The Brus Book XIX (John Barbour Poems)
Than wes the land a quhile in pes,Bot covatys, that can nocht cesTo set ...
Than wes the land a quhile in pes,Bot covatys, that can nocht cesTo set ...
In Rawchryne leve we now the kingIn rest foroutyn barganyng,And off his fayis a quhile speke weThat ...
Now leve we intill the ForestDouglas that sall bot litill restTill the countre ...
Thanne hadde Wit a wif, was hote Dame Studie,That lene was of lere and of liche bothe.She was wonderly wroth ...
And I awaked therwith, witlees nerhande,And as a freke that fey were, forth gan I walkeIn manere of a mendynaunt ...
And quhen this connand thus wes madSchir Philip intill Ingland raidAnd tauld the king ...
Wolleward and weetshoed wente I forth afterAs a recchelees renk that ,And yede forth lik a lorel ...
The king towart the wod is ganeWery forswayt and will of waneIntill the wod sone ...
The Bruys went till his innys swyth,Bot wyt ye weile he wes full blythThat he had gottyn ...
Now Douglas furth his wayis tais,And in that selff tyme fell throw caisThat the king off ...
Quhen thai within has sene sua slaynThar men and chassyt hame agaynThai war ...
The erle off Carrik Schyr Edward,That stoutar wes than a libardAnd had na will to be ...
In a somer sesun, whon softe was the sonn{.e},I schop me into a shroud, as I a scheep wer{.e};In habite ...
Allemyghty god, maker of alle,Saue you my souereyns in towre & halle, And send you good grace!If ye wylle a ...
The Turnament of Tottenham; or, the Wooeing, Winning, and Wedding of Tibbe, the Reev's Davghter There.Of all thes kene conquerours ...
In somer, when the shawes be sheyne,And leves be large and long,Hit is full mery in feyre foreste To here ...
I am auld an' frail, an' I scarce can gang, Though whiles when I tak' a turn,It's only when the ...
Lenten ys come with love to toun{.e}, With blosmen and with bridd{.e}s roun{.e}, That al ...
Lenten ys come with love to toune,With blosmen and with briddes roune,That al this blisse bryngeth;Dayes-eyes in this dales,Notes suete ...
THE PROLOGUE. WHEN folk had laughed all at this nice case Of Absolon and Hendy Nicholas, Diverse folk diversely they ...
DEAR SMITH, the slee'st, pawkie thief, That e'er attempted stealth or rief! Ye surely hae some warlock-brief Owre human hearts; ...
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