Kilwuddie and other poems

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Seite i - Read from some humbler poet, Whose songs gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or tears from the eyelids start...
Seite 147 - An' when a brisk wooer, I courted my Jean — O'Avon's braw lasses the pride an' the queen — When neath my gray plaidie, wi' heart beatin' fain, I speired in a whisper if she'd be my ain, She blushed, an' said, " Imph-m," That charming word " Imph-m,
Seite 147 - Imph-m" — I wasna owre proud, but owre dour to say — aye! Ae day a queer word, as lang-nebbits' himsel', He vow'd he would thrash me if I wadna spell, Quo I, "Maister Quill,
Seite 146 - Ye've heard hoo the de'il, as he wauchel'd through Beith Wi' a wife in ilk oxter, an' ane in his teeth, When some ane cried oot, "Will you tak
Seite 148 - I'ma dad wi' a hoose o' my ain — A dainty bit wifie, an' mair than ae wean ; But the warst o't is this — when a question I speir, They pit on a look sae auld-farran...
Seite 148 - Imph-m" — it's no a nice word; When printed on paper its perfect absurd; Sae if ye're owre lazy to open yer jaw, Just haud ye yer tongue, an...
Seite 147 - Get aff to yer seat ! yer the plague o' the schule ! The de'il o' me kens if yer maist rogue or fule," But I only said "Imph-m," That pawkie word "Imph-m," He cou'dna spell "Imph-m/ that stands for an Aye! An' when a brisk wooer, I courted my Jean — O' Avon's braw lasses the pride an...
Seite 147 - I'll spell ye the word if ye'll spell me anither:" "Let's hear ye spell 'Imph-m,' That common word 'Imph-m,' That auld Scotch word 'Imph-m,' ye ken it means Aye !" Had ye seen how he glowr'd, hoo he scratched his big pate, An' shouted, "Ye villain, get oot o
Seite 129 - ... Unlike the lords o' commerce, wi' road and wi' rail, Boring through the mountain, bridgin' owre the vale ; While, like an arrow whizzin' owre the plain, The steam horse bears onward the truck an' the train. There's nae doubt, wee burnie, wi' a' oor eager haste To reach the winnin' post o' wealth, life treasures we waste So bent on the bauble we ettle aye to win, The best o' life's blessings we leave far behin'.

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