Poems
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“O, saw ye bonnie Leslie?”
O, Saw ye bonnie Leslie / As she gaed o’er the border? / She ’s gane, like Alexander, … -
“O, saw ye the lass?”
O, Saw ye the lass wi’ the bonny blue een? / Her smile is the sweetest that ever was seen; / Her cheek like the rose is, but fresher, I ween; … -
“O, the pleasant days of old!”
O, The PLEASANT days of old, which so often people praise! / True, they wanted all the luxuries that grace our modern days: / Bare floors were strewed with rushes, the walls let in the cold; … -
“Oft in the stilly night”
Oft in the stilly night, / Ere slumber’s chain has bound me, / Fond Memory brings the light … -
“Oh that ’t were possible”
From “Maud” / OH that ’t were possible, / After long grief and pain, … -
“Oh! where do fairies hide their heads?”
Oh! where do fairies hide their heads, / When snow lies on the hills, / When frost has spoiled their mossy beds, … -
“One day I wrote her name”
From “Amoretti.” Sonnet LXXV. / ONE day I wrote her name upon the strand, / But came the waves, and washèd it away: … -
“Only a year”
One year ago,—a ringing voice, / A clear blue eye, / And clustering curls of sunny hair, … -
“Our boat to the waves”
Our boat to the waves go free, / By the bending tide, where the curled wave breaks, / Like the track of the wind on the white snowflakes: … -
“Our God, our help in ages past”
Our God, our help in ages past, / Our hope for years to come, / Our shelter from the stormy blast, …
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