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 ...
I.— COATBRIDGEWi' my haun on my haffit I sit by the fire,An' think that for nocht I hae sic a ...
Beside the winter e'ening fire, A gleg wee lass o' towmonds ten,Sat nestlin' close to Grannie's knee, Upon the cozie clean fire-en'.The ...
Aul' Scotlan'! lan' o' cakes an' sang,O' gude pease scones an' kebbuck whang,Yer crumpy farls o' ait meal cake,An' barley ...
TUNE--_"Clunie's Reel."_ "Oh, dinna think, bonnie lassie, I 'm gaun to leave thee! Dinna think, bonnie lassie, I 'm gaun to leave ...
Aifter the war, says the papers, they'll no be content at hame,The lads that hae feucht wi' death twae 'ear ...
The Deil's forhooit his ain, his ain!The Deil's forhooit his ain!His bairns are greitin in ilka neuk,For the Deil's forhooit ...
GRANDFATHERT' watter is blue i' t' offin', An' blue is t' sky aboon;Swallows are settin' sou'ard, An' wanin' ...
I HAE been at Crookieden, My bonie laddie, Highland laddie, Viewing Willie and his men, My bonie laddie, Highland laddie. ...
FRIEND of the Poet, tried and leal, Wha, wanting thee, might beg or steal; Alake, alake, the meikle deil Wi' ...
WHARE live ye, my bonie lass? And tell me what they ca' ye; My name, she says, is mistress Jean, ...
LONG life, my Lord, an' health be yours, Unskaithed by hunger'd Highland boors; Lord grant me nae duddie, desperate beggar, ...
IN this strange land, this uncouth clime, A land unknown to prose or rhyme; Where words ne'er cross't the Muse's ...
I GAT your letter, winsome Willie; Wi' gratefu' heart I thank you brawlie; Tho' I maun say't, I wad be ...
RecitativoWHEN lyart leaves bestrow the yird, Or wavering like the bauckie-bird, Bedim cauld Boreas' blast; When hailstanes drive wi' bitter ...
UPON that night, when fairies light On Cassilis Downans 2 dance, Or owre the lays, in splendid blaze, On sprightly ...
UPON 1 a simmer Sunday morn When Nature's face is fair, I walked forth to view the corn, An' snuff ...
THE wind may blaw the lee-gang way And aye the lift be mirk an' gray, An deep the moss and ...
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