Sonnet To A Lady Seen For A Few Moments At Vauxhall
Time's sea hath been five years at its slow ebb,
Long hours have to and fro let creep the sand,
Since I was tangled in thy beauty's web,
And snared by the ungloving of thine hand
Time's sea hath been five years at its slow ebb,
Long hours have to and fro let creep the sand,
Since I was tangled in thy beauty's web,
And snared by the ungloving of thine hand
Through snowy woods and shady We went to play a
To the lonely manor-lady By the light of the Christmas moon
We violed till, upward glancing To where a mirror leaned,
We saw her airily dancing, Deeming her movements screened;
O why do you walk through the fields in gloves, Missing so much and so much
O fat white woman whom nobody loves,
Why do you walk through the fields in gloves,
When the grass is soft as the breast of doves And shivering sweet to the ...
Tune - "Invercauld's Reel, or Strathspey
"Choir
- O Tibbie,
I hae seen the day,
Lo from our loitering ship a new land at last to be seen; Toothed rocks down the side of the firth on the east guard a weary wide lea, And black slope the hillsides above, striped adown with their desolate green: And a peak rises up on the west fr...
My eyes catch ruddy
Sturdily pressed back -All a red brick moving glint
Like flaming pendulums,
Swing across the khaki -Mustard-coloured khaki -To the automatic feet