The Scottish Muse (Hector MacNeill Poems)
O Welcome simply soothing treasure!In midst o' pain my lanely pleasure!Tutor'd by thee, and whispering leisure, I quit the thrang,And, wrapt ...
O Welcome simply soothing treasure!In midst o' pain my lanely pleasure!Tutor'd by thee, and whispering leisure, I quit the thrang,And, wrapt ...
The night blew cauld thro' snaw and sleet, Loud rair'd the blast wi' deaf'ning din;A voice cam' sad, yet mournfu' sweet; "Unbar ...
When the sheep are in the fauld, and the kye at hame, And a' the warld to rest are gane, The waes ...
"Whare hae ye been a' day, My boy, Tammy? Whare hae ye been a' day, My boy, Tammy?" "I 've been by burn and ...
Loud blaw the wild an' wintry win's, Wi' eerie howl an' angry thud,Wi' blatterin' rain, an' rattlin' hail, Loud roarin' thro' the ...
'Whar hae ye been a' day, my boy Tammy? Whar hae ye been a' day, my boy Tammy?''I've been by burn ...
There were twa dows, upon a day,Made wise by want, fatigu'd wi' play,Sat in a dooket;The grund was cover'd o'er ...
By Logan's streams, that rin sae deep, Fu' aft wi' glee I've herded sheep, I've herded sheep, or gather'd slaes, Wi' my dear ...
It's dowie in the hint o' hairst,At the wa-gang o' the swallow,When the wind grows cauld, and the burns grow ...
LAST night, whan silence reign'd o'er a' the house,Nae other thing was stirring, but a Mouse,That sought ilk hole, ilka ...
Daft Ailie cam' in by the auld brig-en' As the sunlicht, saft an' sweet,Fell doon on the laigh, white wa's ...
Come in, gudeman, to your ain fireside, There's a cauld, cauld grup in the air,An' the win' blaws snell frae ...
Now Liddisdale has ridden a raid,But I wat they had better staid at hame;For Mitchell o Winfield he is dead,And ...
They were a' roun' aboot us, their hearts licht wi' glee,An' the pride an' the talk o' their faither an' ...
It was an' aboot the Lammas time,In sixteen forty-three, sirs,That there fell oot the awfu' fecht'Twixt Macfadden an' Macfee, sirs.Macfadden, ...
AIR--_"Heigh-ho! for Somebody."_ A wee bird sits upon a spray, And aye it sings o' Menie Hay, ...
When the sheep are in the fauld, and the kye at hame,And a' the warld to rest are gane,The waes ...
I miss my bonnie bairn, I miss him unco sair,I miss him stan'in' at the door, I miss him up ...
O, wad that my time were owre but, Wi' this wintry sleet and snaw,That I might see our house again, ...
The deid sleep soun' in the auld kirkyaird, At the fit o' the hills sae steep;They dream sweet dreams aneath ...
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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