Anonymous


Anonymous Poems

1. A Hymn To The Virgin 1/4/2003
2. A Lyke-Wake Dirge 1/4/2003
3. A Riddle 1/3/2003
4. Advice To A Lover 1/3/2003
5. Alison 1/4/2003
6. Angelica The Doorkeeper 1/3/2003
7. As Ye Came From The Holy Land 1/4/2003
8. At Liberty I Sit And See 1/3/2003
9. Balow 1/4/2003
10. Barbara Allen's Cruelty 1/4/2003
11. Binnorie 1/4/2003
12. Blow, Northern Wind 1/4/2003
13. Carol 1/4/2003
14. Clerk Saunders 1/3/2003
15. Complaint Of The Absence Of Her Lover Being Upon The Sea 1/4/2003
16. Courage 1/3/2015
17. Cradle Song 1/4/2003
18. Cuckoo Song 1/4/2003
19. Death Of An Innocent 3/21/2015
20. Devotion, Captain Tobias Hume's The First Part Of Airs, &C. 1/4/2003
21. Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 1/20/2003
22. Edom O' Gordon 1/4/2003
23. Edom O'Gordon 1/3/2003
24. Edward, Edward 1/4/2003
25. Fair Annie 1/4/2003
26. Fair Helen 1/3/2003
27. Frankie And Johnnie 1/3/2003
28. God And The Soldier 1/3/2003
29. Godfrey Gordon 1/3/2003
30. Helen Of Kirconnell 1/4/2003
31. Hey Nonny No! 1/4/2003
32. I Don'T Want To Die 1/3/2003
33. I Eat My Peas with Honey -new- 7/22/2015
34. I Have A Gentil Cock 1/3/2003
35. Icarus, Robert Jones's Second Book Of Songs And Airs 1/4/2003
36. If All The World Were Paper 1/3/2003
37. It Takes Courage 1/3/2015
38. It Takes Courage 1/3/2015
39. Key To Friendship 12/10/2014
40. Little Lessons 3/20/2015
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 ...

Read the full of Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

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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