That man shall flourish like the trees, Which by the streamlets grow; The fruitful top is spread on high, And firm the root below. But he whose blossom buds in guilt Shall to the ground be cast ...
On the fourth Sunday of Lent, one of Burns’ impressive verse versions of the Psalms. Although unconventional, indeed unorthodox, the poet’s religious convictions were firm. The man was ...
The path to the school was a small road with a lake’s bund to one side and paddy fields on the other. Much of the palash’s heartwood was carved out by insects and weather, and the tree was mostly ...
“Now Simmer blinks on flowery braes/And o’er the crystal streamlets plays/Come let us spend the lightsome days/In the Birks of Aberfeldy”… Summer in Perthshire’s forests moved Robert ...