Poetry

Inscription on a Goblet By  Robert Burns There’s death in the cup — sae beware!     Nay, more — there is danger in touching; But wha can avoid the fe…

Elephants of the Gun-Teams By  Rudyard Kipling We lent to Alexander the strength of Hercules, The wisdom of our foreheads, the cunning of our knees. …

On Wee Johnny Hic Jacet Wee Johnny By  Robert Burns Whoe’er thou art, O reader, know,     That death has murder’d Johnny! An’ here his body lies fu’ …

Freedom and the World By  Victor Hugo Weak is the People — but will grow beyond all other — Within thy holy arms, thou fruitful victor-mother! O Libe…

To Mr. Syme By  Robert Burns No more of your guests, be they titled or not,     And cook’ry the first in the nation; Who is proof to thy personal con…

Under the Cliff By  Gilbert Parker The sands and the sea, and the white gulls fleeting,     The mist on the island, the cloud on the hill; The song i…

Quebec and Montreal By  Rudyard Kipling Peace is our portion. Yet a whisper rose,     Foolish and causeless, half in jest, half hate. Now wake we and…

On a Noted Coxcomb By  Robert Burns Light lay the earth on Willy’s breast,     His chicken-heart so tender; But build a castle on his head,     His s…

The Toad-Eater By  Robert Burns What of earls with whom you have supt,     And of dukes that you dined with yestreen? Lord! a louse, Sir, is still bu…

The League and Covenant By  Robert Burns The solemn League and Covenant     Cost Scotland blood-cost Scotland tears; But it sealed freedom’s sacred c…

Eyes Like the Sea By  Gilbert Parker Eyes like the sea, look up, the beacons brighten,     Home comes the sailor, home across the tide! Back drifts t…

The Selkirk Grace By  Robert Burns Some hae meat and canna eat,     And some wad eat that want it; But we hae meat and we can eat,     And sae the Lo…

The Kirk of Lamington By  Robert Burns As cauld a wind as ever blew, As caulder kirk, and in’t but few; As cauld a minister’s e’er spak, Ye’se a’ be …