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# A Mother's Lament for the Death of her Son

* "A Mother's Lament for the Death of Her Son", in Six Excellent Songs (n.d.), a chapbook printed in Newton Stewart
* "A Mother's Lament for the Death of her Son", in The Poetical Works of Robert Burns (1887), edited by Alexander Smith
# Six Excellent Songs (Newton Stewart)/The Young Highland Rover

THE YOUNG HIGHLAND ROVER
# The Young Highland Rover

Sometimes also called simply The Highland Rover.
* "The Young Highland Rover", in Six Excellent Songs (n.d.), a chapbook printed in Newton Stewart
* "The Highland Rover", in Three Songs (n.d.), a chapbook printed in Edinburgh
* "The young Highland Rover", in The Canary (1810), a chapbook printed in Paisley
* "The young Highland Rover", in The Poetical Works of Robert Burns (1887), edited by Alexander Smith
# Six Excellent Songs (Newton Stewart)/Musing on the Roaring Ocean

MUSING ON THE ROARING OCEAN.
# Musing on the Roaring Ocean

* "Musing on the Roaring Ocean", in Six Excellent Songs (n.d.), a chapbook printed in Newton Stewart
* "Musing on the roaring Ocean", in The Poetical Works of Robert Burns (1887), edited by Alexander Smith
# Six Excellent Songs (Newton Stewart)/A Mother's Lament for the Death of Her Son

A MOTHER'S LAMENT FOR THE DEATH OF HER SON.
# Poems (Frances Elizabeth Browne)

POEMS,
BY
FRANCES ELIZABETH BROWNE.
CAMBRIDGE:
METCALF AND COMPANY,
PRINTERS TO THE UNIVERSITY,
M DCCC XLVI.
Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1846, by
Frances Elizabeth Browne,
in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the District of Massachusetts.
CONTENTS.
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# A Dictionary of Music and Musicians/Societa Armonica

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# Poems (Frances Elizabeth Browne)/On the miracle at Mount Horeb

ON THE MIRACLE AT MOUNT HOREB.
"Behold, I will stand before thee there upon the rock in Horeb; and thou shalt smite the rock, and there shall come water out of it, that the people may drink."—Exodus xvii. 6.
# Poems (Frances Elizabeth Browne)/To a friend on her birthday

THE END.
# Poems (Frances Elizabeth Browne)/Metrical letter to miss N———

My very dear friend,
In your absence I send a few lines to remind you of those left behind you. I hear that to Derry you journeyed quite merry, and your brother to greet you had hastened to meet you; to whom, by the way, I my compliments pay, with his friend and your own, now no longer unknown, for ere this, I dare say, they have stolen you away from the town and its noise, to the country's sweet joys. Apropos to your city; my heart throbbed with pity, as I yesterday read, in the history by Reid, of the right noble stand of the patriot band by whom in the siege London-derry was manned. Such sufferings and zeal to our feelings appeal, ​and make Derry shine bright in fair virtue's sweet light.
It surprised me to hear, that her walls still appear, complete as they were in that notable year, their breadth though so great, so much strength might create, as might cause them to last to so distant a date. O my dear, to look down on the river and town in so sacred a spot, must not every thought be with past recollections of chivalry fraught? No wonder your mind caught a tone more refined, and the scene which you drew bore so vivid a hue!
But, as my vagrant Muse no such prospect now views, she must beg you her errors and faults to excuse. And, wishing you every joy and delight, and hoping (when leisure permits) you will write,
My dear Mary Ann,
Pray believe me to be,
Sincerely affectionate,
Yours,—F. E. B.
# Poems (Frances Elizabeth Browne)/Stanzas suggested by a view of Boston from the cupola of the state-house

POEMS.
# Missionary

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* "The missionary", a poem by Frances Elizabeth Browne
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* "The Missionary", a poem by Jane Elizabeth Roscoe Hornblower
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# To Annie

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* "To Annie", a poem by Mary Eliza Perine Tucker Lambert

### See also

* To Anna
# Poems (Denver)/Lines for an Album

the end.
# Lines for an Album

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* "Lines for an album", a poem by Frances Elizabeth Browne
* "Lines for an Album", a poem by Jane Campbell Denver
# Sketch

