The Brus Book IV (John Barbour Poems)
In Rawchryne leve we now the kingIn rest foroutyn barganyng,And off his fayis a quhile speke weThat ...
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 ...
The lord off Lorne wonnyt thar-byThat wes capitale ennymyTo the king for his ...
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 goes to Carrick; he upbraids Cuthbert]Thys wes in ver quhen wynter tidWith his blastis hidwys to bidWas ourdryvyn ...
The king is went till his ...
The king towart the wod is ganeWery forswayt and will of waneIntill the wod sone ...
King Robert in Northumberland]Sone eftre that the erle ThomasFra Wardaill thus reparyt wasThe king assemblyt all his mychtAnd left nane ...
Sone eftre that the erle ThomasFra Wardaill thus reparyt wasThe king assemblyt all his mychtAnd left nane ...
Bot he that rest anoyit ayAnd wald in travaill be alway,A ...
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 ...
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 ...
Thogh brutal beestes be irrational,That is to say, wantand, discretioun,Yit ilk ane in their kindes naturalHas many divers inclinatioun:The bair ...
I.Of Februar the fiftene nichtFull lang before the dayis lichtI lay intill a tranceAnd then I saw baith Heaven and ...
I will craue pardon of zour excellence, Incace ze suld esteme this for offence Into directing of this Treticie, Not coresponding to Zour ...
Dear Jock, - Like some aul' cairter's mear I'm foonert i' the feet,An' oxter-staffs are feckless things fan a' the ...
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