Poems by Andrew Lang
Johnie Faa
... For I vow and I swear by the hilt of my sword, ...
Ballades III - Of Blue China
... They snorted, they snappd, and they slew, &emsp ...
A Scot To Jeanne DArc
... Till the White Dove from thy pure lips had passed,&emsp ...
Ballade Of Sleep
... ENVOY. Prince, ere the dark be shred ...
Annan Water
... But the stream was broad, and his strength did fail, ...
Dickie Macphalion
... To think on the days that are past and gone, ...
Ballade Of His Books
... Crowe, With hosts of ghosts and bogies jailed in ...
Lady Anne Bothwell's Lament
... But quick as thought the change is wrought, ...
Bion
... Far from 'the forest ground called Thessaly'), ...
Ballades II - Of The Book-Hunter
... In rich mens shelves they take their ease,&emsp ...
Waly, Waly
... And shake the green leaves off the tree! ...
Robin Hood And The Butcher
... "How like you my horn'd beasts, good master sheriff ...
Young Benjie
... " And out then spake her youngest brother-- ...
Son Davie! Son Davie!
... Son Davie!" "A fire o' coals to burn her wi' hearty cheer, ...
Willie's Ladye
... "And wha has ta'en down that bush of woodbine ...
