Walled Out (Jane Barlow Poems)
An' wanst we were restin' a bit in the sun on the smooth hillside, Where the grass felt warm to your ...
An' wanst we were restin' a bit in the sun on the smooth hillside, Where the grass felt warm to your ...
'TWAS three an' thirty year ago,I When I was ruther young, you know,I had my last an' only fightAbout a ...
Aye, sure, it does always be rainin' An' the hay lyin' out in the wet,But what's the good o' complainin'? It never ...
Sure maybe ye've heard the storm-thrushWhistlin' bould in March,Before there's a primrose peepin' out,Or a wee red cone on the ...
The night when last I saw my ladHis eyes were bright an' wet.He took my two hands in his own,"'Tis ...
Home, Sweet Home. I'm a Bedfordshire Chap, and Bill Stumps is my name, And to tell it don't give me ...
Our Padre were a solemn bloke,We called 'im dismal Jim.It fairly gave ye t' bloomin' creeps,To sit and 'ark at ...
Into our townlan' on a night of snowrode a man from God knows where; None of us bade him stay ...
Air — "Cawdor Fair."Bonnie ran the burnie doon,Wand'rin' and windin';Sweetly sang the birds aboon,Care never mindin'.The gentle simmer windWas their ...
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