Andrew Lang Poems
- Aesop HE sat among the woods; he heard The sylvan ...
- Ballade Of Worldly Wealth Money taketh town and wall, Fort ...
- Ballade Of The Dream Swift as sound of music fled When no ...
- A Highly Valuable Chain Of Tho... HAD ...
- The Odyssey AS one that for a weary space has lain ...
- Ballade Of The Midnight Forest Still sing the mocking ...
- Ballade Of The Bookworm Far in the Past I peer, and see A ...
LAndrew Lang was a Scots poet, novelist, literary critic, and contributor to the field of anthropology. He is best known as a collector of folk and fairy tales. The Andrew Lang lectures at the University of St Andrews are named after him.
Lang was born in Selkirk. He was the eldest of the eight children born to John Lang, the town clerk of Selkirk, and his wife Jane Plenderleath Sellar, who was the daughter of Patrick Sellar, factor to the first duke of Sutherland. On 17 April 1875 he married Leonora Blanche Alleyne, the youngest daughter of C. T. Alleyne of Clifton and Barbados.
He was educated at Selkirk grammar school, Loretto, and at the ... more »
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HE sat among the woods; he heard
The sylvan merriment; he saw
The pranks of butterfly and bird,
The humors of the ape, the daw.
And in the lion or the frog,—
In all the life of moor and fen,—
In ass and peacock, stork and dog,
He read similitudes of men.
“Of these, from those,” he cried, “we come,
Our hearts, our brains descend from these.”
And, lo! the Beasts no more were dumb,
But answered out of brakes and trees:
“Not ours,” they cried; “Degenerate,
If ours at all,” they cried again,
“Ye fools, who ...