The Twa Gordons (George MacDonald Poems)
I.There was John Gordon an' Archibold,An' a yerl's twin sons war they;Quhan they war are an' twenty year auldThey fell ...
I.There was John Gordon an' Archibold,An' a yerl's twin sons war they;Quhan they war are an' twenty year auldThey fell ...
This day winding down nowAt God speeded summer's endIn the torrent salmon sun,In my seashaken houseOn a breakneck of rocks ...
"TELL me, O tell, what kind of thing is Wit, Thou who Master art ...
This day winding down nowAt God speeded summer's endIn the torrent salmon sun,In my seashaken houseOn a breakneck of rocksTangled ...
X'kien li laqqgħana f'din id-dar hekk ħiemdaInti forsi ma tafx, għasfur lelluxi;U anqa taf il-għaliex, meta jien noħroġGħax-xogħ'l fil-għodu, il-bieb ...
O, the trees grow straight and the trees grow tall, And the trees grow all around;And the long limbs sprout ...
Not always o'er the meads and hills, From low'ring clouds, the rain distils, Nor storms with endless uproar sweep The ...
Bain to Clapham town-end lived an owd Yorkshire tike,Who i' dealing i' horseflesh had ne'er met his like;'T were his ...
Alle avait, sous sa toque d'martre,Sur la butt'Montmartre,Un p'tit air innocent;On l'app'lait Rose, alle ?tait belle,A sentait bon la fleur ...
II stood at the gate of the cotWhere my darling, with side-glance demure,Would spy, on her trim garden-plot,The busy wild ...
OLD Nannie has a garden Where thyme and lad's-love grow,Larkspur, tansy, lupin And spires of herb-willow.She seems poor, ...
Cat! who hast pass'd thy grand climacteric, How many mice and rats hast in thy days Destroy'd? How many tit ...
THE FAIRY TEMPLE; OR, OBERON'S CHAPEL DEDICATED TO MR JOHN MERRIFIELD, COUNSELLOR AT LAW RARE TEMPLES THOU HAST SEEN, I ...
The double 12 sorwe of Troilus to tellen, That was the king Priamus sone of Troye, In lovinge, how his ...
(For G. H.) Say, does that stupid earth Where they have laid her, Bind still her sullen mirth, Mirth which ...
The world is full of women who'd tell me I should be ashamed of myself if they had the chance. ...
This day winding down now At God speeded summer's end In the torrent salmon sun, In my seashaken house On ...
When I was a windy boy and a bit And the black spit of the chapel fold, (Sighed the old ...
Humping it here in the dug-out, Sucking me black dudeen, I'd like to say in a general way, There's nothing ...
Foreigners are people somewhere else, Natives are people at home; If the place you're at Is your habitat, You're a ...
The day comes slowly in the railyard behind the ice factory. It broods on one cinder after another until each ...
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