Mac Duff’s Cross (Joanna Baillie Poems)
MAC DUFF'S CROSS,A DRAMA.PRELUDE.NAY , smile not, lady, when I speak of witchcraft,And say that still there lurks amongst our ...
MAC DUFF'S CROSS,A DRAMA.PRELUDE.NAY , smile not, lady, when I speak of witchcraft,And say that still there lurks amongst our ...
Part I."The wild winds bellow o'er my head,And spent eve's fading light;Where shall I find some friendly shedTo screen me ...
"THE sun shines in a cloudless sky,The lake is blue and still;Up, Flora! on thine errand hie,And climb the eyrie ...
ON Gask's deserted ancient hallWas twilight closing fast,And, in its dismal shadows, allSeem'd lofty, void, and vast.All sounds of life, ...
O, go not by Dunorloch's wallsWhen the moon is in the wane,And cross not o'er Dunorloch's bridge,The farther bank to ...
WRITTEN FOR THIS COLLECTION.FREIGHTED with passengers of every sort,A motley throng, thou leav'st the busy port.Thy long and ample deck, ...
THE ministering spirits from aboveDescend with energy creative fraught,They breathe on nature with the breath of love,And lo! she wakens ...
THE fires blazed bright till deep midnight,And the guests sat in the hall,And the Lord of the feast, Lord John ...
On village green, whose smooth and well worn sod,Cross-path'd with every gossip's foot is trod;By cottage door where playful children ...
SPIRIT of strength! to whom in wrath 'tis given,To mar the earth and shake its vasty dome,Behold the sombre robes ...
GIFTED of Heaven! who hast, in days gone by,Moved every heart, delighted every eye,While age and youth, of high and ...
A JUDGEMENT clear, a pensive mindWith feelings tender and refined;A generous heart in kindness glowing,An open hand on all bestowing;A ...
'TIS now the fourth revolving age,Since Hellas bow'd beneath the rageOf Othman's stormy sway;Whose deep'ning gloom and horror spreadTill all ...
HOW does the water come down at Lodore?Here it comes sparkling,And there it lies darkling;Here smoking and frothing,Its tumult and ...
IT is a goodly sight through the clear air,From Hampstead's heathy height, to see at onceEngland's vast capital in fair ...
BRACED in the sinewy vigour of thy breed,In pride of generous strength, thou stately steed!Thy broad chest to the battle's ...
WHILE clouds on high are riding,The wintry moonshine hiding,The raging blast abiding,O'er mountain waves we go,We go, we go, we ...
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