"Mirk" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... of the forest dark, Whose antlers cut the sky, That vanishes into the mirk And like a dream flits by, And by an arrow slain at last Is ...
— Georgian Poetry 1916-17 - Edited by Sir Edward Howard Marsh • Various
... are weary men, Laid by frae a' their wark; Hoo thocht can kill ye ne'er will ken Till tholin' 't in the dark. But ere nicht fa's I'll maybe see What yet I hinna seen, A land whaur mirk can never ...
— The Auld Doctor and other Poems and Songs in Scots • David Rorie
... willow brake! What though far off, from some dark dell espied, 95 His glimmering mazes cheer the excursive sight, Yet turn, ye wanderers, turn your steps aside, Nor trust the guidance of that faithless light; For watchful, lurking, 'mid the unrustling reed, At those mirk hours the wily monster lies, 100 And listens oft to hear the passing steed, And frequent round him rolls his sullen eyes, If chance his savage wrath may ...
— The Poetical Works of William Collins - With a Memoir • William Collins
... me on my bonnie byke! My drappie aiblins blinks the noo, An' leesome luve has lapt the dyke Forgatherin' just a wee bit fou. And SCOTIA! while thy rantin' lunt Is mirk and moop with gowans fine, I'll stowlins pit my unco brunt, An' cleek my duds for ...
— The Humourous Poetry of the English Language • James Parton
... my mother, is singing to me, She is singing the old refrain, Of passion, of love, and of mystery, And her world-old song of pain; Of the mirk midnight and the dazzling day, That trail their robes o'er ...
— An Anthology of Australian Verse • Bertram Stevens
... That every naig was ca'd a shoe on, The smith and thee gat roaring fou on; That at the Lord's house, even on Sunday, Thou drank wi' Kirkton Jean till Monday. {148f} She prophesied that, late or soon, Thou wouldst be found deep drowned in Doon! Or catched wi' warlocks i' the mirk, {148a} By ...
— Playful Poems • Henry Morley
... night is mirk, and its very mirk, And by candle light I canna weel see; The night is mirk, and its very pit mirk, And there will never a ...
— Minstrelsy of the Scottish border (3rd ed) (1 of 3) • Walter Scott
... complain; Cauld lies the glaur in ilka lane; On draigled hizzie, tautit wean An' drucken lads, In the mirk nicht, the ...
— Underwoods • Robert Louis Stevenson
... mirk, mirk nicht and nae starlicht, And they waded through red bluid to the knee; For a' the bluid that 's shed on earth Rins through the springs o' ...
— The Balladists - Famous Scots Series • John Geddie
... hae I the day, mother. If I was to du onything no fit i' this His warl', luikin' oot o' the e'en He gae me, wi' the han's an' feet He gae me, I wad jist deserve to be nippit oot at ance, or sent intil the ooter mirk (darkness)!" ...
— The Elect Lady • George MacDonald |
