Kilwuddie and other poems by James NicholsonKilwuddie and other poems by James Nicholson

Kilwuddie and other poems

byJames Nicholson

Paperback | May 12, 2012

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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. 1863 Excerpt: ...frae my aught to ony tinker loon; Rather than see a frien' sae leal gang ony siccan roads, I'd mak' a poker o' yer stroop, twa pat lids o' yer brods. Na, even that I winna dae; I'll rather tak' ye doun, An' get yer auld ribs clad anew, in leather stout an' brown. My ain auld buffs, are no jist dune, sae we'll jist wag awa', An' keep cauld puirtith frae the hearth while we hae breath to blaw. SHje Wite Sfofss (Elocfc. I'LL croon ye a sang aboot an article richt sma', A wee auld-fashioned waggity that clicks upon the wa', The cantiest, the jauntiest, o' a' my hoosehold stock, A wee conceit, a perfect treat, a wee Swiss clock. O. I'm a bachelor bodie, in a wee hoose, a' my lane, Wha ne'er kent the pleasure o' a wifle or a wean; O, I hae milk, an' I hae meal, an taties in a pock, But nane to speak a couthie word except my wee clock. Awa' wi' yer cankered wives! yer greetin' weans, gae wa'! 'Twad tak a langer purse than mine to keep sic bodies braw; Yer wife maun hae a satin gown, wee Jeanie a new frock, But ne'er a maik it costs to deed my wee Swiss clock. As merry as a cricket, while as musical its tones--Nae auld clumsy codger like yer dreary aucht-day drones; It's wee bit face ye'll scarcely see 'twixt fiee-dirt and the smoke, Yet ne'er the less it wags awa', my ain wee clock! Its wee fairy pendulum sae waggishly it flings, While early in the morning it rumbles and it rings--As if it said, " Get up ye loon! like ither decent folk, And aye keep waggin' at yer wark, jist like yer wee clock." And when I sit me donn at e'en to croodle owre a sang, By my ain cozy fire when the nichts grow drear and lang; Patchin' up my auld breeks, or darnin' at a sock; I aye tak' the key-note frae my ain wee clock. There's something in the human heart that cleaves to m...
Title:Kilwuddie and other poemsFormat:PaperbackDimensions:52 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.11 inPublished:May 12, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:021722914X

ISBN - 13:9780217229142