Cameron’s Stone (Alexander Anderson Poems)
A pilgrim of the wilds to-day, I lie by Cameron's stone,And let my fancy roam and play, And take sweet ...
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 ...
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 ...
Hurrah for this rough brown giant of ours! He stood by the side of GodWhen the stars were shot from ...
Alone. For Jack has gone away, To hide his head in proofs and letters;And left me here to spend the ...
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 ...
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 ...
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' ...
The beings of the mind are not of clay; Essentially immortal, they createAnd multiply in us a brigher ray, And ...
A fiddler sits, wha has never been seen, On the ledgin' o' Boglebriggs;An' aye when the clock strikes the midnicht ...
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 ...
From hill-encircled Windermere, And all through happy Ambleside,Where every nook and spot were dear, A gentle Spirit was my guide.He ...
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 ...
Frae the schulehoose that sat at the heid o' the green,To the fit o' the toon where the smiddy was ...
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 ...
What does the mighty engine say, Rolling along Swift and strong,Slow or fast as his driver may,Hour by ...
A sweet love-song, whose early touch— Ere yet the master-hand grew strongTo strike the chords that felt at such The ...
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 ...
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