Patrick Laing (Alexander Anderson Poems)
The deid sleep soun' in the auld kirkyaird, At the fit o' the hills sae steep;They dream sweet dreams aneath ...
The deid sleep soun' in the auld kirkyaird, At the fit o' the hills sae steep;They dream sweet dreams aneath ...
Gaelic AirLane, on the winding Earn, there standsAn unco tow'r, sae stern an' auld,Biggit by lang forgotten hands,—Aince refuge o' ...
That nicht the dancin' schule was dune, We had a ball to end the spree;An' Willie Stewart played the tune, ...
O mountain wild, on thee I gaze,Tho' clouds and storms upon thee lie;For gleams o' sunshine break on thee,Like the ...
There's a wee, wee glen in the Hielan's, Where I fain, fain would be; There's an auld kirk there on ...
Air — "One day I heard Mary sing."Joy of my earliest days, Why must I grieve thee?Theme of my fondest ...
I COFT a stane o' haslock woo', To mak a wab to Johnie o't; For Johnie is my only jo, ...
WHEN Januar' wind was blawing cauld, As to the north I took my way, The mirksome night did me enfauld, ...
Chorus.-The weary pund, the weary pund, The weary pund o' tow; I think my wife will end her life, Before ...
AS I stood by yon roofless tower, Where the wa'flower scents the dewy air, Where the howlet mourns in her ...
SWEET flow'ret, pledge o' meikle love, And ward o' mony a prayer, What heart o' stane wad thou na move, ...
WEE, modest crimson-tippèd flow'r, Thou's met me in an evil hour; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender ...
THERE'S news, lassies, news, Gude news I've to tell! There's a boatfu' o' lads Come to our town to sell. ...
WHA will buy my troggin, fine election ware, Broken trade o' Broughton, a' in high repair? Chorus.-Buy braw troggin frae ...
WHEN chapman billies leave the street, And drouthy neibors, neibors, meet; As market days are wearing late, And folk begin ...
HAS auld Kilmarnock seen the deil? Or great Mackinlay 1 thrawn his heel? Or Robertson 2 again grown weel, To ...
THE SIMPLE Bard, rough at the rustic plough, Learning his tuneful trade from ev'ry bough; The chanting linnet, or the ...
A Tale "Of Brownyis and of Bogilis full is this Buke." -Gawin Douglas. When chapman billies leave the street, And ...
UPON 1 a simmer Sunday morn When Nature's face is fair, I walked forth to view the corn, An' snuff ...
ON TURNING ONE DOWN WITH THE PLOUGH, IN APRIL, 1786 Wee, modest, crimson-tipped flow'r, Thou's met me in an evil ...
CLINKUM-CLANK in the rain they ride, Down by the braes and the grey sea-side; Clinkum-clank by stane and cairn, Weary ...
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