Sketches of Village Character In Days “O’ Langsyne” (Janet Hamilton Poems)
I've aften been thinkin', whan sittin' alane,Blin', dowie, an' cowerin' upon the hearth stane,On places an' faces I ken'd o' ...
I've aften been thinkin', whan sittin' alane,Blin', dowie, an' cowerin' upon the hearth stane,On places an' faces I ken'd o' ...
She was wearin' awa'! she was wearin' awa'!Wi' the leaves in October, we thocht she wad fa',For her cheek was ...
The days o' langsyne, O! the days o' langsyne,Sweet thochts o' the bygane, I never sall tyne;Tho' darklin' I sit ...
Ae day short syne, whan gaun afiel,A douce aul' farrant eldrin chielCam' yont the burn tae hae a crack,For John ...
O power invincible of faith and love,Like angel rising to his home above,Thy heaven-lit features beam, calm, earnest grace,Firm truth, ...
Beside the winter e'ening fire, A gleg wee lass o' towmonds ten,Sat nestlin' close to Grannie's knee, Upon the cozie clean fire-en'.The ...
With fondest love and sweetest pleasureGaze I on my infant treasure—My sweetest rose, my purest pearl,Heaven's latest gift, my baby-girl.Opening ...
The bridge was won, the foe had crossedThe Clyde; the Covenanted hostHad lost the day, and vanquished fled.Mixed with the ...
She wrocht her wark an' never lintit,Her wrangs to nane she ever mintit;An' tho' they war baith grit an' sair,O' ...
Why this hurrying to and fro, Why all this strange commotion?The good ship Briton rolls and sways Upon a stormy ocean.Oh! where ...
I've juist been thinkin', neebour Johnie,Gif that the warl had mendit ony—Since, for the wurkin' man's disasters,We've got sae mony ...
IA small thatched cottage, moss grown old, A low-browed, weather-beaten door,Two windows small, that dimly light The dusky walls and earthen floor.From ...
Fair Caledonia! honoured name!The Muse shall boast thy worth and fame;The circling seas that dash and boilAround thy shores with ...
Calling a world to arms—I hear from farThe pealing clangours of the trump of war;The horizon political flames forthHer angry ...
Midnight's solemn peal had rung;My drowsy spirit listless hungBetween the certain and unreal,When visioned forms and shapes idealCome floating from ...
An Exquisite Little Poem In Dickens' "Household Words"Hail to thee, the Workman's Friend, We wreathe thy brow with roses!While thy useful ...
There is an element of powerThat suits the needs of every hour—All wants to which our state gives birth—The life, ...
Smoorin' wi' reek an' blacken'd wi' soot,Lowin' like Etna an' Hecla to boot,Ought o' our malleables want ye to learn?—There's ...
Singing, skipping, shaking backCurls of gold, or brown, or black,From soft cheeks and laughing eyes—Careless, gay as butterflies—Comes a fair ...
A voice deep and solemn is sounding abroad;Oh mothers of Britain! each humble abodeShould echo the burden with which it ...
In Glasgow, September 1860:Queen of the West! we hail thee from afar!The brilliance of each "bright particular star,"That gilds thy ...
Servant of God! thy soul's pure spring of lifeDisturb, defile not, with unholy strife;Gentle to all, as it becomes thee ...
On Her Kind Reception of A Large Party of Sabbath School ChildrenOh! gentle Lady, with the bounteous handAnd feeling heart, ...
Hail! noble mind, that formed the liberal plan:Hail! generous heart, that on the working man,With kindly courtesy, this day bestowedA ...
Once dear companion of my early youth,The heart of feeling and the soul of truthIn thee were joined, and still ...
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