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... micht , And hie was their command . Greit luve they bare to Fairly fair , Their sister saft and deir , Her girdle shawd her middle jimp , And gowdin glist her hair . What waefou wae her bewtie bred ! Waefou to young and auld , Waefou I ...
... micht , And hie was their command . Greit luve they bare to Fairly fair , Their sister saft and deir , Her girdle shawd her middle jimp , And gowdin glist her hair . What waefou wae her bewtie bred ! Waefou to young and auld , Waefou I ...
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... micht well excuse my arm " Frae manly feats of stryfe : " But now that Norse does proudly boast " Fair Scotland to enthral , " It's neir be said of Hardyknute , " He feird to ficht or fall . " Robin of Rothsay bend thy bow , " Thy ...
... micht well excuse my arm " Frae manly feats of stryfe : " But now that Norse does proudly boast " Fair Scotland to enthral , " It's neir be said of Hardyknute , " He feird to ficht or fall . " Robin of Rothsay bend thy bow , " Thy ...
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... micht prevale , Him to his lure to gain . " I will return wi speid to bide , " Your plaint and mend your wae : " But private grudge maun neir be quelled , " Before our countries fae . " Mordac , thy eild may best be spaird " The fields ...
... micht prevale , Him to his lure to gain . " I will return wi speid to bide , " Your plaint and mend your wae : " But private grudge maun neir be quelled , " Before our countries fae . " Mordac , thy eild may best be spaird " The fields ...
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... micht he drew , And gesture dreid , his sturdy bow ; Fast the braid arrow flew : Wae to the knicht he ettled at ; Lament now quene Elgreid ; Hire dames to wail your darling's fall , His youth , and comely meid . ' Tak aff , tak aff his ...
... micht he drew , And gesture dreid , his sturdy bow ; Fast the braid arrow flew : Wae to the knicht he ettled at ; Lament now quene Elgreid ; Hire dames to wail your darling's fall , His youth , and comely meid . ' Tak aff , tak aff his ...
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... micht : " I'm Hardyknute . This day , " he cryed , " To Scotland's king I hicht " To lay thee low as horse's hufe ; " My word I mean to keip : " Syne with the first dint eir he strake He gard his body bleid . Norse ene like grey ...
... micht : " I'm Hardyknute . This day , " he cryed , " To Scotland's king I hicht " To lay thee low as horse's hufe ; " My word I mean to keip : " Syne with the first dint eir he strake He gard his body bleid . Norse ene like grey ...
Términos y frases comunes
amang auld baith Ballad banyshed bauld bluid braive bullen a-la Child Maurice Christ's Kirk cry'd day At Christ's deid deir dethe Dickie doun Draffan fair Annet fair Annie feir ferce frae gane geir Gilderoy grit gude haif hame Hardyknute heart heid heir of Linne Hobie Hobie Noble horse ilka John John Gilpin Johnie Armstrong king lady laird's Jock Liddisdale Lilli burlero lord luve lyfe lyke mair Makyne maun meikle meit micht mirry mony mynde nane ne'er neir nevir night nocht o'er Peblis Quha Quhair quhan Quhat Quhen Quhilk Quhyle quod quoth richt Robene sall sayd sche scho Scotland shyne speir steid stryfe suld sune Syne tane thair thay thee thocht thou trow wald Watty weel Whan wyfe wyfis wyll zour
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Página 37 - But still as wilder blew the wind, And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men — Their trampling sounded nearer. "Oh! haste thee, haste!" the lady cries, "Though tempests round us gather; I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father.
Página 99 - And galloped off with all his might, As he had done before. Away went Gilpin, and away Went Gilpin's hat and wig: He lost them sooner than at first, For why? — they were too big. Now...
Página 96 - Till, loop and button failing both, at last it flew away. Then might all people well discern the bottles he had slung; A bottle swinging at each side, as hath been said or sung. The dogs did bark, the children screamed, up flew the windows all, And every soul cried out, " Well done! " as loud as he could bawl. Away went Gilpin, who but he! his fame soon spread around; "He carries weight! He rides a race! "Tis for a thousand pound!
Página 97 - Until he came unto the Wash Of Edmonton so gay; And there he threw the Wash about On both sides of the way, Just like unto a trundling mop, Or a wild goose at play. At Edmonton his loving wife From the balcony spied Her tender husband, wondering much To see how he did ride. "Stop, stop, John Gilpin!— Here's the house !" They all at once did cry; "The dinner waits, and we are tired;"— Said Gilpin, "So am I!
Página 36 - I'm the chief of Ulva's Isle, And this Lord Ullin's daughter. "And fast before her father's men Three days we've fled together, For should he find us in the glen, My blood would stain the heather. "His horsemen hard behind us ride; Should they our steps discover, Then...
Página 96 - Were shatter'd at a blow. Down ran the wine into the road, Most piteous to be seen, Which made his horse's flanks to smoke As they had basted been. But still he...
Página 98 - My head is twice as big as yours, They therefore needs must fit. " But let me scrape the dirt away That hangs upon your face ; And stop and eat, for well you may Be in a hungry case." Said John — "It is my wedding day, And all the world would stare, If wife should dine at Edmonton, And I should dine at Ware.
Página 93 - And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton All in a chaise and pair. My sister, and my sister's child, Myself and children three, Will fill the chaise; so you must ride On horseback after we.
Página 95 - He grasped the mane with both his hands, And eke with all his might. His horse, who never in that sort Had handled been before, What thing upon his back had got Did wonder more and more. Away went Gilpin, neck or nought; Away went hat and wig; He little dreamt when he set out, Of running such a rig.
Página 95 - His long red cloak well brush'd and neat He manfully did throw. Now see him mounted once again Upon his nimble steed, Full slowly pacing o'er the stones With caution and good heed. But finding soon a smoother road Beneath his well-shod feet, The snorting beast began to trot, Which gall'd him in his seat. So fair and softly...