Come to thy Gronny, Doy (Ben Preston Poems)
Come to thy gronny, doy, come to thy gronny, Bless thee, to me tha'rt as pratty as onny; Mutherlass barn ...
Come to thy gronny, doy, come to thy gronny, Bless thee, to me tha'rt as pratty as onny; Mutherlass barn ...
Aw've just mended th' fire wi' a cob;Owd Swaddle has brought thi new shoon;There's some nice bacon-collops o'th hobAn' a ...
The dim sea glints chill. The white sun is shy,And the skeleton weeds and the never-dry,Rough, long grasses keep white ...
Dil e man Musafir e manMeray dil meray musafirhua phir sey hukm sadirk watan badar hon hum tumdein gali gali ...
gazab kiya, tere vade pe aitabar kiya tamam rat qayamat ka intezar kiya hansa hansa k shab-e-vasl ashk-bar kiya tasalliyan ...
ja kahyio un se nasim-e-sahar mera chain gaya meri nind gaitumhen meri na mujh ko tumhari khabar mera chain gaya ...
tumhare khat main naya ik salam kis ka tha na tha raqib to akhir vo nam kis ka tha vo ...
Most cows will give their calves good care.They make the best of mothers.She knows her own calf anywhereAmong a hundred ...
THERE'S four men mowing down by the river; I can hear the sound of the scythe strokes, four ...
Andaz Hoo Bahoo Teri Awaz Pa Ka ThaDekha Nekal Kay Ghar Say Tu Jhonka Hawa Ka ThaIs Husan Itafaaq Pay ...
phire rah se vo yahan ate ate ajal meri rahi tu kahan ate ate mujhe yad karne se ye mudda ...
tum na aye ek din ka wada kar do din talakham pare tarpa kiye do do pahar do din talakdard-e-dil ...
silsile toR gayaa vo sabhii jaate jaatevarnaa itne to maraasim the ke aate jaateshikvaa-e-zulmat-e-shab se to kahiiN behtar thaaapne hisse ...
ye jo hai hukm mere pas na aye koi is liye ruth rahe hain k manaye koi tak main hai ...
yar tha gulzar tha bad-e-saba thi main na thalayaq-e-pa-bos-e-jan kya hina thi main na thahath kyon bandhe mere chala agar ...
I'll tell you an old-fashioned story That Grandfather used to relate, Of a joiner and building contractor; 'Is name, it ...
COME, let me take thee to my breast, And pledge we ne'er shall sunder; And I shall spurn as vilest ...
The dim sea glints chill. The white sun is shy, And the skeleton weeds and the never-dry, Rough, long grasses ...
Dosn't thou 'ear my 'erse's legs, as they canters awaäy? Proputty, proputty, proputty--that's what I 'ears 'em saäy. Proputty, proputty, ...
Drake he's in his hammock an' a thousand miles away, (Capten, art tha sleepin' there below?) Slung atween the round ...
Remember thee! yes, while there's life in this heart, It shall never forget thee, all lorn as thou art; More ...
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