Poems About: BALLAD

1.Ballad

Oh cauld's the doonrush o a burn
In winter's iron thraa, read more »

[A Ballad]

To fetch clear water out of the spring
The little maid Margaret ran, read more »

1st Ballad

A SUMMER'S NIGHT read more »

In the meadow by the mill
I'd make my ballad,
Tunes to that would whistle shrill read more »

The Ballad of Old Clonbroney

One night dark walking along
A lane onto its end, read more »

The urchin's cry,
Irritating and unkind,
Over the ballads,
It was confusing, read more »

The Ballad of Mary and Chappie


She was wandering whitehaired clutching her lead read more »

Wardour Street Border Ballad


"Now this is the price of a stirrup-cup," read more »

(ALASKAN BALLAD)

The Northland reared his hoary head
And spied the Southland leagues away-- read more »

A Ballad

Father John in the green lane went
And he drew his robe full tight, read more »

Soft music proffering backdropp
in a tongue peculiarly diverse

It were some sort of a ballad read more »

The ballad about dreams
by Mikhail Ancharov

In german far and distant land read more »