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* "A Sketch", a poem by Augusta Baldwyn
* "A sketch", a poem by Frances Elizabeth Browne
* "A Sketch", a poem by George Gordon Byron (Born in the garret, in the kitchen bred)
* "A Sketch", a poem by Elizabeth Margaret Chandler (Young Harwald's burning coal-black eye)
* "A Sketch", a poem by Eliza Cook
* "A Sketch", a poem by Dinah Maria Craik
* "A Sketch", a poem by Mary Whitwell Hale
* "A Sketch", a poem by Letitia Elizabeth Landon (They're passing now adown our vale)
# Six Excellent Songs (Newton Stewart)

The songs listed on the title page appear in a different order in the work itself. The Table of Contents below follows the order as printed.
SIX EXCELLENT
SONGS.
CLARINDA.
THE HIGHLAND PLAID.
MUSING ON THE ROARING OCEAN.
A RED, RED ROSE.
THE YOUNG HIGHLAND ROVER.
A MOTHER'S LAMENT FOR THE DEATH OF HER SON.
NEWTON-STEWART:
PRINTED, AND SOLD WHOLESALE AND RETAIL, BY J. M'NAIRN.
* The Highland Plaid
* A Red, Red Rose
* Clarinda
* A Mother's Lament for the Death of Her Son
* The Young Highland Rover
* Musing on the Roaring Ocean
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# To a Young Lady

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* "To a Young Lady", a poem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
* "To a Young Lady", a poem by Mary Whitwell Hale
* "To a Young Lady", a poem by Lydia Huntley Sigourney
* "To a Young Lady", a poem by Cynthia Taggart
* "To a Young Lady", a poem by William Wordsworth
# The Souvenir

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* "The souvenir", a poem by Frances Elizabeth Browne
* "The Souvenir", a poem by Sarah Parker Douglas
# On the Death of an Infant

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* "On the death of an infant", a poem by Frances Elizabeth Browne
* "On the Death of an Infant", a poem by Lucretia Maria Davidson
* "On the Death of an Infant", a poem by Mary Whitwell Hale
* "On the Death of an Infant", a poem by Alice Ann Holmes
# The Night-born (London collection)

THE NIGHT-BORN
"Mrs. Duncan, won't you, please, please, restrain your husband?" (See page 178.)
THE NIGHT-BORN
and also
THE MADNESS OF JOHN HARNED, WHEN THE WORLD WAS YOUNG, THE BENEFIT OF THE DOUBT, WINGED BLACKMAIL, BUNCHES OF KNUCKLES, WAR. UNDER THE DECK AWNINGS, TO KILL A MAN, THE MEXICAN
BY
JACK LONDON Author of "The Call of the Wild," "The Sea Wolf," "Smoke Bellew," etc
NEW YORK THE CENTURY CO. 1913
Copyright, 1913, by The Century Co.
Copyright, 1910, 1911, by The Ridgway Company Copyright, 1910, by the New York Herald Company Copyright, 1910, 1911, by The Curtis Publishing Company
Published, February, 1913
CONTENTS
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# Sheffield Rules (1858)

The laws of Sheffield Football Club, as approved at the meeting held at the Adelphi Hotel on 28th October 1858.
1. Kick off from Middle must be a place kick.
2. Kick out must not be from more than twenty five yards out of goal.
3. Fair Catch is a Catch from any player provided the Ball has not touched the ground and has not been thrown from touch and entitles a free kick.
4. Charging is fair in case of a place kick (with the exception of a kick off) as soon as the player offers to kick, but he may always draw back unless he has actually touched the Ball with his foot.
5. Pushing with the Hands is allowed but no Hacking (or tripping up) is fair under any circumstances whatsoever.
6. No player may be held or pulled over.
7. It is not lawful to take the Ball off the ground (except in touch) for any purpose whatever.
8. The Ball may be pushed or hit with the Hand – but holding the ball (except in the case of a fair kick) is altogether disallowed.
9. A Goal must be kicked but not from touch nor by a free kick from a catch.
10. A ball in touch is dead. Consequently the side that touches it down, must bring it to the edge of the touch, & throw it straight out at least six yards from touch.
11. Each player must provide himself with a Red and dark blue flannel Cap, one colour to be worn by each side.

