Plain Folk (John Buchan Poems)
Since flaming angels drove our sireFrom Eden's green to walk the mire,We are the folk who tilled the plotAnd ground ...
Since flaming angels drove our sireFrom Eden's green to walk the mire,We are the folk who tilled the plotAnd ground ...
How beauteous art thou, O thou morning sun! -The old man, feebly tottering forth, admiresAs much thy beauty, now life's ...
THIS was one of the dreary whilesWhen a woman sits and smilesWishing all the talk was over,Inward thought a weary ...
Love feeds, like Intellect, his lamp with truth;In the clear truths he finds its flame is measured.And is not flesh, ...
IT was not when I plead with her, And on a tragic dayClung sobbing to her skirts of rose, That Youth went ...
But when the days were numbered, then befellThe parting of our Lord — which was to be —Whereby came wailing ...
Fain would I be a man; now in no wiseMy poems answer man's distress and cries.Some men will wile their ...
What lively lad most pleasured me Of all that with me lay? I answer that I gave my soul And ...
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