's nett, These cords by art are sett. If love himselfe flye here, Love is intangled here. ...
Preethee stand still awhile, and view this tree Renown'd and honour'd for antiquitie By all the neighbour twiggs; for such ...
LOe where she comes along with portly pace, Lyke Phoebe from her chamber of the East, Arysing forth to run ...
Three Triangles TRIANGLE ONE My husband put some poison in my beer, And fondly hoped that I would drink it ...
YE learned sisters, which have oftentimes Beene to me ayding, others to adorne, Whom ye thought worthy of your gracefull ...
YE tradefull Merchants that with weary toyle, do seeke most pretious things to make your gain: and both the Indias ...
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