Anonymous


Anonymous Poems

121. Sir Patrick Spence 1/3/2003
122. Fair Annie 1/4/2003
123. Tam Lin 1/3/2003
124. A Hymn To The Virgin 1/4/2003
125. Angelica The Doorkeeper 1/3/2003
126. Barbara Allen's Cruelty 1/4/2003
127. Two Little Shadows 12/24/2003
128. A Riddle 1/3/2003
129. There Is A Lady Sweet And Kind, Thomas Ford's Music Of Sundry Kinds 1/4/2003
130. God And The Soldier 1/3/2003
131. Winter Solstice 1/3/2003
132. Frankie And Johnnie 1/3/2003
133. Advice To A Lover 1/3/2003
134. O Death, O Death, Rock Me Asleep 1/3/2003
135. The Three Ravens 1/3/2003
136. Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 1/20/2003
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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The Old Cloak

THIS winter's weather it waxeth cold,
   And frost it freezeth on every hill,
And Boreas blows his blast so bold
   That all our cattle are like to spill.
Bell, my wife, she loves no strife;
   She said unto me quietlye,
Rise up, and save cow Crumbock's life!
   Man, put thine old cloak about thee!

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