The Brus Book XIV (John Barbour Poems)
The erle off Carrik Schyr Edward,That stoutar wes than a libardAnd had na will to be ...
The erle off Carrik Schyr Edward,That stoutar wes than a libardAnd had na will to be ...
Sal Sanguine wor a bonny lass, Ov that yo may be sewer;Shoo had her trubbles tho', alas! An th' biggest wor her ...
ROBIN sat on gude green hill, Kepand a flock of fe:Mirry Makyne said him till 'Robin, thou rew on me:I haif thee ...
"Tha wodn't goa an leave me, Jim, All lonely by mysel?My een at th' varry thowts grow dim-- Aw connot say farewell.Tha ...
Why lad, awm sewer tha'rt ommost done, This ovvertime is killin;'Twor allus soa sin th' world begun, They put o' them at's ...
Lads an lasses lend yor ears Unto an old man's rhyme,Dooant hurry by an say wi' sneers, It's all a waste o' ...
Awm a young Yorksher lad as jolly an gay, As a lark on a sunshiny mornin,An Dolly's as fair as the ...
"Another day will follow this," Ah,--that shall sewerly be,But th' day 'at dawns to-morn, my lad, May nivver dawn for thee,This day ...
" Come, what's th' use o' fratchin', lads, this life's noan so lung, So, iv yo'n gether reawnd, aw'll try ...
Young Jenny, she walked ower t' ribbed sea-sand, (T' lairocks sing sae sweetly, O!)Wheer she met a fisher-lad, net ...
Draw back my curtains, Mary, An' oppen t' windey wide;Ay, ay, I know I'm deein', While to-morn I'll ...
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