The Haggis (Joseph Johnston Lee Poems)
To Mrs M___, to whom we were indebted for a haggis,whose amplitude was in somewise commensurate with the largeness of ...
To Mrs M___, to whom we were indebted for a haggis,whose amplitude was in somewise commensurate with the largeness of ...
A'a Mary aw'm glad 'at that's thee!Aw need thy advice, lass, aw'm sure;Aw'm all ov a mooild tha can see,Aw ...
A LA FRANCE France! ? belle contr?e, ? terre g?n?reuse, Que les dieux complaisants formaient pour ?tre heureuse, Tu ne ...
Gil Morrice was an erles son,His name it waxed wide:It was nae for his great riches,Nor zet was mickle pride;Bot ...
Can l'erba fresch'e.lh folha pare la flors boton'el verjane.l rossinhols autet e clarleva sa vots e mou so chan,joi ai ...
I ken'd Maggie weel ere she grew to a wife,An' smiled in the sunshine o' a' its sweet life;But, wae's ...
Sel. I See thee jolly Sheepheard merrie, And firme thy faith, and sound as a berrie.Sil. ...
O lassie ayont the hill,Come ower the tap o' the hill,Come ower the tap wi' the breeze o' the hill,Bidena ...
Air — "Earl Marischal."When Royal pow'r was hunted down,And Cromwell bore the bell, sir, How safe and sound lay Scotland's ...
A CUMBERLAND BALLAD And auld Robin Forbes has given them a dance!I put on my speckets to see them a' ...
Bill o' Sheepsheawter's;Robin o'th DreeRondle o' Scouter'sTwilter, an' me;We made Mally Grime'sOwd kitchen roof ring,One merry yule-time,When met for to ...
Air — "Hey tutti taiti."I'm wearin' awa', JohnLike snaw-wreaths in thaw, John,I'm wearin' awa' To the land o' the leal.There ...
THE HUNCHBACK TROUT The creek was made narrow by little green trees that grew too close together. The creek was ...
GAT ye me, O gat ye me, O gat ye me wi' naething? Rock an reel, and spinning wheel, A ...
GUID speed and furder to you, Johnie, Guid health, hale han's, an' weather bonie; Now, when ye're nickin down fu' ...
GUDE pity me, because I'm little! For though I am an elf o' mettle, An' can, like ony wabster's shuttle, ...
O, WERE I on Parnassus hill, Or had o' Helicon my fill, That I might catch poetic skill, To sing ...
O DEATH! thou tyrant fell and bloody! The meikle devil wi' a woodie Haurl thee hame to his black smiddie, ...
WHILE briers an' woodbines budding green, An' paitricks scraichin loud at e'en, An' morning poussie whiddin seen, Inspire my muse, ...
THERE'S a youth in this city, it were a great pity That he from our lassies should wander awa'; For ...
HAIL, Poesie! thou Nymph reserv'd! In chase o' thee, what crowds hae swerv'd Frae common sense, or sunk enerv'd 'Mang ...
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