The Brus Book XVI (John Barbour Poems)
Quhen Schyr Edward, as Ik said ar,Had discomfyt Richard of ClarAnd of Irland all the barnageThris ...
Quhen Schyr Edward, as Ik said ar,Had discomfyt Richard of ClarAnd of Irland all the barnageThris ...
And quhen this connand thus wes madSchir Philip intill Ingland raidAnd tauld the king ...
The Argument.By Fortune Valor and aduentrous chanceThe Douglas doth releiue thrie Scottish DamesIn Arrans Ile and doth from thence aduanceWhill ...
The king is went till his ...
The king goes to Carrick; he upbraids Cuthbert]Thys wes in ver quhen wynter tidWith his blastis hidwys to bidWas ourdryvyn ...
The Bruys went till his innys swyth,Bot wyt ye weile he wes full blythThat he had gottyn ...
The Argument.Bruce falleth sick neir to the Northern ShoreTho armie mutines for his sore diseasWhom at that instant heauins to ...
Thogh brutal beestes be irrational,That is to say, wantand, discretioun,Yit ilk ane in their kindes naturalHas many divers inclinatioun:The bair ...
...Thus chydand with her drerie destenye,Weiping, scho woik the nicht fra end to end;Bot all in vane; hir dule, hir ...
Ya Kessmas neet, or then aboot,When measons all were frozzen oot,I went to see a country friend,An hospitable hoor to ...
Aul' Scotlan'! lan' o' cakes an' sang,O' gude pease scones an' kebbuck whang,Yer crumpy farls o' ait meal cake,An' barley ...
I.—THIS SIDE AN' THAT.The rich man sat in his father's seat—Purple an' linen, an' a'thing fine!The puir man lay at ...
The Deil's forhooit his ain, his ain!The Deil's forhooit his ain!His bairns are greitin in ilka neuk,For the Deil's forhooit ...
Up cam the tide wi' a burst and a whush,And back gaed the stanes wi' a whurr;The king's son walkit ...
Oor Jock's gude mither's second manAt banes was unco skilly;It cam' by heirskep frae an aunt,Leeb Tod o' Nether Tillie.An' ...
Lord, I'm an auld man,An' I'm deein!An' do what I canI canna help beinSome feart at the thoucht!I'm no what ...
A weddin', a woo, A clog an' a shoe,A pot full o' porridge; away we go! ...
Here's wee Tam aside the fire, Soun' as soun' can be,Tangs across his wee fat legs, Heid upon his knee.Wauken, ...
I dinna ken what's come ower me!There's a how whaur ance was a hert!I never luik oot afore me,An' a ...
Greitna, father, that I'm gauin,For fu' well ye ken the gaet;I' the winter, corn ye're sawin,I' the hairst again ye ...
Yersel' is't? Imphm! Man that's bad!A kin' o' thinness o' the blude?Gaed aff las' nicht intil a dwam?Keep's a'! But ...
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