Lord George (F W Moorman Poems)
I'd walk frae here to Skipton, Ten mile o' clarty(1) lanes,If I might see him face to face ...
I'd walk frae here to Skipton, Ten mile o' clarty(1) lanes,If I might see him face to face ...
AIR--_"The Posie."_ Eliza was a bonnie lass, and oh! she lo'ed me weel, Sic love as canna find ...
Win' that blaws the simmer plaidOwer the hie hill's shoothers laid,Green wi' gerse, an' reid wi' heather—Welcome wi' yer sowl-like ...
Though thou return unto the former things, Fields, woods, and gardens, where thy feet have strayed In other ...
The Fire at Tranter Sweatley's THEY had long met o' Zundays--her true love and she-- And at junketings, maypoles, and ...
They had long met o' Zundays--her true love and she-- And at junketings, maypoles, and flings; But she bode wi' ...
I towered far, and lo! I stood within The presence of the Lord Most High, Sent thither by the sons ...
At Madge, ye hoyden, gossips scofft, Ffor that a romping wench was shee-- "Now marke this rede," they bade her ...
The double 12 sorwe of Troilus to tellen, That was the king Priamus sone of Troye, In lovinge, how his ...
AS cauld a wind as ever blew, A cauld kirk, an in't but few: As cauld a minister's e'er spak; ...
DUNCAN GRAY cam' here to woo, Ha, ha, the wooing o't, On blythe Yule-night when we were fou, Ha, ha, ...
LAST May, a braw wooer cam doun the lang glen, And sair wi' his love he did deave me; I ...
KIND Sir, I've read your paper through, And faith, to me, 'twas really new! How guessed ye, Sir, what maist ...
THERE was five Carlins in the South, They fell upon a scheme, To send a lad to London town, To ...
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 ...
Chor.-O Tibbie, I hae seen the day, Ye wadna been sae shy; For laik o' gear ye lightly me, But, ...
I GAT your letter, winsome Willie; Wi' gratefu' heart I thank you brawlie; Tho' I maun say't, I wad be ...
Duncan Gray cam here to woo, Ha, ha, the wooing o't, On blythe Yule Night when we were fu', Ha, ...
UPON 1 a simmer Sunday morn When Nature's face is fair, I walked forth to view the corn, An' snuff ...
SOME books are lies frae end to end, And some great lies were never penn'd: Ev'n ministers they hae been ...
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