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 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 ...
Two angels, as I grew up glad and gay From golden infancy,Were with me, walking all along the way On ...
O meines Lebens goldne zeit.—SchillerO the youth of love and madness! let me sing another songEre the cynic grows upon ...
A pure sweet life, that came upon our earth,Stay'd for a space, and then went back to heaven.I know not ...
"Wherefore take unto you the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, ...
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 ...
It is a pleasant thing to rhyme, Providing it but bring you money;But sweeter still to pass the time In ...
I hear the winds of summer rush Above my head to-day,As here I sit by Connelbush To dream one hour ...
Each in his narrow cell forever laid,The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep.—Gray's ElegyThe mist lies on Glen Aymer hill, ...
Let me lie upon the heather Where the heath fowl have abode,In my hand the open Bible, On my lip ...
I was a shepherd in the Tempean vale, I heard Apollo play,And send sweet music, like a lover's tale, Throughout ...
You were dead, they said; In the churchyard had been laid,Many weeks ago, the dust whose youth was in ...
Nicht darf ich dir zu gleichen mich vermessen.— GoetheI know not how to sing a song to-day—Thou in the spirit, ...
To Sir Noel PatonI lay in the depths of dreamland, Above me the sky was clear,And only a single blue-bell ...
The Rev. John Donaldson, M.A., Kirkconnel. "Ave Atque Vale."A brooding quiet rests to-day On all the well-known hills around;Spring lingers ...
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 speak of one, from many singled out—One of those heavenly days that cannot die."—WordsworthThere is a lustre in the ...
I stood in the summer evening By the side of the Pastor's Pool;Above, the manse in the woodland Lay hid ...
I lift this old Communion Cup,And, lo!—what visions gather upLike white clouds on a summer dayWhen all the winds have ...
O, how bright were those early summers When, like Heaven's own dazzling bow,All the rapt, deep life of the poet ...
He is made one with Nature; there is heardHis voice in all her music.—ShelleyThere be more things within that far-off ...
Oh, the summer time is beautiful, with all its sunny sky,The soft sweet carol of the birds and streams that ...
Those simple daisies which you view, Last year, when summer winds did wave,And clouds were white with sunshine, grew Upon ...
A dream of youth has grown to fruit, Though years it was in blossom;It lay, like touch of summer light, ...
The spirit of God fell on him, and he pass'd From out the common bounds wherein we move,And like a ...
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