Grannie’s Crack Aboot The Famine In Auld Scotlan’ In 1739-40 (Janet Hamilton Poems)
"Oh saw ye e'er sic witless bairns, Sic wasterie o' blessin's gien?Oh had they dree'd what we ha'e dree'd, Oh had they ...
"Oh saw ye e'er sic witless bairns, Sic wasterie o' blessin's gien?Oh had they dree'd what we ha'e dree'd, Oh had they ...
It's no a tale o' luve I sing, Nor ane o' war an' glory:It's juist a lay o' Scottish life— A guid ...
Aul' Sheepieknowe! how dear the name! Lane birthplace o' my gude forbears;Scene o' their life-lang cares an' toils, Their sunny joys an' ...
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 ...
He donn'd his bannet braid and blue, His hame-spun suit o' hodden grey,His blue boot-hose drew ower his knees, An' teuk the ...
Blest Sabbath bells! blest Sabbath bells!My heart with solemn rapture swells;I come! I come! how blessed there,How joyful in the ...
See yonder wretched little girl,Braving cold, and want, and peril,Wandering through the frozen street,Seeking her she fears to meet;Matted locks ...
A MemoryThe cloud of years is upward rolledFrom memory's page, and I behold,Craignethan gray, thy ivied walls,Thy dusky vaults and ...
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 ...
A Scottish Summer Sabbath MorningThe still repose, the holy calmOf this blest morn, a sacred balmSheds on my world-worn weary ...
Not changeful April, with her suns and showers,Pregnant with buds, whose birth the genial hoursOf teeming May will give to ...
"Whatever step I take, and into whatever direction I may strike, the drink-demon starts up before me and blocks my ...
'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 ...
I speak to my brothers—to men who have givenA pledge unto man—a pledge unto heaven,That in deed and in truth ...
Dark gulf of death! black cavern of despair!From your foul depths, to breathe the upper air,No victim comes—one common living ...
A voice deep and solemn is sounding abroad;Oh mothers of Britain! each humble abodeShould echo the burden with which it ...
From Glasgow To Australia With Emigrants, 1854.Go, barque of promise, prove thy name, Not on the deck, where dead and dyingHave ...
An eager, youthful voice I hearAsking for bread a father dear;For he had strayed into the wild,And wandered far, the ...
My Mother! O my Mother! when thy spirit heavenward fled,And thy aged form, in death's embrace, lay on thy lonely ...
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