466. Ode for General Washington’s Birthday (Robert Burns Poems)
NO Spartan tube, no Attic shell, No lyre Æolian I awake; 'Tis liberty's bold note I swell, Thy harp, Columbia, ...
NO Spartan tube, no Attic shell, No lyre Æolian I awake; 'Tis liberty's bold note I swell, Thy harp, Columbia, ...
AS Mailie, an' her lambs thegither, Was ae day nibbling on the tether, Upon her cloot she coost a hitch, ...
I HOLD it, sir, my bounden duty To warn you how that Master Tootie, Alias, Laird M'Gaun, Was here to ...
WHEN dear Clarinda, 1 matchless fair, First struck Sylvander's raptur'd view, He gaz'd, he listened to despair, Alas! 'twas all ...
WHEN chapman billies leave the street, And drouthy neibors, neibors, meet; As market days are wearing late, And folk begin ...
WHILE at the stook the shearers cow'r To shun the bitter blaudin' show'r, Or in gulravage rinnin scowr To pass ...
RecitativoWHEN lyart leaves bestrow the yird, Or wavering like the bauckie-bird, Bedim cauld Boreas' blast; When hailstanes drive wi' bitter ...
A Tale "Of Brownyis and of Bogilis full is this Buke." -Gawin Douglas. When chapman billies leave the street, And ...
For ever, since my childish looks Could rest on Nature's pictured books; For ever, since my childish tongue Could name ...
God, God! With a child's voice I cry, Weak, sad, confidingly- God, God! Thou knowest, eyelids, raised not always up ...
WE overstate the ills of life, and take Imagination (given us to bring down The choirs of singing angels overshone ...
With the same heart, I said, I'll answer thee As those, when thou shalt call me by my name- Lo, ...
O Rose! who dares to name thee? No longer roseate now, nor soft, nor sweet; But pale, and hard, and ...
The cypress stood up like a church That night we felt our love would hold, And saintly moonlight seemed to ...
Beloved, thou hast brought me many flowers Plucked in the garden, all the summer through And winter, and it seemed ...
Go from me. Yet I feel that I shall stand Henceforward in thy shadow. Nevermore Alone upon the threshold of ...
1 He listened at the porch that day, To hear the wheel go on, and on; And then it stopped, ...
The nameless shadowy female rose from out the breast of Orc, Her snaky hair brandishing in the winds of Enitharmon; ...
a 1. Los smitten with astonishment Frightend at the hurtling bones 2. And at the surging sulphureous Perturbed Immortal mad ...
out of the arm of one love and into the arms of another I have been saved from dying on ...
ah, christ, what a CREW: more poetry, always more P O E T R Y . if it doesn't come, ...
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