Abbotsford Series of the Scottish Poets,George Eyre-Todd W. Hodge & Company, 1893 |
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225 ÆäÀÌÁö - In behint yon auld fail dyke, I wot there lies a new-slain knight; And naebody kens that he lies there, But his hawk, his hound, and his lady fair. 'His hound is to the hunting gane, His hawk, to fetch the wild-fowl hame, His lady's ta'en another mate, So we may mak our dinner sweet. 'Ye'll sit on his white hause-bane, And I'll pike out his bonny blue een. Wi' ae lock o' his gowden hair, We'll theek our nest when it grows bare.
191 ÆäÀÌÁö - O whare will I get a skeely skipper, To sail this new ship of mine ? " — O up and spake an eldern knight, Sat at the King's right knee, — " Sir Patrick Spens is the best sailor That ever sailed the sea.
192 ÆäÀÌÁö - Our king has written a braid letter, And sealed it with his hand, And sent it to Sir Patrick Spens, Was walking on the strand. "To Noroway, to Noroway, To Noroway o'er the faem ; The king's daughter of Noroway, Tis thou maun bring her hame...
87 ÆäÀÌÁö - THERE lived a wife at Usher's Well, And a wealthy wife was she ; She had three stout and stalwart sons, And sent them oer the sea. They hadna...
143 ÆäÀÌÁö - O I'm come to seek my former vows Ye granted me before." — " O hold your tongue of your former vows, For they will breed sad strife ; 0 hold your tongue of your former vows, For I am become a wife.
307 ÆäÀÌÁö - O gentle wind, that bloweth south, « From where my love repaireth, Convey a kiss from his dear mouth, And tell me how he fareth ! " But in the glen strive armed men ; They've wrought me dole and sorrow ; »i They've slain — the comeliest knight they've slain — He bleeding lies on Yarrow.
202 ÆäÀÌÁö - Harp and carp, Thomas," she said ; " Harp and carp along wi' me ; And if ye dare to kiss my lips, Sure of your bodie I will be." " Betide me weal, betide me woe, That weird shall never daunton me." Syne he has kissed her rosy lips, All underneath the Eildon Tree.
298 ÆäÀÌÁö - They band his legs beneath the steed, They tied his hands behind his back; They guarded him, fivesome on each side, And they brought him ower the Liddel-rack. They led him thro...
204 ÆäÀÌÁö - He has gotten a coat of the even cloth, And a pair of shoes of velvet green; And till seven years were gane and past, True Thomas on earth was never seen.
280 ÆäÀÌÁö - I wish I were where Helen lies ! Night and day on me she cries ; And I am weary of the skies, For her sake that died for me.