The Brus Book 19 (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 ...
Quhen Thomas Randell on this wisWes takyn as Ik her devysAnd send to dwell ...
Than wes the land a quhile in pes,Bot covatys, that can nocht cesTo set ...
And quhen this connand thus wes madSchir Philip intill Ingland raidAnd tauld the king ...
The king fra Schyr Aymer wes ganeGadryt his menye everilkanAnd left bath woddis and montanysAnd held hys ...
FYTTE I.'Look at the Clock!' quoth Winifred Pryce,As she open'd the door to her husband's knock,Then paus'd to give him ...
His laurels fresh from song and lay,Romance, art, science, rich in all,And young of heart, how dare we sayWe keep ...
C'?tait quand le printemps a reverdi les pr?s. La fille de Lycus, vierge aux cheveux dor?s, Sous les monts Ach?ens, ...
With a golden rolling sound Booming came a bell,From the aery in the towerEagles fell;So with regal wings Hurled, and ...
On Death's domain intent I fix my eyes, Where human nature in vast ruin lies, With pensive mind I search ...
With a golden rolling sound Booming came a bell, From the aery in the tower Eagles fell; So with regal ...
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