The Poetical and Prose Works of William Welsh by William WelshThe Poetical and Prose Works of William Welsh by William Welsh

The Poetical and Prose Works of William Welsh

byWilliam Welsh

Paperback | October 12, 2012

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1875 edition. Excerpt: air-castle here.' Ah! the prideless homes of the dreamless dead Outnumber the living far, But they no useless windows need, Nor doors with bell and bar. Uncheck'd I mov'd to each lowly cot, Where dwelt those once lov'd well, Sad to think how soon it would be my lot In a like dark house to dwell. And strangers dust here and there appear'd, Who from their homes did stray, While youths whom Peebles fondly reared Lay mouldering far away. But I trust we'll meet when from the tombs God will his people bring, To where an endless summer blooms, And one perennial spring. WHAT I WOULD LIKE HEN first I thought upon a wife, An' twenty years did speel; Thus went my plan of passing life Wi' ane I liket weel:--Near to some low romantic glen, A burnie rinnin clear, Where nought but nature lets us ken The circlin o' the year. High o'er the linn the eagle looks, The water maks a din; Syne gently windin through the rocks, It forms a level plain. Here in a crook my dwellin stands, Fu' loun' forenent the sun, Amang some trees an' spreadin wands, Where busy wild bees bum. A little park surrounds the house, Where twa-three pets do feed; A highland cow, an' pony crouse, That rins wi' canty speed. Sax hens, a cock, a singin bird, A canny colly too. A sleekit cat, the mice to curb, But fient a lang-nos'd sow. A but, a ben, an eight-day clock; Or if I'm no sae braw--A watch, that weel her rounds can trot Hings chickin on the wa Wi' plenty books, a canny wife, That weel her bairns can breed; An' little cause for care or strife, Or jealousy to dread. When gentle Spring comes smirkin in, An' flowers begin to kythe. Green woods do ring wi' birds that sing, An' ilka thing looks blythe. My garden snug at the house end, When day-light decks the skies, Does call aloud...
Title:The Poetical and Prose Works of William WelshFormat:PaperbackDimensions:28 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.06 inPublished:October 12, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:0217601952

ISBN - 13:9780217601955