Joanna Baillie

(1762-1851 / Scotland)

Joanna Baillie Poems

1. A Character 4/15/2010
2. A Cheerful-Tempered Lover’s Farewell To His Mistress 4/15/2010
3. A Child To His Sick Grandfather 4/15/2010
4. A Disappointment 4/15/2010
5. A Hymn 4/15/2010
6. A Hymn For The Kirk 4/15/2010
7. A Lamentation 4/15/2010
8. A Melancholy Lover’s Farewell To His Mistress 4/15/2010
9. A Mother To Her Waking Infant 4/15/2010
10. A November Night’s Traveller 4/15/2010
11. A Nursery Lesson (Devotional) 4/15/2010
12. A Poetical Or Sound-Hearted Lover’s Farewell To His Mistress 4/15/2010
13. A Portrait 4/15/2010
14. A Proud Lover’s Farewell To His Mistress 4/15/2010
15. A Reverie 4/15/2010
16. A Riddle (#1) 4/15/2010
17. A Riddle (#2) 4/15/2010
18. A Sailor’s Song 4/15/2010
19. A Scotch Song 4/15/2010
20. A Second Hymn For The Kirk 4/15/2010
21. A Simile 4/15/2010
22. A Sketch 4/15/2010
23. A Song Written For An Irish Melody 4/15/2010
24. A Song, 4/15/2010
25. A Summer Day 4/15/2010
26. A Third Hymn For The Kirk 4/15/2010
27. A Volunteer Song 4/15/2010
28. A Winter Day 4/15/2010
29. Additional Lines To Retaliation 4/15/2010
30. Address To A Steam-Vessel 4/15/2010
31. Address To The Evening Primrose 4/15/2010
32. Address To The Muses 4/15/2010
33. Address To The Nymph Of The Mountain Stream Between The Arrochar And Cairndow, In The Western Highlands Of Scotland 4/15/2010
34. Annan Water 4/15/2010
35. At Lake Thrasymenus 4/15/2010
36. Belshazzar’s Feast 4/15/2010
37. Cameronian Dream 4/15/2010
38. Chorus Of Greek Matrons 4/15/2010
39. De La Charite Pour Les Pauvres Prisonniers, Dieppe 4/15/2010
40. Devon’s Poly-Obion 4/15/2010

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Best Poem of Joanna Baillie

A Summer Day

The dark-blue clouds of night in dusky lines,
Drawn wide and streaky o'er the purer sky,
Wear faint the morning purple on their skirts.
The stars that full and bright shone in the west,
But dimly twinkle to the stedfast eye;
And seen, and vanishing, and seen again,
Like dying tapers smoth'ring in their sockets,
Appear at last shut from the face of heav'n;
Whilst every lesser flame which shone by night,
The flashy meteor from the op'ning cloud,
That shoots full oft' across the dusky sky;
Or wand'ring fire which looks across the marsh,
Beaming like candle in a...

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A Disappointment

On village green, whose smooth and well worn sod,
Cross-path'd with every gossip's foot is trod;
By cottage door where playful children run,
And cats and curs sit basking in the sun:
Where o'er the earthen seat the thorn is bent,
Cross-arm'd, and back to wall, poor William leant.
His bonnet broad drawn o'er his gather'd brow,
His hanging lip and lengthen'd visage shew
A mind but ill at ease. With motions strange,

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