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' ...
"Look not upon the wine when it is red, when it giveth its colour in the cup, when it moveth ...
O power invincible of faith and love,Like angel rising to his home above,Thy heaven-lit features beam, calm, earnest grace,Firm truth, ...
Recited at Burns' Centenary Festival, held at Mauchlin, January 25, 1859Oh Bard beloved! as pilgrims to thy shrine, With song and ...
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 ...
Who died at the age of six years and two monthsToo fair, too pale, too pure and wiseFor earth, she ...
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 ...
"Sound To The Onset, The Onset, The Onset!"Arouse ye! arouse ye! the foe is at large,Again and again we must ...
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 ...
On the Early Death of her only Son."We weep with those who weep:" I sympathiseWith thee, oh mother! with the ...
Lines inscribed to the new Professor of Spiritual Rapology, Glasgow, 1864.Hast thou abjured the worship of old Mammon,To offer incense ...
"Had I a thousand mouths, a thousand tongues,A thousand throats, inspired with brazen lungs,"I'd rouse with thunder tones the slumbering ...
A Scottish Summer Sabbath MorningThe still repose, the holy calmOf this blest morn, a sacred balmSheds on my world-worn weary ...
Hear me, mithers, oh! mithers, Wives o' puir workin' men,Wha toil baith late an' early— Little to spare or spen';Weel ken I, ...
There is an element of powerThat suits the needs of every hour—All wants to which our state gives birth—The life, ...
Still beyond the wild AtlanticWeeping Peace, dishevelled, frantic,Shrieking, flies from shore to shore,Hearing still the cannons roar—Seeing through the skies ...
A loftier muse, in higher strains, may sing A grander requiem o'er the stateman's bier:Yet genius, rank, and grandeur may not ...
"My boast is not that I deduce my birthFrom loins enthroned, or rulers of the earth;But higher far my proud ...
Welcome! Oh, welcome! in thy course of fame—Through rolling clouds of smoke and lurid flame,Belched from a hundred murky piles—at ...
BEATTIE.Sweet minstrel! from thy hermit's cell Rich strains of sacred truth are flowing,The haughty sceptic's pride to quell; Thy harp is tuned ...
No darker record on the roll of timeWas e'er inscribed to country, age, or clime,By the red hand of war—so ...
Verses Written On The Occasion of The Marriage of Albert Edward, Prince of Wales, And Alexandra, Princess of DenmarkI would ...
Sweet Pet! such pets are far and few—A flow'ret balmed with spirit dew—With beauteous tints of heavenly hue—A lovely soul, ...
Ere ancient Thebes began on high to raiseHer crest of towers; ere rose the wondrous mazeOf column'd temples, palaces, and ...
Hark! the impatient dogs of war,Growling, baying from afar,The royal ban-dogs, bound and strainTo slip the leash or snap the ...
Dark hours of tearless, sleepless grief,Of woe, denied the soft reliefOf tears, to soothe the burning smartThat throbs and festers ...
Hae ye come to yer senses yet, Sammy, my man?For ye juist war rid-wud whan the war it began;Has the ...
Inscribed, and Sacred to the Memory of the Rev. Dr. John Campbell, of London, who died March 26, 1867.Oh, faithful ...
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