Scotland’s Scaith, Or, The History O’ Will And Jean. Owre True A Tale. In Two Parts (Hector MacNeill Poems)
Wha was ance like Willie Gairlace, Wha in neeboring town or farm?Beauty's bloom shone in his fair face, Deadly strength was in ...
Poems about lown (15 Poems)
Rural Morning (John Clare Poems)
Soon as the twilight through the distant mistIn silver hemmings skirts the purple east,Ere yet the sun unveils his smiles ...
A Wheen Aul’ Memories (Janet Hamilton Poems)
I.— COATBRIDGEWi' my haun on my haffit I sit by the fire,An' think that for nocht I hae sic a ...
Grannie Visited At Blackhill, Shotts, July, 1805 (Janet Hamilton Poems)
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 ...
“On Leave” (John Buchan Poems)
I had auchteen months o' the war,Steel and pouther and reek,Fitsore, weary and wauf, -Syne I got hame for a ...
Gran’Faither (Janet Hamilton Poems)
He donn'd his bannet braid and blue, His hame-spun suit o' hodden grey,His blue boot-hose drew ower his knees, An' teuk the ...
Winter (Janet Hamilton Poems)
Loud blaw the wild an' wintry win's, Wi' eerie howl an' angry thud,Wi' blatterin' rain, an' rattlin' hail, Loud roarin' thro' the ...
The Cock-Sparrow and Goose, A Fable (James Wilson Claudero Poems)
A goose there was in Glasgow town,For beauty fam'd, a buxom lown,Near which a sparrow had his hole,A lech'rous bird, ...
Claudero to Mr. William Peter, Taylor (James Wilson Claudero Poems)
Good Mr. Stitch, if 'tis your pleasure,To come and take of me the measure:I will confess the obligation,And cringe unto ...
Willie (Alexander Anderson Poems)
He's a deil o' a wean—what ava can he mean?Lod, he'll ow'r-gang us a' yet, an' that'll be seen;Here's his ...
Oor First Wee Graves (Alexander Anderson Poems)
They were a' roun' aboot us, their hearts licht wi' glee,An' the pride an' the talk o' their faither an' ...
Halloween (George MacDonald Poems)
Sweep up the flure, Janet;Put on anither peat.It's a lown and a starry nicht, Janet,And nowther cauld nor weet.It's the ...
Rock Him Till He Grows A Mannie (Alexander Anderson Poems)
Cuddle doon an' sleep fu' soun', Mammy's bairnie saft an' cozie;Pit ae han' my neck aroun', An' the ither in ...
An Old-World Ballad (Alexander Anderson Poems)
lie an' look doon on the clachan, This best o' a' simmer days,An' doon by the side o' the burnie ...
She’s An Awfu’ Lassie Jenny (Alexander Anderson Poems)
She's an awfu' lassie, Jenny, No' her like in a' the toon,For her heid is fu' o' mischief, And her ...