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 ...
GLOOMY and still was the broad solemn deep,Whose rolling tides for twice a hundred years,Had lashed the rugged walls of ...
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 ...
FIRST of Devon's thousand streams--(Beside whose banks no poet dreams,Since to her praise old Drayton fram'dHis pastoral reed, yet scarcely ...
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 ...
THOU pleasant noble Bard of fame far spread,Now art thou gathered to the mighty dead,And the dark coffin and the ...
YES ,--whilst my sight is yet allow'd to restOn those dear features, (which it calms my breastTo look upon, and, ...
HOPE.NAY , sister, what hast thou to boastOf joy? a poor reciter thou,Whose happiest thought is but the ghostOf some ...
A FEAST was spread in the Baron's hall,And loud was the merry sound,As minstrels played at lady's call,And the cup ...
THE ministering spirits from aboveDescend with energy creative fraught,They breathe on nature with the breath of love,And lo! she wakens ...
DEAR Agnes, gleamed with joy and dashed with tears,O'er us have glided almost sixty yearsSince we on Bothwell's bonny braes ...
IN these our days of sentimentWhen youthful poets all lamentSome dear lost joy, some cruel maid;Old friendship changed and faith ...
WANTON droll, whose harmless playBeguiles the rustic's closing day,When, drawn the evening fire about,Sit aged crone and thoughtless lout,And child ...
YES , 'tis a year since last that plaintive cry,"Pity the prisoners," touch'd my wand'ring ear:And now again their hat ...
Beside a spreading elm, from whose high boughsLike knotted tufts the crow's light dwelling shows,Where screen'd from northern blasts, and ...
O! HOLY Mary, hear the blast!The elms 'twill overthrow,Where, hung in chains, a murderer's bonesAre tossing to and fro.The robber ...
TIME, the Dawn of the Day. --SCENE, Cape Mastic, in Scio.HAIL ! once again, great fount of life, and light,Hail, ...
'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 ...
SO bright the sun puts forth his glorious beams,So fair the field beneath his lustre gleams,So soft the south wind ...
THOU , whom the giddy mock, the gay deride,Protracted folly's scourge, and foe to pride,I'll meet thee, poor, pale omen ...
AND this was she! the peerless and the bright,The false world's darling! she who did possess,(And held awhile in Europe's ...
NAY , smile not, lady, when I speak of witchcraft,And say that still there lurks amongst our glensSome touch of ...
DEAR Phillis, all my hopes are o'erAnd I shall see thy face no more.Since every secret wish is vain,I will ...
HAIL , Memory! whose magic pow'rCan gild the present gloomy hourWith the gay colours of the past,Can smooth the wrinkled ...
MOUNT , child of Morning, mount and sing,And gaily beat thy fluttering wing,And sound thy shrill alarms:Bath'd in the fountains ...
WITH rapture, Annan! all exclaim,Thy banks how varied and how gay!Why should a name, well known to fame,Unsung remain in ...
REST , rest, afflicted spirit, quickly passThy hour of bitter suffering! Rest awaits thee,There, where, the load of weary life ...
IN a Devonshire lane, as I trotted along,T'other day, much in want of a subject for song,Thinks I to myself, ...
I WOULD not from the wise requireThe lumber of their learned lore;Nor would I from the rich desireA single counter ...
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