The Ballad O’ Mary Muiren (Janet Hamilton Poems)
The pride o' the clachan, the rose o' the glen,The flower o' oor lasses was Mary Muiren;Sae modest, an' mensefu', ...
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 ...
Dochter Peggy sat on the kiln, An' watch'd owre her faither's life,For he had been at Both'ell brig, An' joined in the ...
It's fifty towmonds since, an' mair, Wi' lichtsome fit an' richt guid-wull,Ae simmer day I teuk the gate Oot ower the muirs ...
O Nannie, dear Nannie! whan ye gaed awa',I thocht my fu' heart wad hae broken in twa;An' sair ye were ...
O, Bonnie Clyde! a shimmering gleam Oot owre thy rippling bosom plays,Whan frae the bricht blue sky o' June The sun leuks ...
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 ...
Aul' Scotlan'! lan' o' cakes an' sang,O' gude pease scones an' kebbuck whang,Yer crumpy farls o' ait meal cake,An' barley ...
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 ...
Na, na, I wunna pairt wi' that, I downa gi'e it up;O' Scotlan's hamely mither tongue I canna quat the grup.It's 'bedded ...
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 ...
PHASE IThe midnight hour hath chimed, The night is wild and cold;I see a trembling hand Yon cottage door unfold.A pale and ...
Bending with straining eyes Over the tambour frame,Never a change in her weary routine— Slave in all but the name.Tambour, ever tambour, Tambour ...
Midnight's solemn peal had rung;My drowsy spirit listless hungBetween the certain and unreal,When visioned forms and shapes idealCome floating from ...
Bright flashes of sunshine—sweet snatches of song—Warm gushings of kindness, come thrilling alongThe chords of old memories, melting the tone,And ...
'Twas night; I stood on yonder fir-crown'd height And look'd on flaming furnace, forge, and mine;The black-brow'd clouds with lurid fires ...
Cradled in a nest of flowers,Sheltered by the birchen bowers That clustered round the spot,Waving their pensile, slender arms,Shedding a thousand ...
"Away from the dwellings of care-worn menThe waters are sparkling in wood and glen—Away from the chamber and dusky hearthThe ...
Dear child! a faithful mother's love For thee will toil, and watch, and pray;An angel hovering still above Thy couch by night, ...
O'er thy lone beauty, sweet Birkhill,Sad, brooding memory hovers still;Within, without, the sylvan cot,Ah! long unseen, but ne'er forgot.The fair-haired ...
O Jeanie, my woman! whar is't ye are gaun,Wi' a bairn on yer arm an' ane in yer haun?There's snaw ...
Drifting before the tempter's power,This piteous wreck in horror's hourOn dark perdition's rock was driven!Let groaning earth and righteous heavenSum ...
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