A Walk To Pamphy Linns (Alexander Anderson Poems)
We took a walk to Pamphy linns— Three other friends and I,Glad-hearted as when day begins With summer in the ...
Alexander Anderson Poems on Home (24 Poems)
A Love Retrospect (Alexander Anderson Poems)
O meines Lebens goldne zeit.—SchillerO the youth of love and madness! let me sing another songEre the cynic grows upon ...
A Retrospectiv (Alexander Anderson Poems)
I see yet, bright as summer beams, The spot where all my childhood wander'd,And where, in rich Arabian dreams, I ...
A Dreamer’s Paradise (Alexander Anderson Poems)
"Forget the snorting steam and piston stroke,Forget the spreading of the hideous town."—The Earthly ParadiseYes, William Morris, it were well ...
Rachel (Alexander Anderson Poems)
Rachel, soft and shy and blushing, pass'd into the angel wife, Tears of joy within the rapture of her sweetly-drooping ...
Rabelais (Alexander Anderson Poems)
J'aime Monsieur Francois Rabelais, that Rough, shoulder-shrugging, laughing Frenchman,Who struts about, broad, red, and fat, With humour for his constant ...
The First-Foot (Alexander Anderson Poems)
Bright the firelight touch'd his portrait hanging on our humble wall, But a sweeter light was in us, with a ...
Behind Time (Alexander Anderson Poems)
More coal, Bill, he said, and he held his watch to the light of the glowing fire; "We are now ...
Bob Cruikshanks (Alexander Anderson Poems)
This is what Bob Cruikshanks said,With a doubtful shake of the head, And an oily hand that began to feelRound ...
John Keats (Alexander Anderson Poems)
He is made one with Nature; there is heardHis voice in all her music.—ShelleyThere be more things within that far-off ...
Jenny (Alexander Anderson Poems)
I sat—in church, of course—and heard The parson thunder forth his sermon."The text!" you say—well that's absurd, You ask me ...
The First Break (Alexander Anderson Poems)
The first break in our happy household hearth Was my broad manly son, and far awayHe sleeps, while by the ...
Lars Andersonicus (Alexander Anderson Poems)
The great Lars Andersonicus, Who dwelleth in the South,Who hath the front of Grecian Jove And the heavy bearded mouth,He ...
The Hills An’ Burns At Hame (Alexander Anderson Poems)
Hoo cantie was I in my youth, Afore I ever thocht to range,Or leave my hame, an' be, in sooth, ...
Anna (Alexander Anderson Poems)
I loved her when I was at school— So early Cupid flung his fetter;I fought my rivals, like a fool, ...
Thinking Of Michael (Alexander Anderson Poems)
In the chamber of death underground, Came these words to touch men to the heart,Bring tears to the eyes, and ...
Joseph Thomson (Alexander Anderson Poems)
He sleeps among the hills he knew, They look upon his early rest,The winds that in his childhood blew— They ...
First Love (Alexander Anderson Poems)
I look back to my early life, When I was seventeen or so;When Love first shed his rosy strife, And ...
Those Footsteps (Alexander Anderson Poems)
In the quiet hush of the tender night, When my eyes fill up with tears,Comes my darling unto me, all ...
A Blackbird’s Nest (Alexander Anderson Poems)
She sits upon her nest all day, Secure amid the toiling dinOf serpent belts that coil and play, And, moaning, ...
Mary (Alexander Anderson Poems)
Roses fade, and why not you?Mary, in whose eyes we viewSweetest fancies peeping through,So that unto us they seemColours in ...
The Dove (Alexander Anderson Poems)
A dove went up, and struck the air Impatiently with all her wing; I said, "O bird thy journeyingIs like ...
Sonnets To A Friend: II (Alexander Anderson Poems)
And with the murmur of the Rhine will come Those legends which have flung, as from a sky We cannot ...
At Home (Alexander Anderson Poems)
Here as I sit this summer day, On a seat at a door in a little town,Trains, about fifty yards ...