The Emigrant Lassie (John Stuart Blackie Poems)
As I came wandering down Glen Spean, Where the braes are green and grassy,With my light step I overtook A weary-footed lassie.She ...
As I came wandering down Glen Spean, Where the braes are green and grassy,With my light step I overtook A weary-footed lassie.She ...
A fleet with flags arrayedSailed from the port of Brest,And the Admiral's ship displayedThe signal: 'Steer southwest.'For this Admiral D'AnvilleHad ...
Gilgamesh spoke to Utanapishtim, the Faraway: "I have been looking at you, but your appearance is not strange—you ...
I.She stood at Greenwich, motionless amid The ever-shifting crowd of passengers.I marked a big tear quivering on the lid Of ...
At twenty leagues they broke for some food,at thirty leagues they stopped for the night,walking Fifty leagues in a whole ...
REPORTED BY TRUTHFUL JAMESWe hev tumbled ez dust Or ez worms of the yearth;Wot we looked for hez bust! We ...
ALAS, for the blight of my fancies! Alas, for the fall of my pride! I planned, in my girlish romances, ...
Come, Phyllis, I've a cask of wine That fairly reeks with precious juices,And in your tresses you shall twine The ...
But the essential advantage for a poet is not, to have a beautiful world with which to deal: it is ...
Lately an equipage I overtook,And helped to lift it o'er a narrow brook.No horse it had except one boy, who ...
He drove at evening through the hushed Vosges. The car radio, glimmering, received broken utterance from the horizon of storms... ...
Come, Phyllis, I've a cask of wine That fairly reeks with precious juices, And in your tresses you shall twine ...
There overtook me and drew me in To his down-hill, early-morning stride, And set me five miles on my road ...
"May be true what I had heard, Earth's a howling wilderness Truculent with fraud and force," Said I, strolling through ...
Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the ...
ON a bank of flowers, in a summer day, For summer lightly drest, The youthful, blooming Nelly lay, With love ...
For a Child of 1918 My grandfather said to me as we sat on the wagon seat, "Be sure to ...
To wash and rinse our souls of their age-old sorrows, We drained a hundred jugs of wine. A splendid night ...
I sat beneath a willow tree, Where water falls and calls; While fancies upon fancies solaced me, Some true, and ...
Richard Pigott, the forger, was a very bad man, And to gainsay it there's nobody can, Because for fifty years ...
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
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