Section: «Poems»

Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings: artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.); a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").

Masonic Song—ye Sons Of Old Killie

YE sons of old Killie, assembled by Willie,To follow the noble vocation;Your thrifty old mother has scarce such anotherTo sit in that honoured..

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Remorse: A Fragment

OF all the numerous ills that hurt our peace,That press the soul, or wring the mind with anguishBeyond comparison the worst are thoseBy our own..

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The Brigs Of Ayr

THE SIMPLE Bard, rough at the rustic plough,Learning his tuneful trade from ev'ry bough;The chanting linnet, or the mellow thrush,Hailing the setting..

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Verses On Captain Grose

KEN ye aught o' Captain Grose?—Igo, and ago,If he's amang his friends or foes?—Iram, coram, dago.Is he to Abra'm's bosom gane?—Igo, and ago,Or haudin..

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Ballad On Mr. Heron's Election—no. 4

WHA will buy my troggin, fine election ware,Broken trade o' Broughton, a' in high repair?Chorus.—Buy braw troggin frae the banks o' Dee;Wha wants..

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Poem On Sensibility

SENSIBILITY, how charming,Dearest Nancy, thou canst tell;But distress, with horrors arming,Thou alas! hast known too well!Fairest flower, behold the..

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Epigram—the True Loyal Natives

YE true "Loyal Natives" attend to my songIn uproar and riot rejoice the night long;From Envy and Hatred your corps is exempt,But where is your shield..

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Address To Wm. Tytler, Esq., Of Woodhouselee

REVERED defender of beauteous Stuart,Of Stuart, a name once respected;A name, which to love was the mark of a true heart,But now 'tis despis'd and..

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Epitaph On The Same

HERE lies, now a prey to insulting neglect,What once was a butterfly, gay in life's beam:Want only of wisdom denied her respect,Want only of goodness..

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Suppressed Stanzas Of &Quot;The Vision&Quot

WITH secret throes I marked that earth,That cottage, witness of my birth;And near I saw, bold issuing forthIn youthful pride,A Lindsay race of noble..

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Epistle To Hugh Parker

IN this strange land, this uncouth clime,A land unknown to prose or rhyme;Where words ne'er cross't the Muse's heckles,Nor limpit in poetic..

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Epigram—the Toad-Eater

OF Lordly acquaintance you boast,And the Dukes that you dined wi' yestreen,Yet an insect's an insect at most,Tho' it crawl on the curl of a Queen!

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Epigram To Miss Ainslie In Church

FAIR maid, you need not take the hint,Nor idle texts pursue:'Twas guilty sinners that he meant,Not Angels such as you.

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Behold The Hour, The Boat, Arrive

BEHOLD the hour, the boat, arrive!My dearest Nancy, O fareweel!Severed frae thee, can I survive,Frae thee whom I hae lov'd sae weel?Endless and deep..

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News, Lassies, News

THERE'S news, lassies, news,Gude news I've to tell!There's a boatfu' o' ladsCome to our town to sell.Chorus.—The wean wants a cradle,And the cradle..

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Song—braw Lads O' Gala Water

BRAW, braw lads on Yarrow-braes,They rove amang the blooming heather;But Yarrow braes, nor Ettrick shawsCan match the lads o' Galla Water.But there..

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The Poet's Progress

THOU, Nature, partial Nature, I arraign;Of thy caprice maternal I complain.The peopled fold thy kindly care have found,The hornèd bull, tremendous..

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Song—bonie Peggy Alison

Chor.—And I'll kiss thee yet, yet,And I'll kiss thee o'er again:And I'll kiss thee yet, yet,My bonie Peggy Alison.ILK care and fear, when thou art..

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Elegy On Stella

STRAIT is the spot and green the sodFrom whence my sorrows flow;And soundly sleeps the ever dearInhabitant below.Pardon my transport, gentle..

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Inscription To Jessie Lewars

THINE be the volumes, Jessy fair,And with them take the Poet's prayer,That Fate may, in her fairest page,With ev'ry kindliest, best presageOf future..

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Song—talk Of Him That's Far Awa

MUSING on the roaring ocean,Which divides my love and me;Wearying heav'n in warm devotion,For his weal where'er he be.Hope and Fear's alternate..

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Fragment—her Flwoing Locks

HER flowing locks, the raven's wing,Adown her neck and bosom hing;How sweet unto that breast to cling,And round that neck entwine her!Her lips are..

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Song—charlie, He's My Darling

'TWAS on a Monday morning,Right early in the year,That Charlie came to our town,The young Chevalier.Chorus.—An' Charlie, he's my darling,My darling..

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Song—lady Mary Ann

O LADY Mary Ann looks o'er the Castle wa',She saw three bonie boys playing at the ba',The youngest he was the flower amang them a',My bonie laddie's..

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Epigram On Rough Roads

I'M now arrived—thanks to the gods!—Thro' pathways rough and muddy,A certain sign that makin roadsIs no this people's study:Altho' Im not wi'..

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