Daft Ailie (Alexander Anderson Poems)
Daft Ailie cam' in by the auld brig-en' As the sunlicht, saft an' sweet,Fell doon on the laigh, white wa's ...
Daft Ailie cam' in by the auld brig-en' As the sunlicht, saft an' sweet,Fell doon on the laigh, white wa's ...
The beings of the mind are not of clay; Essentially immortal, they createAnd multiply in us a brigher ray, And ...
Once again within the city, 'mid its multitudinous din, Stand I, while, as sinks a leaf when left by the ...
It is a pleasant thing to rhyme, Providing it but bring you money;But sweeter still to pass the time In ...
Into all the onward current and this iron time that feels Its own way with din and clamour through this ...
I still min' Jock Buchan, the lang gawkie fule,He was nearly man muckle though still at the schule,While I was ...
I ken'd Maggie weel ere she grew to a wife,An' smiled in the sunshine o' a' its sweet life;But, wae's ...
Das T?chtige wenns wahrhaft ist,Wirkt ?ber alle zeiten hinaus.—GoetheLet there be fingers on the lips to-day, And footsteps check'd to ...
Sam Adamson, the driver, heFlung a bunch of waste to me."That's to keep your hands," he said,Then he turned and ...
I took her down a country dance, And ever in its giddy wheelingHer eyes beam'd forth the sweetest glance That ...
I work upon the line to-day, The rails on either side of me,But all my fancies wing their way, Like ...
I hear the lark to-day; he sings Against a hazy April cloud—The glorious little soul with wings! Who sings so ...
Within an unseen cage he sings, Hung high above t e rush of feet,He ruffles up his little wings, This ...
She sits upon her nest all day, Secure amid the toiling dinOf serpent belts that coil and play, And, moaning, ...
The wind through the summer woods blows cool, So I walk with quiet pace,But I stop a little at the ...
This was what the pointsman said,With both hands at his throbbing head:—"I drew the wrong lever standing hereAnd the danger ...
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