## Notes

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# Sheffield Rules (1858) (final draft)

The final draft of the first laws of Sheffield Football Club, as written on 21st October 1858 and presented for approval at the meeting held at the Adelphi Hotel on 28th October 1858. The version of the laws actually adopted by the meeting had further changes.
1. Kick off from Middle must be a place kick.
2. Kick out must not be from more than twenty five yards out of goal.
3. Fair Catch is a Catch from any player provided the Ball has not touched the ground and has not been thrown from touch. Entitles a free kick.
4. Charging is fair in case of a place kick (with the exception of a kick off) as soon as the player offers to kick, but he may always draw back unless he has actually touched the Ball with his foot.
5. Pushing with the Hands is allowed but no Hacking (or tripping up) is fair under any circumstances whatsoever.
6. Holding the Ball, excepting in case of a free kick is altogether disallowed.
7. No player may be held or pulled over.
8. It is not lawful to take the Ball off the ground (except in touch) for any purpose whatever.
9. The Ball may be pushed or hit.
10. A goal must be kicked but not from touch nor by a free kick from a catch.
11. A ball in touch is dead -- consequently the side that touches it down, must bring it to the edge of the touch, & throw it straight out at least six yards from touch.
12. Each player must provide himself with a red and dark blue flannel cap, one colour to be worn by each side.

## Notes

* ↑ For more information, see Tims, Richard: "Catalogue note (Sheffield Football Club)" (Wikisource contributor note)
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# Arizona Silver Belt/1896/A Hot Fire

William Henry Duryea (1827-1903) in the Arizona Silver Belt on January 11, 1896.
A Hot Fire.
A few minutes before 7 o'clock last Monday evening fire was discovered by some children in the small frame house in the southwestern corner of the O. K. corral. A general alarm was sounded and in a very few minutes a hundred men were at the scene and began vigorously to fight the flames, which had gained considerable headway. The house was a low frame structure of five rooms built against the adobe wall inclosing the corral, and was joined on the north by the corral shed. It required quick work and good judgment to stop the progress of the flames, which for a few minutes threatened to communicate to the large adobe building adjoining on the east. Men with axes cut down the shed north of the fire and stopped its progress in that direction, and the eastern end of the burning house was also partially torn down. The bucket brigade did good work, and wet blankets suspended from the roof of the adobe building protected the exposed frame work. Within fifteen minutes after the first alarm, the fire was under control. About sixty feet of the corral shed was destroyed, and the total loss of the owner of the property, W. H. Duryea, is estimated at $600. The fire started in the room occupied by Mr. Campbell, a miner, at the corner of the corral, but how it originated is not definitely known. He lost everything he had in the room, as did. Mr. McKenzie, the adjoining roomer. The clothing of John Branaman and G. O. Scott, the stage man, were saved from the devouring flames. Mr. Howatt, proprietor of the corral, lost little except three sacks of barley, which were stolen. Some pilfering is reported. Frank Johnson, one of the hardest workers at the fire, narrowly escaped serious injury. He slipped from the roof of the high adobe building, but in the descent succeeded in grasping a rung of a ladder leaning against the wall, thus saving himself from a hard fall. Mr. Duryea requests us to convey his grateful thanks to all who so willingly and successfully worked to stay the progress of the fire.
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# The Poetical Works of Robert Burns/The Soger's Return

THE SOGER'S RETURN.
TUNE—'THE MILL MILL O.'
# The Soldier's Return (2)/The Soldier's Return

