Ballad Poems
Ballad
Robert Burns - 25. My Father Was A Farmer: A Ballad
MY father was a farmer upon the Carrick border, O,And carefully he bred me in decency and order, O;He bade me act a manly part, though.- Ballad poems.
Robert Burns - 254. Caledonia: A Ballad
THERE was once a day, but old Time wasythen young, That brave Caledonia, the chief of her line,From some of your northern deities.- Ballad poems.
Robert Burns - 26. John Barleycorn: A Ballad
THERE was three kings into the east, Three kings both great and high,And they hae sworn a solemn oath John Barleycorn should die..- Ballad poems.
Robert Burns - 293. The Whistle: A Ballad
I SING of a Whistle, a Whistle of worth,I sing of a Whistle, the pride of the North.Was brought to the court of our good Scottish King,And.- Ballad poems.
Robert Burns - 296. The Five Carlins: An Election Ballad
THERE was five Carlins in the South, They fell upon a scheme,To send a lad to London town, To bring them tidings hame. Nor only bring.- Ballad poems.
Robert Burns - 306. Election Ballad At Close Of Contest For Representing The Dumfries Burghs, 1790
FINTRY, my stay in wordly strife,Friend o’ my muse, friend o’ my life, Are ye as idle’s I am?Come then, wi’ uncouth.- Ballad poems.
Robert Burns - 39. Ballad On The American War
WHEN Guilford good our pilot stood An’ did our hellim thraw, man,Ae night, at tea, began a plea, Within America, man:Then up they.- Ballad poems.
Robert Burns - 398. Lord Gregory: A Ballad
O MIRK, mirk is this midnight hour, And loud the tempest’s roar;A waefu’ wanderer seeks thy tower, Lord Gregory, ope thy door.An.- Ballad poems.
Robert Burns - 419. Bonie Jean: A Ballad
THERE was a lass, and she was fair, At kirk or market to be seen;When a’ our fairest maids were met, The fairest maid was bonie.- Ballad poems.
Algernon Charles Swinburne - A Ballad Of Burdens
The burden of fair women. Vain delight,And love self-slain in some sweet shameful way,And sorrowful old age that comes by nightAs a.- Ballad poems.
Algernon Charles Swinburne - A Ballad Of Death
Kneel down, fair Love, and fill thyself with tears,Girdle thyself with sighing for a girthUpon the sides of mirth,Cover thy lips and.- Ballad poems.
Algernon Charles Swinburne - A Ballad Of Dreamland
I hid my heart in a nest of roses,Out of the sun's way, hidden apart;In a softer bed then the soft white snow's is,Under the roses.- Ballad poems.
Andrew Barton Paterson - A Ballad Of Ducks
The railway rattled and roared and swung With jolting and bumping trucks. The sun, like a billiard red ball, hung In the Western sky:.- Ballad poems.
Sir Henry Newbolt - A Ballad Of John Nicholson
It fell in the year of Mutiny, At darkest of the night, John Nicholson by Jal.- Ballad poems.
John Masefield - A Ballad Of John Silver
We were schooner-rigged and rakish, with a long and lissome hull, And we flew the pretty colours of the crossbones and the skull; We'd.- Ballad poems.
G K Chesterton - A Ballad Of Suicide
The gallows in my garden, people say,Is new and neat and adequately tall; I tie the noose on in a knowing wayAs one that knots his.- Ballad poems.
Sidney Lanier - A Ballad Of The Trees And The Master
Into the woods my Master went,Clean forspent, forspent.Into the woods my Master came,Forspent with love and shame.But the olives they.- Ballad poems.
Sir John Suckling - A Ballad Upon A Wedding
I tell thee, Dick, where I have been, Where I the rarest things have seen, O, things without compare! Such sights again cannot be found.- Ballad poems.
Walt Whitman - A Boston Ballad, 1854.
TO get betimes in Boston town, I rose this morning early; Here’s a good place at the corner—I must stand and see the show. Clear.- Ballad poems.
Allen Ginsberg - An Eastern Ballad
I speak of love that comes to mind:The moon is faithful, although blind;She moves in thought she cannot speak.Perfect care has made.- Ballad poems.
David Herbert Lawrence - Ballad Of Another Ophelia
Oh the green glimmer of apples in the orchard,Lamps in a wash of rain! Oh the wet walk of my brown hen through the stackyard,Oh tears.- Ballad poems.
Edwin Arlington Robinson - Ballad Of Broken Flutes
In dreams I crossed a barren land, A land of ruin, far away; Around me hung on every hand A deathful stillness of decay; And silent,.- Ballad poems.
Edwin Arlington Robinson - Ballad Of Dead Friends
As we the withered ferns By the roadway lying, Time, the jester, spurns All our prayers and prying -- All our tears and sighing, Sorrow,.- Ballad poems.
Tu Fu - Ballad Of The Army Carts
The carts squeak and trundle, the horses whinny, the conscripts go by, eachwith a bow and arrows at his waist. Their fathers, mothers,.- Ballad poems.
Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe - BALLAD OF THE BANISHED AND RETURNING COUNT.
[Goethe began to write an opera called Lowenstuhl, founded upon the old tradition which forms the subject of this Ballad, but he never.- Ballad poems.
