Mary Lee: A Ballad (Janet Hamilton Poems)
What ails ye, bonnie Mary Lee? What gars ye greet an' pine?Your e'e is dim, your cheek is wan— What ails ye, ...
What ails ye, bonnie Mary Lee? What gars ye greet an' pine?Your e'e is dim, your cheek is wan— What ails ye, ...
Founded on a Real Incident which occurred in High Life many years ago.Within a princely chamber sat A lady, not alone;Her ...
The pride o' the clachan, the rose o' the glen,The flower o' oor lasses was Mary Muiren;Sae modest, an' mensefu', ...
She was wearin' awa'! she was wearin' awa'!Wi' the leaves in October, we thocht she wad fa',For her cheek was ...
Recited at Burns' Centenary Festival, held at Mauchlin, January 25, 1859Oh Bard beloved! as pilgrims to thy shrine, With song and ...
Fair Hamiltonia! when a happy childI roamed thy charming precincts free and wild.Led by a father's hand, beyond thy boundsI ...
O, Bonnie Clyde! a shimmering gleam Oot owre thy rippling bosom plays,Whan frae the bricht blue sky o' June The sun leuks ...
An Indian Prince now Resident in England.Of late I listened to a wondrous tale From lips revered. 'Twas not of war ...
Scene I—Marriage of Sir R. Peel With Lady E. HaySee yonder gorgeous fane, its doors expand,Throng'd with the rank, wealth, ...
The seal of sixty summers now,Cousin Aggie, marks thy brow,If beneath Canadian skiesStill thou livest. Mayhap thou liesWithin the forest's ...
I have seen thy crystal watersMirror Beauty's sportive daughters;Seen the village maiden thereLave her brow and braid her hair—Wade, till ...
Sweet minstrel of the summer dawn,Bard of the sky, o'er lea and lawnThy rapturous anthem, clear and loud,Rings from the ...
I'm a lamiter, Girzie, or I wad hae beenAt the feast o' the mutches hauden yestreenIn the big City Ha'—the ...
She wrocht her wark an' never lintit,Her wrangs to nane she ever mintit;An' tho' they war baith grit an' sair,O' ...
Damp and drear the lonely halls,Faint the misty sunlight fallsThrough the casement, soil'd and dim,In the chambers, grey and grim.On ...
"Where are ye, friend of my youth? And echo answered, 'Where!'"Where are ye, dear companions of my youth? I gaze around and ...
Who died at the age of six years and two monthsToo fair, too pale, too pure and wiseFor earth, she ...
Nae mair, alas! nae mair I'll see Young mornin's gowden hairSpread ower the lift—the dawnin' sheen O' simmer mornin' fair!Nae mair the ...
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 ...
See yonder wretched little girl,Braving cold, and want, and peril,Wandering through the frozen street,Seeking her she fears to meet;Matted locks ...
Dark lowered the thunder-cloud of deathO'er Alma's height, while far beneath, In deep and dread array,Fair France, thy eagle-bannered host,Her lion ...
Straying, musing, singing, dreaming,'Neath the leafy banners streaming,Fleck'd with golden sunbeams gleaming Through the woodland's dun;On lone Calder's banks reclining,Where the ...
Fair Caledonia! honoured name!The Muse shall boast thy worth and fame;The circling seas that dash and boilAround thy shores with ...
"Sound To The Onset, The Onset, The Onset!"Arouse ye! arouse ye! the foe is at large,Again and again we must ...
A MemoryThe cloud of years is upward rolledFrom memory's page, and I behold,Craignethan gray, thy ivied walls,Thy dusky vaults and ...
On the Birth of the Prince Imperial of Francexhausted, faint, and pale, A fair young mother lies—She hears her babe's first ...
On the Early Death of her only Son."We weep with those who weep:" I sympathiseWith thee, oh mother! with the ...
"Why beholdest thou the mote that is in thy brother's eye, but perceivest not the beam that is in thine ...
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 ...
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