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 ...

Read the full of Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

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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