Jacobite Poems - Poems about Jacobite

...Time bracketed between December first nineteen fifty nine and December first two thousand twenty three represents sixty six orbitz one prized Earthling named Amélie Beth Harris-McGeehan compl......

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...Tak oor grund from beneath oor hurdies Burn oor birches aside the lough, Besmirch hard fecht fur freedom, Dictating oor days tae come, No from the pint o a gun, Fae laws an promis......

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... Actual aptitude and action almost always align aright. Beautiful bliss, beastly belligerent behaviors: both burn bright. Caringly convinced, cantankerous curmudgeons collapse, contrit......

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...I experience inappetence... (similar physiological phenomena affected yours truly exactly one year ago), yet nevertheless hunger, not only for victuals but peace on Earth and goodwill to all......

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...I experience inappetence, yet nevertheless hunger for victuals Mine corporeal complex edifice unleashes convulsions of anxiety. Lack of appetite to savor even smallest bite unlike Pavlov's d......

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...The Spirits of Culloden. This is like a pilgrimage, a try tae come every year, Gather at the cairn, meet old friends, wipe away a tear. Standin on that moor, that once with blood was sodden, Pay......

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...On These Plains I Lay White fire and heat, blinding light, blinding bright. Shot down on these plains, My soldiers, My warriors, Fading from my sight. Battle lost? Battle won? Battered men......

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...Heathen warriors dressed in the plaid Victims of time and an evil brigade Pursue their beliefs far into the South Gaelic words from a Jacobite mouth Like bairns against many a gun The highland......

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...When a child if gifted with a book it transforms into a key to unlock the mind. The gate to the secret garden of imagination is pried from its forgiving hinges and the child is free to expand their ......

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...Early in the morning of 13 February 1692, in the aftermath of the Glorious Revolution and the Jacobite uprising of 1689 led by John Graham of Claverhouse, a massacre took place in Glencoe, in the Hig......

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... Look at me now, sitting below darkening skies Cast out from our Highland home The Clans now is spiteful despise To the Glens we shall head, us the fortunate to roam Away from the Jacobi......

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