The Landlord’s Best (Alexander Anderson Poems)
A Humorous Reading A strappin', sonsie, weel-matched pairWere Jock Macree an' Maggie Blair,An' mony wusses, said an' thinkit,They had that ...
A Humorous Reading A strappin', sonsie, weel-matched pairWere Jock Macree an' Maggie Blair,An' mony wusses, said an' thinkit,They had that ...
A pilgrim of the wilds to-day, I lie by Cameron's stone,And let my fancy roam and play, And take sweet ...
He saw through his own soul.—TennysonAlexis grew up, and through all his youthRan dreams and splendours, as a summer bowLighting ...
Hurrah for this rough brown giant of ours! He stood by the side of GodWhen the stars were shot from ...
O whaur hae ye been, my bonnie, bonnie bairns, Sae lang awa' frae me?Come in, come in, for I'm weary ...
O meines Lebens goldne zeit.—SchillerO the youth of love and madness! let me sing another songEre the cynic grows upon ...
Der Schulfreund wird nie vergessen."—Jean PaulYour Edinburgh is well enough— Stone picture of the past and present;But we have in ...
Come in, gudeman, to your ain fireside, There's a cauld, cauld grup in the air,An' the win' blaws snell frae ...
"Wherefore take unto you the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, ...
Once again within the city, 'mid its multitudinous din, Stand I, while, as sinks a leaf when left by the ...
What does the mighty engine say, Rolling along Swift and strong,Slow or fast as his driver may,Hour by ...
Aflush from the far land of song he came To us;His harp was strung with fiery threads of flame, ...
I heard beneath my feet the clear sharp ring Of grinding rail and wheel,I felt, as on we sped with ...
I hear the winds of summer rush Above my head to-day,As here I sit by Connelbush To dream one hour ...
On fire-horses and wind-horses we career.—CarlyleHurrah! for the mighty engine, As he bounds along his track:Hurrah, for the life that ...
I am auld an' frail, an' I scarce can gang, Though whiles when I tak' a turn,It's only when the ...
I was a shepherd in the Tempean vale, I heard Apollo play,And send sweet music, like a lover's tale, Throughout ...
England, amid thy great in this great time One man, white-haired, with misty, flashing eyesLooms from the rest, in his ...
Who are the heroes we hail to-day,And circle their brows with wreaths of bay?Is it the warrior back again,To be ...
The little village sleeps to-day,Save but for children at their play.The white clouds show their snowy breastAbove Glen-Aylmer's grassy crest.And ...
Bright the firelight touch'd his portrait hanging on our humble wall, But a sweeter light was in us, with a ...
I still min' Jock Buchan, the lang gawkie fule,He was nearly man muckle though still at the schule,While I was ...
He's a deil o' a wean—what ava can he mean?Lod, he'll ow'r-gang us a' yet, an' that'll be seen;Here's his ...
More coal, Bill, he said, and he held his watch to the light of the glowing fire; "We are now ...
Oor Rab's in his bed, an' he's sleepin' sae soun'That afore he wad wauken the hoose micht fa' doon.Sae I'll ...
In Eden every flower is blown. Amen.—His own epitaphA happy time in my young life—when dreams Ran in sweet thrills ...
A worker on the rail, where, day by day, The engine storms along,And sends forth, as he thunders on his ...
Ane sings the lassie that he lo'es, Gangs daft aboot her lips an' een;Anither, burns, an' heichts, an' howes, An' ...
I'm growin' auld, an' no' sae yauld, Nor yet sae gleg as I ha'e been;But whiles, when I am a' ...
I lift this old Communion Cup,And, lo!—what visions gather upLike white clouds on a summer dayWhen all the winds have ...
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