Joanna Baillie

(1762-1851 / Scotland)

Joanna Baillie Poems

1. A Cheerful-Tempered Lover’s Farewell To His Mistress 4/15/2010
2. A Hymn For The Kirk 4/15/2010
3. A Lamentation 4/15/2010
4. A Melancholy Lover’s Farewell To His Mistress 4/15/2010
5. A November Night’s Traveller 4/15/2010
6. A Nursery Lesson (Devotional) 4/15/2010
7. A Poetical Or Sound-Hearted Lover’s Farewell To His Mistress 4/15/2010
8. A Proud Lover’s Farewell To His Mistress 4/15/2010
9. A Reverie 4/15/2010
10. A Riddle (#1) 4/15/2010
11. A Riddle (#2) 4/15/2010
12. A Scotch Song 4/15/2010
13. A Second Hymn For The Kirk 4/15/2010
14. A Simile 4/15/2010
15. A Sketch 4/15/2010
16. A Disappointment 4/15/2010
17. A Song, 4/15/2010
18. A Third Hymn For The Kirk 4/15/2010
19. A Volunteer Song 4/15/2010
20. Additional Lines To Retaliation 4/15/2010
21. Address To The Evening Primrose 4/15/2010
22. Address To The Muses 4/15/2010
23. Address To The Nymph Of The Mountain Stream Between The Arrochar And Cairndow, In The Western Highlands Of Scotland 4/15/2010
24. Annan Water 4/15/2010
25. At Lake Thrasymenus 4/15/2010
26. Hymn #1 4/15/2010
27. Hymn #2 4/15/2010
28. Hymn #3 4/15/2010
29. Hymn #4 4/15/2010
30. Hymn #5 4/15/2010
31. Hymn #6 4/15/2010
32. Hymn #7 4/15/2010
33. Hymn For The Scotch Kirk 4/15/2010
34. Hymn On The Seasons 4/15/2010
35. Inscription For A Retired Seat In A Friend’s Shrubbery 4/15/2010
36. Job Xiii. 15. 4/15/2010
37. L’ennuyee 4/15/2010
38. Life 4/15/2010
39. Lines For A Friend’s Album 4/15/2010
40. Lines On The Death Of Sir Walter Scott 4/15/2010

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Song, Woo’d And Married And A’

THE bride she is winsome and bonny,
Her hair it is snooded sae sleek,
And faithfu' and kind is her Johnny,
Yet fast fa' the tears on her cheek.
New pearlins are cause of her sorrow,
New pearlins and plenishing too,
The bride that has a' to borrow,
Has e'en right mickle ado.
Woo'd and married and a'!
Woo'd and married and a'!
Is na' she very weel aff
To be woo'd and married at a'?
Her mither then hastily spak,
'The lassie is glakit wi' pride;
In my pouch I had never a plack
On the day when I was a bride.
E'en tak' to your wheel, and be ...

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A Character

ASK you, 'What charms first chain'd my heart,
'And held me from the world apart,
'Made young ambition's turmoil cease,
'And blest me in the haunts of peace?'
'Twas not th' unfolding of the rose,
That in the cheeks' fresh vermeil glows;
Not health, whose fragrant lip exhales
The breath it stole from morning gales;
Not the smooth front, as spotless fair,

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