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Tag Archives: poems
Afton Water
Robert Burns Flow gently, sweet Afton! amang thy green braes, Flow gently, I’ll sing thee a song in thy praise; My Mary’s asleep by thy murmuring stream, Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream. Thou stockdove whose echo resounds … Continue reading
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Robert Frost Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village, though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To … Continue reading
Winter is Good, His Hoar Delights
Emily Dickinson 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 when he goes.
With Rue My Heart is Laden
A.E. Housman With rue my heart is laden For golden friends I had For many a rose lipt maiden And many a light foot lad. By brooks too broad for leaping The light-foot boys are laid The rose-lipt girls are … Continue reading
To A Louse – On Seeing One on a Lady’s Bonnet, at Church
Robert Burns Ha! whaur ye gaun, ye crowlin ferlie? Your impudence protects you sairly; I canna say but ye strunt rarely, Owre gauze and lace; Tho’, faith! I fear ye dine but sparely On sic a place. Ye ugly, creepin, … Continue reading
Of A’ The Airts
Robert Burns Of a’ the airts the wind can blaw, I dearly like the west, For there the bonie lassie lives, The lassie I lo’e best: There’s wild-woods grow, and rivers row, And mony a hill between: But day and … Continue reading
Loveliest of Trees
A.E. Houseman Loveliest of trees the cherry now Is hung with bloom along the bow, And stands along the woodland ride Wearing white for Eastertide. Now of my threescore years and ten Twenty I’ll not see again And take from … Continue reading
Response to a NYT Editorial about Robert Burns (150 word version)
(I wrote the first version before finding out that the NYT has a 150 word limit on letters to the editor. Here’s the edited version, less than half the length than the first.) NYT Robert Burns Editorial To the Editor: … Continue reading
Response to a NYT Editorial about Robert Burns (first version)
NYT Robert Burns Editorial I will agree it’s fun to give haggis a little kick in the hurdies* from time to time. A sausage made from chopped and cooked sheep’s lung, kidney and heart (with onions, salt, pepper, suet and … Continue reading
Is There for Honest Poverty (For A’ That and A’ That)
Robert Burns Is there for honest Poverty That hings his head, an’ a’ that; The coward slave-we pass him by, We dare be poor for a’ that! For a’ that, an’ a’ that, Our toils obscure an’ a’ that, The … Continue reading