The Brown Giant (Alexander Anderson Poems)
Hurrah for this rough brown giant of ours! He stood by the side of GodWhen the stars were shot from ...
Hurrah for this rough brown giant of ours! He stood by the side of GodWhen the stars were shot from ...
Daft Ailie cam' in by the auld brig-en' As the sunlicht, saft an' sweet,Fell doon on the laigh, white wa's ...
Der Schulfreund wird nie vergessen."—Jean PaulYour Edinburgh is well enough— Stone picture of the past and present;But we have in ...
The beings of the mind are not of clay; Essentially immortal, they createAnd multiply in us a brigher ray, And ...
A pure sweet life, that came upon our earth,Stay'd for a space, and then went back to heaven.I know not ...
Young Eliore lay dreaming, and the lightOf the young sun came in, and angel brightIt made her, as within her ...
Once again within the city, 'mid its multitudinous din, Stand I, while, as sinks a leaf when left by the ...
By the bend of the stream stood the house of old Ledgie Cooper, a worthy man, who about a hundred ...
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 ...
You were dead, they said; In the churchyard had been laid,Many weeks ago, the dust whose youth was in ...
You prate about your busy town, And look upon myself with pity,As something too much overgrown To grace your cultivated ...
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 ...
The snawdrap was oot, and the primrose was seenIn the cleuch, while the side o' the burnie was green;The mavis ...
Grey tree within the churchyard old, Why stir thy leaves to-night?Why moan thy branches in the cold And shake as ...
L`amor che muove il Sole e l'altre stelle. —DanteI have flung away my Dante, weary with the sounding line,And the ...
I stood upon the four-foot way Amid the haunts I knew so well,The sunshine of an April day Was over ...
You smile, and half in jest you askA song from me. A simple task,If he who sings had all the ...
Lying full-length upon the summer grass,And by the murmur of a summer stream,I heard the village bell, and turning roundTo ...
I sit upon a shattered shaft, as if Time, worn and blind,Had smote himself in sudden rage and left one ...
Upon the rails I work away, The rails sae slim an' narrow,But in my heart this summer day I hear ...
I stood in the summer evening By the side of the Pastor's Pool;Above, the manse in the woodland Lay hid ...
Du Wonne der Natur.—Schiller.O come away to the woodland bowers, Where the shade is soft and sweet,And pillow the head ...
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 ...
O, eine edle Himmelsgabe istDas licht des auges.—SchillerOur little Ella, with her love and light, Made our sweet home a ...
A dream of youth has grown to fruit, Though years it was in blossom;It lay, like touch of summer light, ...
A life I thought had pass'd away, With all its old, spasmodic thinking,When I read Schiller's "Robber" play, Came back ...
It was a little grave—So little, you could almost think the sextonHad, in his weary labour, left a sod—A single ...
The feeble infant, but an hour in life, Lay wailing in our arms, while on the bedSlept, like a faded ...
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