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 ...
The dark-blue clouds of night in dusky lines,Drawn wide and streaky o'er the purer sky,Wear faint the morning purple on ...
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 ...
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 ...
"THE sun shines in a cloudless sky,The lake is blue and still;Up, Flora! on thine errand hie,And climb the eyrie ...
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 ...
ON thy carved sides, where many a vivid dyeIn easy progress leads the wandering eye,A distant nation's manners we behold,To ...
THE fires blazed bright till deep midnight,And the guests sat in the hall,And the Lord of the feast, Lord John ...
YE tuneful sisters of the lyre,Who dreams and fantasies inspire,Who over poesy preside,And on a lofty hill abideAbove the ken ...
IN these our days of sentimentWhen youthful poets all lamentSome dear lost joy, some cruel maid;Old friendship changed and faith ...
Beside a spreading elm, from whose high boughsLike knotted tufts the crow's light dwelling shows,Where screen'd from northern blasts, and ...
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 ...
WHEN hollow bursts the rushing winds,And heavy beats the show'r,This anxious, aching bosom findsNo comfort in its power.For ah, my ...
WHO presses on my knee this kindly pat,And with a merry archness in my faceLooks up?--a youngling of my own ...
(AN AULD SANG NEW BUSKIT.)FY , let us a' to the wedding,For they will be lilting there;For Jock's to be ...
GIFTED of Heaven! who hast, in days gone by,Moved every heart, delighted every eye,While age and youth, of high and ...
(WRITTEN FOR MR. STRUTHER'S COLLECTION OF SONGS.)IT was on a morn, when we were thrang,The kirn it crooned, the cheese ...
Upon the grass no longer hangs the dew;Forth hies the mower with his glittering scythe,In snowy shirt bedight, and all ...
ASK you, "What charms first chain'd my heart,"And held me from the world apart,"Made young ambition's turmoil cease,"And blest me ...
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 ...
IT was a wellOf whitest marble, white as from the quarry;And richly wrought with many a high relief,Greek sculpture--in some ...
THOSE , Lord, who raise their souls to thee,Not alway sink on bended knee.On earth's vast space of sea and ...
FAIR Nymph, who dost my fate controulAnd reignest Mistress of my soul,Where thou all bright in beauty's rayHast held a ...
HERE Johnson reclines, in this grave, den, or pit,The bugbear of folly,--the tyrant of wit.As an ox over-driven, attacks in ...
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