Anonymous Poems

81. Edom O'Gordon 1/3/2003
82. Phyllida's Love-Call 1/4/2003
83. Clerk Saunders 1/3/2003
84. Waly, Waly 1/4/2003
85. The Call 1/4/2003
86. The Now Jerusalem, Song Of Mary The Mother Of Christ (London: E. Allde) 1/4/2003
87. Two Rivers 1/4/2003
88. To Her Sea-Faring Lover 1/4/2003
89. Edom O' Gordon 1/4/2003
90. Fair Helen 1/3/2003
91. Vitipuration Falls 1/4/2003
92. Love Not Me For Comely Grace, John Wilbye's Second Set Of Madrigals 1/4/2003
93. My Lady's Tears, John Dowland's Third And Last Book Of Songs Or Airs 1/4/2003
94. The Creation Of The Moon 1/20/2003
95. Lord Randall 1/3/2003
96. My Friend Judge Not Me 1/3/2003
97. Sighs 1/3/2003
98. Cradle Song 1/4/2003
99. At Liberty I Sit And See 1/3/2003
100. As Ye Came From The Holy Land 1/4/2003
101. A Lyke-Wake Dirge 1/4/2003
102. If All The World Were Paper 1/3/2003
103. The Means To Attain Happy Life 1/4/2003
104. Of A Rose, A Lovely Rose, Of A Rose Is Al Myn Song. 1/4/2003
105. Cuckoo Song 1/4/2003
106. Devotion, Captain Tobias Hume's The First Part Of Airs, &C. 1/4/2003
107. Tears, John Dowland's Third And Last Book Of Songs Or Airs 1/4/2003
108. Since First I Saw Your Face, Thomas Ford's Music Of Sundry Kinds 1/4/2003
109. Love Will Find Out The Way 1/4/2003
110. The Twa Corbies 1/4/2003
111. Blow, Northern Wind 1/4/2003
112. Westron Wind, When Wilt Thou Blow? 1/3/2003
113. Edward, Edward 1/4/2003
114. I Don'T Want To Die 1/3/2003
115. Alison 1/4/2003
116. Will He No Come Back Again? 1/3/2003
117. The Time When I First Fell In Love 1/3/2003
118. Sister, Awake!, Thomas Bateson's First Set Of English Madrigals 1/4/2003
119. The Rain 1/3/2003
120. Complaint Of The Absence Of Her Lover Being Upon The Sea 1/4/2003

Comments about Anonymous

  • Angelo Mateus (6/13/2013 9:01:00 AM)

    Im making a song out of this... i know its anonymous but... how can i let the author know? lol

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  • A Aa (1/12/2012 6:39:00 PM)

    You don't love me over here anymore
    because city lights don't glimmer on my marble floor.

    And every kiss that i gave you, you never went searching for.
    Waiting gently for you to tell me that you want more.

    Your soul still lies empty
    as you think about the past.
    And wishing you had the things,
    you know would never last.
    Why can't you move on and focus on what's ahead,
    you'd rather dread misery, dispair and loss of love instead.

    But i see on you a light,
    shining a ray of hope,
    right now its not much,
    but the tip of a saving rope.
    Soon you'll be pulled near and forget all of your fear,
    as the dawn breaks in you, the Spirit will soon draw near.

    And love will be your new home,
    where your heart can rest and sleep.

    you can bask in the light shown,
    where the living water runs deep.

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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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Edom O'Gordon

It fell about the Martinmas,
When the wind blew shrill and cauld,
Said Edom o' Gordon to his men,
'We maun draw to a hauld.

'And whatna hauld sall we draw to,
My merry men and me?
We will gae to the house of the Rodes,
To see that fair ladye.'

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