Poetry.net »

Search results for: whinny

Yee yee! We've found 12 poems matching whinny.

Cleveland Lyke-wake Dirge (Traditional)
Sir Walter Scott
away are paste, Every nighte and alle; To Whinny-muir thou comest at laste; And Christe receive Rate it:

(0.00 / 0 votes)
A Song of Rain
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
the wilds of Winininnie Cattle low and horses whinny, Frolicking with sheer delight. From Beltana tRate it:

(5.00 / 1 vote)
II. The Quest Of Silence
Christopher John Brennan
horn whate'er misplaced outrageous nears, or whinny of the fierce Centaur, or mailed miscreant unRate it:

(5.00 / 1 vote)
Jacob Homnium’s Hoss
William Makepeace Thackeray
find himself so pinn'd; The oss began to whinny, The honest gloom he grinn'd; And the raskle thief Rate it:

(0.00 / 0 votes)
On The Sunny Side
James Whitcomb Riley
guinea; Hear the cattle moo; Hear the horses whinny, Looking out at you! On the hitching-block, boyRate it:

(0.00 / 0 votes)
Scotch Song
Charles Kingsley
moss fra' the elditch aile, The bents fra' the whinny muir, And a fause knight threw us the bonny bRate it:

(0.00 / 0 votes)
The Last Muster
William Henry Ogilvie
like horses on spring-tide grass When they whinny one to another, strong-voiced, and a gallop brinRate it:

(0.00 / 0 votes)
The Nights at Rocky Bar
Harry 'Breaker' Harbord Morant
hole at Rocky Bar. We would hear the stallions whinny, and then the water splash - That latter wasRate it:

(0.00 / 0 votes)
The Wanderings of Oisin: Book III
William Butler Yeats
of the world was one. Till the horse gave a whinny; for, cumbrous with stems of the hazel and oak,Rate it:

(0.00 / 0 votes)
The Whistling Girl
Dorothy Parker
of my back, they wag their chins, Whinny and bleat and sigh; But better a heart a-bloom with sinsRate it:

(0.00 / 0 votes)
Unholy Trinity
Robert William Service
grey rapscallion, But when a lusty lass I see I whinny like a stallion. Oh let me be a reprobate, Rate it:

(0.00 / 0 votes)
Who's Riding Old Harlequin Now?
Harry 'Breaker' Harbord Morant
cattle on Brigalow Vale Where the stock-horses whinny and stamp, And where long Andy Ferguson, yoRate it:

(0.00 / 0 votes)

We need you!

Help us build the largest human-edited poetry collection on the web!