Poems
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“There’s nae luck about the house”
And are ye sure the news is true? / And are ye sure he ’s weel? / Is this a time to think of wark? … -
“They are all gone”
They are all gone into the world of light, / And I alone sit lingering here! / Their very memory is fair and bright, … -
“They are dear fish to me”
The Farmer’s wife sat at the door, / A pleasant sight to see; / And blithesome were the wee, wee bairns … -
“They come! the merry summer months”
They come! the merry summer months of beauty, song, and flowers; / They come! the gladsome months that bring thick leafiness to bowers. / Up, up, my heart! and walk abroad; fling cark and care aside; … -
“Those evening bells”
Those evening bells! those evening bells! / How many a tale their music tells / Of youth, and home, and that sweet time … -
“Thou art gone to the grave”
Thou art gone to the grave—but we will not deplore thee, / Though sorrows and darkness encompass the tomb; / The Saviour has passed through its portals before thee, … -
“Thou hast sworn by thy God, my Jeanie”
Thou hast sworn by thy God, my Jeanie, / By that pretty white hand o’ thine, / And by a’ the lowing stars in heaven, … -
“Three years she grew”
Three years she grew in sun and shower; / Then Nature said, “A lovelier flower / On earth was never sown: … -
“Thy braes were bonny”
Thy braes were bonny, Yarrow stream! / When first on them I met my lover; / Thy braes how dreary, Yarrow stream! … -
“Till death us part”
“TILL death us part,” / Thus speaks the heart / When each to each repeats the words of doom; …
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