‘By lone St. Mary’s silent lake’ - by
By lone St. Mary’s silent lake:
/ Thou know’st it well,—nor fen nor sedge
/ Pollute the pure lake’s crystal edge;
/ Abrupt and sheer, the…
loneliness
View of Scotland/Love Poem - by
Down on her hands and knees
/ at ten at night on Hogmanay,
/ my mother still giving it elbowgrease
/ jiffywaxing the vinolay. (This is…
Youth - by
On the boulevards of the Opéra
/ where the girls pace up and down
/ turning this way, and turning that
/ their svelte and lovely…
flere og flere danskere - by
flere og flere danskere kommer i arbejde
/ flere og flere danskere bliver millionærer
/ flere og flere danskere får børn med dannebrogsformede modermærker
/ flere…
Scotch Parting - by
There surely sud been mair fracaw;
/ A wee bit present, tak’ and gie,
/ …
Conscience - by
‘Twas a bonnie day – and a day o’ dule
/ The day I plunkit the Sawbath schule !
/
/ I wan’ert awa’…