The Brus Book XIII (John Barbour Poems)
Quhen thir twa fyrst bataillis werAssemblyt as I said you er,The Stewart Walter that than wasAnd the gud ...
Quhen thir twa fyrst bataillis werAssemblyt as I said you er,The Stewart Walter that than wasAnd the gud ...
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 ...
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 king is went till his ...
The king towart the wod is ganeWery forswayt and will of waneIntill the wod sone ...
Bot he that rest anoyit ayAnd wald in travaill be alway,A ...
Now Douglas furth his wayis tais,And in that selff tyme fell throw caisThat the king off ...
Bot he that rest anoyit ayAnd wald in travaill be alway,A ...
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 ...
The king fra Schyr Aymer wes ganeGadryt his menye everilkanAnd left bath woddis and montanysAnd held hys ...
Yong Wallace, fulfillit of hie curage,In prys of armys desirous and sauage,Thi Waslage may neuir be forlorn,Thi deidis ar knawin ...
(VITA NOBILISSIMI DEFENSORIS SCOTIE WILELMI WALLACE MILITIS)Book IOur antecessowris that we suld of reideAnd hald in mynde, thar nobille worthi ...
Six score there were, six score and ten, From Hald that rode that day;And when they came to Brattingsborg They ...
Sum speiks of lords, sum speiks of lairds,And siclyke men of hie degrie;Of a gentleman I sing a sang,Sumtyme calld ...
I thought my true love slept; Behind her chair I crept And pulled out a long pin; The golden flood ...
THE WIND blew hollow frae the hills, By fits the sun's departing beam Look'd on the fading yellow woods, That ...
WEE, sleekit, cow'rin, tim'rous beastie, O, what a panic's in thy breastie! Thou need na start awa sae hasty, Wi' ...
On Turning her up in her Nest with the Plough Wee, sleekit, cow'rin', tim'rous beastie, O what a panic's in ...
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