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Willie Brew'd A Peck O' Maut O Willie brew'd a peck o' maut, And Rob and Allen cam to see; Three blyther hearts, that lee-lang night, Ye wadna found in Christendie. Chorus.-We are na fou, we're nae that fou, But just a drappie in our... Poet:	The Wind's Message There came a whisper down the Bland between the dawn and dark, Above the tossing of the pines, above the river's flow; It stirred the boughs of giant gums and stalwart ironbark; It drifted where the wild ducks played amid the swamps below;... Poet:	Winter in Summer Poet:	Winter is good — his Hoar Delights Winter is good — his Hoar Delights Italic flavor yield To Intellects inebriate With Summer, or the World — Generic as a Quarry And hearty — as a Rose — Invited with Asperity But welcome... Poet:
Winter under cultivation Winter under cultivation Is as arable as Spring. Poet:	Witchcraft has not a Pedigree Witchcraft has not a Pedigree 'Tis early as our Breath And mourners meet it going out The moment of our death — Poet:	With a Flower I hide myself within my flower, That wearing on your breast, You, unsuspecting, wear me too — And angels know the rest. I hide myself within my... Poet:	With Pinions of Disdain With Pinions of Disdain The soul can farther fly Than any feather specified in Ornithology — It wafts this sordid Flesh Beyond its dull — control And during its electric gale — The body is a... Poet:
With sweetness unabated With sweetness unabated Informed the hour had come With no remiss of triumph The autumn started home Her home to be with Nature As competition done By influential kinsmen Invited to... Poet:	With thee, in the Desert — With thee, in the Desert — With thee in the thirst — With thee in the Tamarind wood — Leopard breathes — at last! Poet: