In Praise Of His Mistress (George Bannatyne Poems)
As Phebus bricht in speir merediane,E of the warld, and lamp Etheriall,Passis the licht that cleipit is Dyane,Quhen scho is ...
As Phebus bricht in speir merediane,E of the warld, and lamp Etheriall,Passis the licht that cleipit is Dyane,Quhen scho is ...
Bauld Robin Ford, frae Glasgow toon, Cam' here an' spent a nicht wi' me;An' wow, he is an unco chield, ...
Pit his back against a chair, Let us see if he can gang,But be ready wi' your han' If he ...
I dinna ken what is the maitter wi' Jeams,He canna get sleepit at nicht for his dreams,An' aye when he ...
"QUHEN Flora had o'erfret the firth In May of every moneth queen; Quhen merle and mavis singis with mirth ...
Hame, hame, hame, O hame fain wad I be--O hame, hame, hame, to my ain countree!When the flower is i' ...
O, there's nocht can tak' us back like the broom upon the brae,In the auld, auld times that are noo ...
It is naething but a lilt, Yet its rinnin' in my heid;Just a lilt, an' that is a', O' an ...
This warldly joy is only fantasy,Of quhich non erdly wicht can be content;Quho most has wit, lest suld in it ...
I THAT in heill was and gladness Am trublit now with great sickness And feblit with infirmitie:-- Timor Mortis conturbat ...
RORATE coeli desuper! Hevins, distil your balmy schouris! For now is risen the bricht day-ster, Fro the rose Mary, flour ...
O LASSIE, are ye sleepin yet, Or are ye waukin, I wad wit? For Love has bound me hand an' ...
O STAY, sweet warbling woodlark, stay, Nor quit for me the trembling spray, A hapless lover courts thy lay, Thy ...
SWEET fa's the eve on Craigieburn, And blythe awakes the morrow; But a' the pride o' Spring's return Can yield ...
He. O PHILLY, happy be that day, When roving thro' the gather'd hay, My youthfu' heart was stown away, And ...
Chorus.-Ca'the yowes to the knowes, Ca' them where the heather grows, Ca' them where the burnie rowes, My bonie Dearie. ...
BLYTHE hae I been on yon hill, As the lambs before me; Careless ilka thought and free, As the breeze ...
WHAT will I do gin my Hoggie die? My joy, my pride, my Hoggie! My only beast, I had nae ...
THERE was a bonie lass, and a bonie, bonie lass, And she lo'ed her bonie laddie dear; Till War's loud ...
O SAD and heavy, should I part, But for her sake, sae far awa; Unknowing what my way may thwart, ...
THE WIND blew hollow frae the hills, By fits the sun's departing beam Look'd on the fading yellow woods, That ...
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