Anonymous Poems

1. Epilogue To The Padlock 8/11/2015
2. Nerve thy soul with doctrines noble 10/15/2015
3. Sir Gowther 10/27/2015
4. Emare 10/27/2015
5. Sir Degare 10/27/2015
6. Erle of Tolous 10/27/2015
7. Lay le Freine 10/27/2015
8. Although things are not perfect 11/10/2015
9. Red River Valley 11/14/2015
10. The Devil's Nine Questions -new- 11/25/2015
11. The Cruel Mother -new- 11/25/2015
12. On A Tired Housewife 3/20/2015
13. The Unquiet Grave 7/14/2015
14. The Nameless Maiden 3/20/2015
15. Little Lessons 3/20/2015
16. I Eat My Peas with Honey 7/22/2015
17. Mr Nobody 4/22/2015
18. The Twelve Days Of Christmas 12/15/2014
19. Sister Without Peer 2/12/2015
20. It Takes Courage 1/3/2015
21. There Once Was A Man From Nantucket 2/3/2015
22. Death Of An Innocent 3/21/2015
23. Courage 1/3/2015
24. Key To Friendship 12/10/2014
25. It Takes Courage 1/3/2015
26. May In The Green-Wood 1/4/2003
27. The Bonny Earl Of Murray 1/4/2003
28. Godfrey Gordon 1/3/2003
29. Phillada Flouts Me 1/4/2003
30. When Flora Had O'Erfret The Firth 1/4/2003
31. The Miracle Of Friendship 12/9/2014
32. O Burr 1/4/2003
33. The Braes O'Yarrow 1/3/2003
34. Quia Amore Langueo 1/4/2003
35. Midnight Special 1/3/2003
36. The Dowie Houms Of Yarrow 1/4/2003
37. She'Ll Be Comin' Round The Mountain 1/3/2003
38. The Bonnie House O' Airlie 1/4/2003
39. Hey Nonny No! 1/4/2003
40. Riddle 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Anonymous

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

To every thing there is a season,
and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose;
a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, and a time to ...

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I Don'T Want To Die

I want to go home,
I want to go home,
I don't want to go in the trenches no more,
Where whizz-bangs and shrapnel they whistle and roar.
Take me over the sea
Where the Alleyman can't get at me.
Oh my,
I don't want to die,
I want to go home.

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