The Waes O’ War : Or The Upshot Of The History O’ Will And Jean. In Four Parts (Hector MacNeill Poems)
PART I.Oh! that folk wad weel consider What it is to tyne a--name,What this warld is a' thegither, If bereft o' honest ...
PART I.Oh! that folk wad weel consider What it is to tyne a--name,What this warld is a' thegither, If bereft o' honest ...
Blest by the song! (a bard, though humble, cries),That moves by Pity's power th' infuriate breast;Lures Mercy beaming from her ...
Ah! winding Forth! --- smooth wandering tide!O' Strevlin's peerless plain the pride;How pleas'd alang thy verdant side, Whar floweries spring,The muse ...
When shall the woes of War and Discord cease!When shall the morn of Harmony arise!When shall the dawn of Concord, ...
O Welcome simply soothing treasure!In midst o' pain my lanely pleasure!Tutor'd by thee, and whispering leisure, I quit the thrang,And, wrapt ...
Wha was ance like Willie Gairlace, Wha in neeboring town or farm?Beauty's bloom shone in his fair face, Deadly strength was in ...
"Smeirg a loisgeadh a thiompan ria."PART I.Still'd is the tempest's blust'ring roar; Hoarse dash the billows of the sea;--But who on ...
The night blew cauld thro' snaw and sleet, Loud rair'd the blast wi' deaf'ning din;A voice cam' sad, yet mournfu' sweet; "Unbar ...
Remov'd thank God! from fierce contentions;Unknown to parties or Conventions;Alike averse to rage and folly,And foe to gloomy melancholy;Amid confusion, war, ...
You're now, Eliza, fix'd for life;In other words, you're now -- a wife;And let me whisper in your ear,A wife, ...
Tost rudely round this whirling sphere,Estrang'd from all he valued dear;Shut out from beauty's bright'ning ray;The social night, the tranquil ...
See! rob'd in new beauties, young May cheers the lawn! Ye virgins! how charming her air!Haste! cull her fresh flow'rets dew-dropping ...
I.J. Hark! -- hark! the sound of battle! Warning thrice, the cannon's rattle! Fast o'er plain and mountain brattle Scotia's thousands brave!A. Never! -- ...
This warld is a lottery, as ilk ane may ken;There are prizes for women as weel as for men:But as ...
How varied lies the chequer'd scene!-- Dunmait capt with snow;While humbler smiles, in vernal green, The sun-clad vale below:Gay spring her cheering ...
'Saw ye my wee thing? saw ye mine ain thing?Saw ye my true love down on yon lea?Cross'd she the ...
From carnag'd fields bedrench'd with gore, How long must Pity shrink with pain;Turn, shuddering pale, from shore to shore, And weep her ...
Again the tide of rapture swells; Britannia sees new trophies rise;Again the trump of vict'ry tells That with the brave compassion lies!In ...
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