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Poem by Robert Anderson


Peace


Now, God be prais'd! we've peace at last,
For Nichol he's been down,
And sec a durdem, Nichol says,
They've hed in Lunnon town;
The king thowt war wad ruin aw,
And Bonnyprat the seame,
And some say teane, and some say beath,
Ha'e lang been much to bleame.

Now monie a weyfe will weep for joy,
And monie a bairn be fain,
To see the fadders they'd forgot,
Come seafe and sound agean;
And monie a yen will watch in vain,
Wi' painfu' whopes and fears,
And oft the guilty wretches bleame,
That set fwok by the ears.

My Cousin Tommy went to sea,
And lost his left--hand Thum;
He tells sec teales about the feight,
They mek us aw sit dum;
He sys it is reet fearfu wark,
For them that's fworc'd to see't--
The bullets whuzzing past yen's lugs,
And droppen down like sleet.

But Peter, our peer sarvant man,
Was far owre proud to work,--
They said a Captain he sud be,
Alang wi't Duke o' York:
Wi' powder'd heed away he marched,
And gat a wooden leg;
But monie a time he's rued sin seyne,
For now he's fworc'd to beg.

Ay, but our Sally wull be fain,
Sud Lanty but cum back!
Then owre the fire, i' winter neets,
We wull ha'e monie a crack;--
He'll tell us aw the ins and outs,
For he can write and read;
But Sally's heart for sure 'll brek,
If he's amang the dead.

O! but I us'd to wonder much,
And think what thousands fell;
Now what they've aw been feightin for,
The deil a yen can tell;--
But God be prais'd! we've peace at last,
The news hes spread afar;
O may our bairns and bairns' bairns hear
Nae mair o' murderous war. 



Robert Anderson


Robert Anderson's other poems:
  1. Epistle the Tenth
  2. Enigma the First
  3. Dick Watters
  4. Burgh Races
  5. Lines to a Redbreast


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Rupert Brooke Peace ("Now, God Be Thanked Who Has Matched Us With His Hour")
  • William Yeats Peace ("AH, that Time could touch a form")
  • George Herbert Peace ("SWEET Peace, where dost thou dwell? I humbly crave")
  • Gerard Hopkins Peace ("When will you ever, Peace, wild wooddove, shy wings shut")
  • Henry Vaughan Peace ("My Soul, there is a country")
  • Eleanor Farjeon Peace ("I am as awful as my brother War")
  • Robert Bloomfield Peace ("Halt! ye Legions, sheathe your Steel")
  • Charles Sorley Peace ("There is silence in the evening when the long days cease") December 1912
  • Gerald Massey Peace ("Yes, Peace is beautiful, and I do yearn")
  • Henry Newbolt Peace ("No more to watch by Night's eternal shore")
  • Sara Teasdale Peace ("PEACE flows into me")
  • Henry Van Dyke Peace ("Two dwellings, Peace, are thine")

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