Anonymous Poems

1. The Unquiet Grave 7/14/2015
2. I Eat My Peas with Honey 7/22/2015
3. Epilogue To The Padlock 8/11/2015
4. Nerve thy soul with doctrines noble 10/15/2015
5. Sir Gowther 10/27/2015
6. Emare 10/27/2015
7. Sir Degare 10/27/2015
8. Erle of Tolous 10/27/2015
9. Lay le Freine 10/27/2015
10. Although things are not perfect 11/10/2015
11. Red River Valley 11/14/2015
12. The Devil's Nine Questions 11/25/2015
13. The Cruel Mother 11/25/2015
14. Christmas Presents 12/14/2015
15. Santa's New Idea 12/14/2015
16. The Night After Christmas 12/14/2015
17. Christmas is Coming 12/14/2015
18. On A Tired Housewife 3/20/2015
19. I'll Stretch It a Little 2/3/2016
20. The Bridge Builder 2/3/2016
21. I Shall Be Married on Monday Morning 2/16/2016
22. Twelfth Song of Thunder 2/19/2016
23. Moo, Moo, Brown Cow 3/25/2016
24. The Owl and the Fox 7/20/2016
25. Lend a Hand 2/3/2016
26. The Nameless Maiden 3/20/2015
27. Little Lessons 3/20/2015
28. Mr Nobody 4/22/2015
29. There Once Was A Man From Nantucket 2/3/2015
30. Death Of An Innocent 3/21/2015
31. Sister Without Peer 2/12/2015
32. It Takes Courage 1/3/2015
33. Key To Friendship 12/10/2014
34. The Twelve Days Of Christmas 12/15/2014
35. Courage 1/3/2015
36. It Takes Courage 1/3/2015
37. May In The Green-Wood 1/4/2003
38. The Bonny Earl Of Murray 1/4/2003
39. Phillada Flouts Me 1/4/2003
40. When Flora Had O'Erfret The Firth 1/4/2003
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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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Tam Lin

O I forbid you, maidens a',
That wear gowd on your hair,
To come or gae by Carterhaugh,
For young Tam Lin is there.

There's nane that gaes by Carterhaugh
But they leave him a wad,
Either their rings, or green mantles,
Or else their maidenhead.

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