Rhymes, reveries, and reminiscences

9781152036529: Rhymes, reveries, and reminiscences
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1867 Excerpt: ...haft Is gowd inlaid. There's ae plain truth that winna fail--My face is ony thing but pale, An' i' the street, I may gae bail, There will be gazers; I doot ye hae been made for sale, Like Pindar's razors. But, to conclude, ahint this day, Nae mair ye'se get my face to flay; Nor yet my chin an' cheeks this way Wi' cuts t' adorn; I'se hae you sent, cost what it may, To Coutts the morn. THE LANELY WIDOW. The lang winter nicht she site dowie an' lane, An' she croons an' she thinks on the days that are game; She wearies o' spinnin', an' sets by her wheeL--For she 's feckless an' frail, an' she 's nae verra weel. Through her auld broken window is driving the snaw, An' her wee spunk o' fire scarcely warms her ava'--She looks, wi' the tear in her e'e, through the room,. An' sighs as she sees ilka settle is toom. There sat her guidman, wha is gane to his rest--An' there sat her Jamie, her auldest an' bestn--An' there sat her Jocky--an' there sat her Jane; But now they hae gane, an' hae left her alane. Her Jamie's a sodger, an' far far awa'--O' Jock, wha's a sailor, she kens nocht ava'--An' Jeanie to help her, nae doot wad be fain, But Jeanie has bairnies an' cares o' her ain. Then she thinks on the time when her rooftree has rung, On a blythe Hallowe'en, when her bairnies wereyoung; When a well-plenished girnal, wi twa 'r thre« to. share't, Keepit cauld frae the biggin', an' care frae the hear.. Oh! few are the comforts o' poortith an' eild-r--When thin is the claithin' an' cauld is the beild--Unkent by the great, an' unseen by the gay, Wha pass by the door o' the runkl'd and grey. MEET HE MARION. 119 I Yet, thinkna that hope frae her bosom is gane, Though thus she is friendless, forsaken, an' lane; For ae comfort is left her that lessens her care--Site can sti...

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