THE SOLDIER'S RETURN.
# The Lammy/Chapter 2

THE SOLDIER'S RETURN.
When wild war's deadly blast had blawn, And gentle peace returning, And eyes-gain with pleasure beam'd, That had been blear'd with mourning.
I left the lines and tented field,
Where lang I had been a lodger,
My humble knapsack a' my wealth,
A poor, but honest sodger.
A leal light heart beat in my breast,
My hard unstain'd wi' plunder, And for fair Scotia hame again, I cheery on did wander. I thought upon the banks o' Coil, I thought npon my Nancy, I thought upon the witching smile, That caught my youthful fancy.
At length I reach'd the bonny glen, Where early life I sported I passed the mill and trysting throrn,
Whare Nancy aft I courted. Wha spied I but my ain dear maid, Down by her mother's dwelling, And turn'd me round to hide the flood, That in my e'e was swelling.
Wi' altered voice, quoth I, sweet maid, Sweet as yon hawthorn blossom, O happy happy may he be, That's dearest to thy bosom. My purse is light, I've far te gang,
Fain wad I be thy lodger; I've serv'd my king and country lang, Tak pity on a sodger.
Sae wistfully she gaz'd on me, And lovelier grew than ever, Quo' she. a sodger ance I lo'ed, Forget him shall I never; Our humble cot and hamely fare, Ye free y shall partake o t; That galiant badge, the near cockade, You're welcome for the sake o't.
She gaz'd, she redden'd like a rose, Syne pale as ony lily, She sank within my arms, and cried, Art thou mine ain dear Willie? By him that made yon sea and sky. By whom true ove's regarded, I am the man, and thus may still, true lovers be rewarded.
The wars are o'er and I'm come hame, And find thee still true-hearted, Tho poor in gear we re rich in love, And, mair we'se ne'er be parted. Quo' she, my grandsire left me gowd, A mailing plenished fairly,
Come then, my faithfu sodger lad, Thou'rt welcome to it dear y.
For gold the merchant plows the main, The farmer ploughs the manor, But glory is the soldier's prize The soger’s wealth is honour. The brave por sodger be'er despise, Nor count him as a stranger; Remember, he's his country's stay, In day and hour of danger.
# The Book of Scottish Song/The Soldier's Return

The Soldier’s Return.
[The original words of the fine old Scotch air called "The Mill, Mill, O," are rather coarse and indelicate. The same objection holds, though in a smaller degree, to Ramsay's version of "The Mill, Mill, O," beginning,
"Beneath a green shade I fand a fair maid Was sleeping sound and still, O."
But the words of Burns to the same tune, which he wrote for Thomson's collection, are fortunately beyond the reach of cavil, being alike remarkable for purity of thought and diction. "Burns, I have been informed," (thus writes a Durafinesshire clergyman to Thomson,) "was one summer evening in the inn at Brownhill, with a couple of friends, when a poor way-worn soldier passed the window. Of a sudden it struck the poet to call him in, and get the recital of his adventures; after hearing which he all at once fell into one of those fits of abstraction, not unusual to him. He was lifted to the region where he had his garland and his singing-robes about him, and the result was this admirable song he sent you for 'The Mill, Mill, O.'"]
When wild war's deadly blast was blawn, And gentle peace returning, Wi' mony a sweet babe fatherless, And mony a widow mourning: I left the lines and tented field, Where lang I'd been a lodger; My humble knapsack a' my wealth, A poor but honest sodger.
A leal light heart beat in my breast, My hands unstain'd wi' plunder; And for fair Scotia hame again, I cheery on did wander. I thought upon the banks o' Coil, I thought upon my Nancy; I thought upon the witching smile, That caught my youthful fancy.
At length I reach'd the bonnie glen, Where early life I sported; I pass'd the mill and trysting thorn, Where Nancy oft I courted. Wha spied I but my ain dear maid, Down by her mother's dwelling? And turn'd me round to hide the flood That in my e'e was swelling.
Wi' alter'd voice, quoth I, Sweet las, Sweet as yon hawthorn's blossom, O! happy, happy may he be, That's dearest to thy bosom! My purse is light, I've far to gang, And fain wad be thy lodger, I've served my king and country lang: Tak' pity on a sodger.
Sae wistfully she gazed on me, And lovelier grew than ever; Quoth she, A sodger ance I loved, Forget him will I never. Our humble cot and hamely fare, Ye freely shall partake o't; That gallant badge, the dear cockade, Ye're welcome for the sake o't.
She gazed—she redden'd like a rose— Syne pale as ony lily, She sank within my arms, and cried, Art thou my ain dear Willie? By Him, who made yon sun and sky, By whom true love's regarded; I am the man! and thus may still True lovers be rewarded.
The wars are o'er, and I'm come hame, And find thee still true-hearted; Though poor in gear, we're rich in love, And mair we'se ne'er be parted. Quoth she, My grandsire left me gowd, A mailin' plenish'd fairly; Then come, my faithfu' sodger lad, Thou'rt welcome to it dearly. ​For gold the merchant ploughs the main, The farmer ploughs the manor; But glory is the sodger's prize, The sodger's wealth is honour. The brave poor sodger ne'er despise, Nor count him as a stranger: Remember he's his country's stay, In day and hour o' danger.
# The Lammy/Chapter 4

