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 ...
We took a walk to Pamphy linns— Three other friends and I,Glad-hearted as when day begins With summer in the ...
A Humorous Reading A strappin', sonsie, weel-matched pairWere Jock Macree an' Maggie Blair,An' mony wusses, said an' thinkit,They had that ...
Two angels, as I grew up glad and gay From golden infancy,Were with me, walking all along the way On ...
Alone. For Jack has gone away, To hide his head in proofs and letters;And left me here to spend the ...
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 ...
The Nith has a weird, weird soun' the nicht, As it swurls through the big black pool,An' the win' comin' ...
A fiddler sits, wha has never been seen, On the ledgin' o' Boglebriggs;An' aye when the clock strikes the midnicht ...
Young Eliore lay dreaming, and the lightOf the young sun came in, and angel brightIt made her, as within her ...
It is a pleasant thing to rhyme, Providing it but bring you money;But sweeter still to pass the time In ...
By the bend of the stream stood the house of old Ledgie Cooper, a worthy man, who about a hundred ...
Into all the onward current and this iron time that feels Its own way with din and clamour through this ...
Bless her dear little heart!" said my mate, and he pointed out to me, Fifty yards to the right, in ...
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 ...
Each in his narrow cell forever laid,The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep.—Gray's ElegyThe mist lies on Glen Aymer hill, ...
I heard this old legend a few days ago— A legend so quaint Of Ireland's saint, That to lighten my ...
So you knew Dalley that used to driveThat spanking old engine—fifty-five;Knew him? why, Dalley was my mate,He died beside me ...
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 ...
Rachel, soft and shy and blushing, pass'd into the angel wife, Tears of joy within the rapture of her sweetly-drooping ...
Bright the firelight touch'd his portrait hanging on our humble wall, But a sweeter light was in us, with a ...
The snawdrap was oot, and the primrose was seenIn the cleuch, while the side o' the burnie was green;The mavis ...
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 ...
They were a' roun' aboot us, their hearts licht wi' glee,An' the pride an' the talk o' their faither an' ...
Here in the city as I sit, The twilight filling all the room,I dream, and as my fancies flit, They ...
You smile, and half in jest you askA song from me. A simple task,If he who sings had all the ...
More coal, Bill, he said, and he held his watch to the light of the glowing fire; "We are now ...
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' ...
Back on the wrong line, that was all, Back in the morning, dusky and drear,Simple enough such a thing you ...
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