Altarwise By Owl-Light (Dylan Thomas Poems)
Altarwise by owl-light in the half-way house The gentleman lay graveward with his furies; Abaddon in the hangnail cracked from ...
Altarwise by owl-light in the half-way house The gentleman lay graveward with his furies; Abaddon in the hangnail cracked from ...
Cuddle doon an' sleep fu' soun', Mammy's bairnie saft an' cozie;Pit ae han' my neck aroun', An' the ither in ...
Auld Granny Grey Pow, Fetch the bairnies in;Bring them frae the Scaur Heid, Where they mak' sic din.Chase them frae ...
The bairnies cuddle doon at nicht, Wi' muckle faucht an' din—"O, try and sleep, ye waukrife rogues, Your faither's comin' ...
He's a terrible man, John Tod, John Tod,He's a terrible man, John Tod. He scolds in the ...
Pit his back against a chair, Let us see if he can gang,But be ready wi' your han' If he ...
Wull I ha'e to speak again To thae weans o' mine?Eicht o'clock, an' weel I ken The schule gangs in ...
Did ye see the Bowgie man Stan'in' at the door?Ae big pock flung owre his back, Anither doon afore.Did ye ...
What a plague is this o' mine, Winna steek his e'e,Though I hap him ow'r the head As cosie as ...
San' man frae the quarry hole, Bring a pouk o' san';Stan' ahint my back, an' tak' A neivefu' in your ...
O a' the ills that come to swall a wearit mither's grief,The warst is when her laddie winna tak' his ...
O, mither, sing a sang to the bairns, When the nicht-fa' gathers them in;Wee Jamie oot at his elbows an' ...
When little Fanny came to town, I felt as I could sing!She were the sprackest little maid, the ...
Auld Johnnie Noddle sleeps through a' the day,Sleeps until the sun gangs doon an' a' the licht away;Then he waukens ...
SEARCHING auld wives' barrels, Ochon the day! That clarty barm should stain my laurels: But-what'll ye say? These movin' things ...
SIR, as your mandate did request, I send you here a faithfu' list, O' gudes an' gear, an' a' my ...
O THAT I had ne'er been married, I wad never had nae care, Now I've gotten wife an' weans, An' ...
ELLISLAND, 21st Oct., 1789.WOW, but your letter made me vauntie! And are ye hale, and weel and cantie? I ken'd ...
HERE lie Willie Michie's banes; O Satan, when ye tak him, Gie him the schulin o' your weans, For clever ...
'TWAS 1 in that place o' Scotland's isle, That bears the name o' auld King Coil, Upon a bonie day ...
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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