Miscellaneous PoemsPrinted at the Free Press Office for the author, 1871 - 144 páginas |
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... happy owre nappy , That reams in bicker strang , We'se be till oor glee will Enchant the nicht alang . " Let music's sweet harmonious flow Arouse lethargic hearts ; An ' tak ' the sting frae wily Woe , 4 THE TAILOR AN ' GHAIST .
... happy owre nappy , That reams in bicker strang , We'se be till oor glee will Enchant the nicht alang . " Let music's sweet harmonious flow Arouse lethargic hearts ; An ' tak ' the sting frae wily Woe , 4 THE TAILOR AN ' GHAIST .
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... frae our feast ! Oh ! blissfu ' when thus fou We bicker while we sing ; We'se drink till we wink will , An ' bide what morn may bring ! " The sang was o'er , an ' loud applause Swell'd like the voice o ' waterfa's . Hurtin ' the middle ...
... frae our feast ! Oh ! blissfu ' when thus fou We bicker while we sing ; We'se drink till we wink will , An ' bide what morn may bring ! " The sang was o'er , an ' loud applause Swell'd like the voice o ' waterfa's . Hurtin ' the middle ...
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... Frae earthly or unearthly power ; They wadna flee in time o ' need , But stand till bosoms ceased to bleed ! They'd drain a bicker wi ' the best That ever lived , an ' hae their jest . " To whilk the Tailor thus replied , As forth he ...
... Frae earthly or unearthly power ; They wadna flee in time o ' need , But stand till bosoms ceased to bleed ! They'd drain a bicker wi ' the best That ever lived , an ' hae their jest . " To whilk the Tailor thus replied , As forth he ...
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... frae yer lips , like snawflakes bright , An ' like them meltin ' o ' delight ; Tho ' ye wad fear nor ghaist nor deil— I'se wager ye , my vauntie chiel , That ye hae not the manly heart This spectre - rovin ' hour to start For Beauly's ...
... frae yer lips , like snawflakes bright , An ' like them meltin ' o ' delight ; Tho ' ye wad fear nor ghaist nor deil— I'se wager ye , my vauntie chiel , That ye hae not the manly heart This spectre - rovin ' hour to start For Beauly's ...
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... " said the ever pawky Allan , Delighted meikle wi ' his talen ' ; " An ' may the deevil speed ye , Tailor , But never prove yer gloomy gaoler . " Syne out the Tailor , frae their sight , Soon THE TAILOR AN ' GHAIST . 9.
... " said the ever pawky Allan , Delighted meikle wi ' his talen ' ; " An ' may the deevil speed ye , Tailor , But never prove yer gloomy gaoler . " Syne out the Tailor , frae their sight , Soon THE TAILOR AN ' GHAIST . 9.
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Página 39 - Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follows after prayer. Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice. And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares, that infest the day, Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, And as silently steal away.
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