Poems with rhymes of reel

My conversation make to be Thy reel
And reel thy yarn thereon spun of Thy wheel.

I sold my rock, I sold my reel,
And sae hae I my spinning wheel,

Reel, reel.
On your trembling keel,

Right like that! Right off the reel!
Say, you’d ought to heard us squeal!

Trust him when thy brain doth reel
And thy friend turns on his heel;

Mid-ships with iron keel
Struck we her ribs of steel;
Down her black hulk did reel

Brings hard owrehip, wi sturdy wheel,
The strong forehammer,
Till block an studdie ring an reel,

God that hardened the steel,
Bid the flame leap and reel,

13 And thou a child, a Limb, and dost not feel
14 My weak'ned fainting body now to reel?

'Young sir,' 'E sez . . . Like that . . . It made me feel
Romantic like, as if me dream was reel.

Her subjects faint and reel,
Does she but melt, stoop to entrance,
They kiss her hem and kneel.

His stylet thro' my back; I reel;
And ... is it thou I feel?

Runs to a fret of speed like a racing wheel,
Which else were aslumber along with the whole
Of the dark, swinging rhythmic instead of a-reel.

Thy plea with him who dealt, nay does now deal,
Thy lovely dale down thus and thus bids reel

Same little blessé makes a spiel;
Says he: "When I saw our driver reel,

Where, through battle's rout and reel,
Storm of shot and edge of steel,

There ain't no cause at all for you to feel
Modest about the things you 'ave to tell;
An' wot you says wonderfully reel.

The lights go dim, my senses reel . . .
See! Jesus Christ is at the wheel.

Thus the world doth and evermore shall reel;
Yet to my Goddess am I constant ever,
Howe'er blind Fortune turn her giddy wheel.

They stood by the chariot-wheel,
Embraced, very tall, most like
Fellow poplars, wind-taken, that reel