GLOOMY WINTER'S COME AGAIN.
Gloomy winter's come again, Heavy fa's the sleet and rain;
Flaky snaw decks white the plain, Where Nature bloom'd sae cheery, O, Hoary frost o'erspreads the dell, Glazing firm each crysta rill; They mind me o' thy fick e sel, My fair yet faithless Mary, O. I lanely tread each trackless way, Whare with thee, Mary, I did stray; My heart's oppress'd wi grief and wae, Thou'rt false, and a' looks dreary, O.
The snaw-clad hills o'ertap the clouds, The hares rin tim'rous thro' the woods, The trees, forsaken by their buds, Are emblems o' my Mary, O. A' around deserted looks, Tangies fringe the barren rocks, While bairnies by the ingle nooks, Tell taes that mak them eerie, O. Storms may rage and tempests roar, Restless billows beat the shore, Joy on earth. I'll find no more, Unless wi' thee, my Mary, O.
FINIS.
# Gloomy winter's come again

* "Gloomy Winter's Come Again", in Six Beautiful Songs (n.d.), a chapbook printed in Peterhead
* "Gloomy winter's come again", in King George IV. his welcome to Scotland (1822), a chapbook printed in Falkirk
* "Gloomy winter's come again", in The Lammy (1823), a chapbook printed in Stirling
* "Gloomy winter's come again", in The Book of Scottish Song (1843), edited by Alexander Whitelaw
# The Soldier's Return (2)/The Slighted Lover

THE SLIGHTED LOVER.
FINIS.
# The Slighted Lover

* "The slighted lover", in Murphy Delaney (n.d.), a chapbook printed in Stirling
* "The Slighted Lover", in The Soldier's Return (n.d.), a chapbook printed in Stirling
# The Flowers of the Forest (1825)

THE
Flowers of the Forest.
THE SOLDIER'S RETURN.
Corn Riggs are bonny.
Blyth, blyth & merry was she.
GLASGOW:
PRINTED FOR THE BOOKSELLERS.
* The Flowers of the Forest
* The Soldier's Return
* Corn Riggs are Bonny
* Andro Wi' His Cutty Gun
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# Poems (Campbell)/To an Old Musical Instrument

FINIS.
# Poems (Campbell)/The Dawn of Day

* ↑ "Baard" is a very high rock, covered to its "giddy edge" by a beautiful green-sward.
* ↑ "Baas" are rocks overflowed by the sea, but visible at low water. Those alluded to above, take their name from a place called Boister, in the Island of Brassa, on the coast of which they are situated. The roar of the waves over them is heard, even in the calmest night, at Lerwick; and the awful effect it produces, when no living object interrupts the tranquillity of the scene, and every other sound is hushed, may he more easily imagined than described.
# Poems (Campbell)/Address to Zetland

* ↑ A name frequently applied to Scotland
* ↑ A beautiful spot, near the town of Lerwick; the property of Mr. Nicholson, of Lochend. It was here, according to tradition, that some Norwegian prince, of high celebrity, formerly landed.
* ↑ Scaw, in Urst, the most northern of the Zetland isles.
* ↑ Sumburghead, the southernmost point of Zetland.
* ↑ Many of the high hills in Zetland, upon which are yet to be seen the ruins of ancient watch towers, are thus denominated by the inhabitants.
# Poems (Campbell)/The Spirits of the Hill

Poems.