MY father was a farmer upon the Carrick border, O,And carefully he bred me in decency and order, O;He bade me act a manly part, though.- Ballad poems.
Robert Burns - 254. Caledonia: A Ballad
THERE was once a day, but old Time wasythen young, That brave Caledonia, the chief of her line,From some of your northern deities.- Ballad poems.
Robert Burns - 26. John Barleycorn: A Ballad
THERE was three kings into the east, Three kings both great and high,And they hae sworn a solemn oath John Barleycorn should die..- Ballad poems.
Robert Burns - 293. The Whistle: A Ballad
I SING of a Whistle, a Whistle of worth,I sing of a Whistle, the pride of the North.Was brought to the court of our good Scottish King,And.- Ballad poems.
Robert Burns - 296. The Five Carlins: An Election Ballad
THERE was five Carlins in the South, They fell upon a scheme,To send a lad to London town, To bring them tidings hame. Nor only bring.- Ballad poems.
Robert Burns - 306. Election Ballad At Close Of Contest For Representing The Dumfries Burghs, 1790
FINTRY, my stay in wordly strife,Friend o’ my muse, friend o’ my life, Are ye as idle’s I am?Come then, wi’ uncouth.- Ballad poems.
Robert Burns - 39. Ballad On The American War
WHEN Guilford good our pilot stood An’ did our hellim thraw, man,Ae night, at tea, began a plea, Within America, man:Then up they.- Ballad poems.
Robert Burns - 398. Lord Gregory: A Ballad
O MIRK, mirk is this midnight hour, And loud the tempest’s roar;A waefu’ wanderer seeks thy tower, Lord Gregory, ope thy door.An.- Ballad poems.
Robert Burns - 419. Bonie Jean: A Ballad
THERE was a lass, and she was fair, At kirk or market to be seen;When a’ our fairest maids were met, The fairest maid was bonie.- Ballad poems.
Algernon Charles Swinburne - A Ballad Of Burdens
The burden of fair women. Vain delight,And love self-slain in some sweet shameful way,And sorrowful old age that comes by nightAs a.- Ballad poems.
Algernon Charles Swinburne - A Ballad Of Death
Kneel down, fair Love, and fill thyself with tears,Girdle thyself with sighing for a girthUpon the sides of mirth,Cover thy lips and.- Ballad poems.
Algernon Charles Swinburne - A Ballad Of Dreamland
I hid my heart in a nest of roses,Out of the sun's way, hidden apart;In a softer bed then the soft white snow's is,Under the roses.- Ballad poems.
Andrew Barton Paterson - A Ballad Of Ducks
The railway rattled and roared and swung With jolting and bumping trucks. The sun, like a billiard red ball, hung In the Western sky:.- Ballad poems.
Sir Henry Newbolt - A Ballad Of John Nicholson
It fell in the year of Mutiny, At darkest of the night, John Nicholson by Jal.- Ballad poems.
John Masefield - A Ballad Of John Silver
We were schooner-rigged and rakish, with a long and lissome hull, And we flew the pretty colours of the crossbones and the skull; We'd.- Ballad poems.
G K Chesterton - A Ballad Of Suicide
The gallows in my garden, people say,Is new and neat and adequately tall; I tie the noose on in a knowing wayAs one that knots his.- Ballad poems.
Sidney Lanier - A Ballad Of The Trees And The Master
Into the woods my Master went,Clean forspent, forspent.Into the woods my Master came,Forspent with love and shame.But the olives they.- Ballad poems.
Sir John Suckling - A Ballad Upon A Wedding
I tell thee, Dick, where I have been, Where I the rarest things have seen, O, things without compare! Such sights again cannot be found.- Ballad poems.
Walt Whitman - A Boston Ballad, 1854.
TO get betimes in Boston town, I rose this morning early; Here’s a good place at the corner—I must stand and see the show. Clear.- Ballad poems.
Allen Ginsberg - An Eastern Ballad
I speak of love that comes to mind:The moon is faithful, although blind;She moves in thought she cannot speak.Perfect care has made.- Ballad poems.
David Herbert Lawrence - Ballad Of Another Ophelia
Oh the green glimmer of apples in the orchard,Lamps in a wash of rain! Oh the wet walk of my brown hen through the stackyard,Oh tears.- Ballad poems.
Edwin Arlington Robinson - Ballad Of Broken Flutes
In dreams I crossed a barren land, A land of ruin, far away; Around me hung on every hand A deathful stillness of decay; And silent,.- Ballad poems.
Edwin Arlington Robinson - Ballad Of Dead Friends
As we the withered ferns By the roadway lying, Time, the jester, spurns All our prayers and prying -- All our tears and sighing, Sorrow,.- Ballad poems.
Tu Fu - Ballad Of The Army Carts
The carts squeak and trundle, the horses whinny, the conscripts go by, eachwith a bow and arrows at his waist. Their fathers, mothers,.- Ballad poems.
Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe - BALLAD OF THE BANISHED AND RETURNING COUNT.
[Goethe began to write an opera called Lowenstuhl, founded upon the old tradition which forms the subject of this Ballad, but he never.- Ballad poems.
