Pit Him To His Bed (Alexander Anderson Poems)
Here's wee Tam aside the fire, Soun' as soun' can be,Tangs across his wee fat legs, Heid upon his knee.Wauken, ...
Here's wee Tam aside the fire, Soun' as soun' can be,Tangs across his wee fat legs, Heid upon his knee.Wauken, ...
Gaelic AirLane, on the winding Earn, there standsAn unco tow'r, sae stern an' auld,Biggit by lang forgotten hands,—Aince refuge o' ...
Auld Johnnie Noddle sleeps through a' the day,Sleeps until the sun gangs doon an' a' the licht away;Then he waukens ...
The auld man had a girnin' wife,An' she was aye compleenin',For a' kin' o' orra thingsThe body aye was greenin'.It's ...
Doon in the placie I hae my hameWe're an ill-daein' pack o' deils,For ilk ane gangs a gait o' his ...
LAST May, a braw wooer cam doun the lang glen, And sair wi' his love he did deave me; I ...
A GUID New-year I wish thee, Maggie! Hae, there's a ripp to thy auld baggie: Tho' thou's howe-backit now, an' ...
O WILT thou go wi' me, sweet Tibbie Dunbar? O wilt thou go wi' me, sweet Tibbie Dunbar? Wilt thou ...
THERE lived a carl in Kellyburn Braes, Hey, and the rue grows bonie wi' thyme; And he had a wife ...
FOR lords or kings I dinna mourn, E'en let them die-for that they're born: But oh! prodigious to reflec'! A ...
THE LADDIES by the banks o' Nith Wad trust his Grace 1 wi a', Jamie; But he'll sair them, as ...
HERE'S to thy health, my bonie lass, Gude nicht and joy be wi' thee; I'll come nae mair to thy ...
THERE 1 was a lad was born in Kyle, But whatna day o' whatna style, I doubt it's hardly worth ...
WHEN Guilford good our pilot stood An' did our hellim thraw, man, Ae night, at tea, began a plea, Within ...
ORTHODOX! orthodox, who believe in John Knox, Let me sound an alarm to your conscience: A heretic blast has been ...
WHILE at the stook the shearers cow'r To shun the bitter blaudin' show'r, Or in gulravage rinnin scowr To pass ...
HAS auld Kilmarnock seen the deil? Or great Mackinlay 1 thrawn his heel? Or Robertson 2 again grown weel, To ...
O, wilt thou go wi' me, Sweet Tibbie Dunbar? O, wilt thou go wi' me, Sweet Tibbie Dunbar? Wilt thou ...
THOU'S 1 welcome, wean; mishanter fa' me, If thoughts o' thee, or yet thy mamie, Shall ever daunton me or ...
GUID-MORNIN' to our Majesty! May Heaven augment your blisses On ev'ry new birth-day ye see, A humble poet wishes. My ...
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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