The Famous Historie: Cap. XII (Patrick Gordon Poems)
The Argument.First at Glentroll doth Scotts renowned PrinceGet victorie aboue the English foeDouglas at Ederfoord with valiaunceBy fourtie doth a ...
The Argument.First at Glentroll doth Scotts renowned PrinceGet victorie aboue the English foeDouglas at Ederfoord with valiaunceBy fourtie doth a ...
The Argument.The warlick Douglase on his iournay goasWheir his most loued Lord did him commandHe finds a deing knight that ...
Quhen thai within has sene sua slaynThar men and chassyt hame agaynThai war ...
The Argument.The Bruce dispersed host their Lord doeth knowWho to Kintyre reteirs and their doeth sieAn aged Syre that vnto ...
The Argument.The south and North crownes ioynd by that great KingWho of all Kinges hea'uns blissinges most embraceHis works his ...
The Argument.Bruce falleth sick neir to the Northern ShoreTho armie mutines for his sore diseasWhom at that instant heauins to ...
The Argument.Whill Fortune houeres doutfull of hir cho'sNor peace nor warre on ether syd displaysHard fait anon prepaireth greatter voesGreat ...
The Argument.Scotlands great King from treasone ill contriuedBy heauens and his oune valour is relieuedInspight of twyce two hundreth he ...
The Argument.Hells damnd fiends finds Scots renouned KingAnd by three theeues works him a niew dispight,To God he praies who ...
...Thus chydand with her drerie destenye,Weiping, scho woik the nicht fra end to end;Bot all in vane; hir dule, hir ...
Robene sat on gud grene hill, Kepand a flok of fe;Mirry Makyne said him till, "Robene, thow rew on me;I haif the ...
ROBIN sat on gude green hill, Kepand a flock of fe:Mirry Makyne said him till 'Robin, thou rew on me:I haif thee ...
This hindir zeir i hard be taldThair was a worthy kingDukis erlis and barronis baldHe had at his biddingThe lord ...
Frae Dunidier as I cam throuch,Doun by the hill of Banochie,Allangst the lands of Garioch.Grit pitie was to heir and ...
Gil Morrice was an erles son,His name it waxed wide:It was nae for his great riches,Nor zet was mickle pride;Bot ...
Sum speiks of lords, sum speiks of lairds,And siclyke men of hie degrie;Of a gentleman I sing a sang,Sumtyme calld ...
O Waly, waly, up the bank, O wary, waly, doun the brae, And waly, waly, yon burn-side, Where I and my love wer wont to gae! I lean'd my back unto an aik, I thocht it was a trustie tree, But first it bow'd and syne it brak',— Sae my true love did lichtlie me. O waly, waly, but love be bonnie A little time while it is new! But when its auld it waxeth cauld, And fadeth awa' like the morning dew. O wherefore should I busk my heid, Or wherefore should I kame my hair? For my true love has me forsook, And says he'll never lo'e me mair. Noo Arthur's seat sall be my bed. The sheets sall neir be press'd by me; Saint Anton's well sall be my drink; Since my true love's forsaken me. Martinmas wind, when wilt thou blaw, And shake the green leaves off the tree? O gentle death, when wilt thou come? For of my life I am wearie. 'Tis not the frost that freezes fell, Nor blawing-snaw's inclemencie, 'Tis not sic cauld that makes me cry; But my love's heart grown cauld to me. Whan we cam' in by Glasgow toun, We were a comely sicht to see; My love was clad in the black velvet, An' I mysel' in cramasie. But had I wist before I kiss'd That love had been so ill to win, I'd lock'd my heart in a case o' goud, And pinn'd it wi' a siller pin. Oh, oh! if my young babe were born, And set upon the nurse's knee; And I mysel' were dead and gane, And the green grass growing over me!(Anonymous Americas)
About Zule, quhen the wind blew cule,And the round tables began,A'! there is cum to our kings courtMony a well-favourd ...
HEY! now the day dawis;The jolly cock crawis;Now shroudis the shawis Thro' Nature anon.The thissel-cock cryisOn lovers wha lyis:Now skaillis ...
HEY! now the day dawis; The jolly cock crawis; Now shroudis the shawis Thro' Nature anon. The thissel-cock cryis ...
O waly, waly up the bank,And waly, waly down the brae,And waly, waly yon burn side,Where I and my love ...
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