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 ...
HOW lovely, Evening, is thy parting smile!The twilight softness of thy glowing skyMay well the poet's pensive dream beguile,And kindle ...
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 ...
SIR MAURICE was a wealthy lord,He liv'd in the north countrie,Well would he cope with foe-man's sword,Or the glance of ...
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 ...
'TWAS night in Babylon,--yet many a beamOf lamps, far glittering from her domes on high,Shone, brightly mingling in Euphrates' stream,With ...
IN these our days of sentimentWhen youthful poets all lamentSome dear lost joy, some cruel maid;Old friendship changed and faith ...
WELCOME , sweet time of buds and bloom, renewingThe earliest objects of delight, and wooingThe notice of the grateful heart! ...
YES , 'tis a year since last that plaintive cry,"Pity the prisoners," touch'd my wand'ring ear:And now again their hat ...
O! HOLY Mary, hear the blast!The elms 'twill overthrow,Where, hung in chains, a murderer's bonesAre tossing to and fro.The robber ...
(AN AULD SANG NEW BUSKIT.)FY , let us a' to the wedding,For they will be lilting there;For Jock's to be ...
IN a dream of the night I was wafted away,To the moorland of mist where the martyrs lay;Where Cameron's sword ...
SOLE partner of my heart! remov'd from all,Here on the lonely shore to thee I call;The waves which raise their ...
THE Monarchs of Europe, who prattle of peace,Shall cease, from this night, to calumniate Greece,The Moslems repent that they roused ...
FAREWELL , thou haughty, cruel fair!Upon thy brow no longer wearThat sombre look of cold disdain,I ne'er shall see thy ...
PRAISE ye the Lord with cheerful voice,In swelling strains his praises sing,It makes the grateful heart rejoice,It is a blest ...
THE REFORMER OF NEWGATE.HELP , Master, help!—we sink—our toil is vain—We perish—help!—the faint disciples cried:The Saviour rose and look'd upon ...
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