To The Rev. John James (Janet Hamilton Poems)
On His Going Out To CanadaArise, for this is not thy rest; go forthAnd brave the frozen rigours of the ...
On His Going Out To CanadaArise, for this is not thy rest; go forthAnd brave the frozen rigours of the ...
It is said, it is sung, it is written, and read,It sounds in the ear, and it swims in the ...
"He is the freeman whom the Truth makes free;All else are slaves," I cry aloud to thee,O Garibaldi! in the ...
Fair Caledonia! honoured name!The Muse shall boast thy worth and fame;The circling seas that dash and boilAround thy shores with ...
Ye blest celestial twain, From your bright spheres descending,He called ye not in vain, His soul's devotion tending.To liberty and truth, With burning ...
"Sound To The Onset, The Onset, The Onset!"Arouse ye! arouse ye! the foe is at large,Again and again we must ...
On the Early Death of her only Son."We weep with those who weep:" I sympathiseWith thee, oh mother! with the ...
A dark fir-wud hings ower the burn,That wannerin' jinks roun' monny a turn,Far doon oot through the lanely dell,By whilk ...
Be pitiful, be pitiful, Pity the weak and worn;Pity the outcast vile, Ever so lost and lorn.Pity the poor who groan beneath Poverty's ...
"Had I a thousand mouths, a thousand tongues,A thousand throats, inspired with brazen lungs,"I'd rouse with thunder tones the slumbering ...
Midnight's solemn peal had rung;My drowsy spirit listless hungBetween the certain and unreal,When visioned forms and shapes idealCome floating from ...
Hear me, mithers, oh! mithers, Wives o' puir workin' men,Wha toil baith late an' early— Little to spare or spen';Weel ken I, ...
An Exquisite Little Poem In Dickens' "Household Words"Hail to thee, the Workman's Friend, We wreathe thy brow with roses!While thy useful ...
A King has sought at midnight hour The sorceress in her cell,And bids invoke the Prophet's shade, His coming doom to tell.He ...
There is an element of powerThat suits the needs of every hour—All wants to which our state gives birth—The life, ...
O, what's come o'Spunkie; can naebody tellWhaur it dances an' blinks at e'en on the fell?It's lang since I saw ...
I tell a tale o' burnin' love, A love they seldom tineWha ance ha'e nursed it in their hearts: It's no a ...
THE MAIDENI gazed on a beautiful girl, How bright were the tints on her cheek!How brilliant the light in her eyes!— Her ...
Dark and lone, at midnight sitting,Not unthinking, not unwitting,As I muse of my surroundings,Sorrows deep and spirit woundings—The anguish keen, ...
Still beyond the wild AtlanticWeeping Peace, dishevelled, frantic,Shrieking, flies from shore to shore,Hearing still the cannons roar—Seeing through the skies ...
'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 ...
Ah, bannered stars and stripes! your gloryHath paled, the blazoned folds all goryWith kindred blood hang sadly drooping;The eagle and ...
Cradled in a nest of flowers,Sheltered by the birchen bowers That clustered round the spot,Waving their pensile, slender arms,Shedding a thousand ...
Verses Written On The Occasion of The Marriage of Albert Edward, Prince of Wales, And Alexandra, Princess of DenmarkI would ...
Juist noo there are mony wha rin to an' fro,An' knowledge increases, abune an' below;The yird's like a riddle, pits, ...
On The Marriage Of George Baird Of Strichen And Cecilia HattonFill high the cup, but not with wine—The cup of ...
She comes, she comes—all right, all well!Thank God! thank God! the fearful spellThat chilled our hearts is broke; no more,On ...
Inscribed, and Sacred to the Memory of the Rev. Dr. John Campbell, of London, who died March 26, 1867.Oh, faithful ...
Who died 4th June, 1865, in his Ninetieth Year, and Sixty-third of his Ministry in that Paris.Ripe, fully ripe, then ...
Sad Winter weeps, his tears bedew thy grave, That grave on which no kindred sorrows flow;The wailing winds around it moan ...
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