The Penguin Book of Scottish VerseTom Scott Penguin, 1970 - 518 էջ |
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Արդյունքներ 28–ի 1-ից 3-ը:
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... dead . So kindly to his neighbours neast , At Beltan and Saint Barchan's feast , He blew , and then held up his breast , As he were weid ; But now we need not him arrest , For Habbie's dead . At fairs he play'd before the Spear - men ...
... dead . So kindly to his neighbours neast , At Beltan and Saint Barchan's feast , He blew , and then held up his breast , As he were weid ; But now we need not him arrest , For Habbie's dead . At fairs he play'd before the Spear - men ...
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... dead . And than , besides his valiant acts , At bridals he wan many placks , He bobbed ay behind fo'ks backs , And shook his head . Now we want many merry cracks , Sen Habbie's dead . He was convoyer of the bride , With Kittock hinging ...
... dead . And than , besides his valiant acts , At bridals he wan many placks , He bobbed ay behind fo'ks backs , And shook his head . Now we want many merry cracks , Sen Habbie's dead . He was convoyer of the bride , With Kittock hinging ...
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... dead . Ay whan he play'd , the gaitlings gedder'd , And whan he spake , the carl bledder'd : On Sabbath days his cap was fedder'd , A seemly weid . In the kirk - yeard , his mare stood tedder'd . Where he lies dead . Alas ! for him my ...
... dead . Ay whan he play'd , the gaitlings gedder'd , And whan he spake , the carl bledder'd : On Sabbath days his cap was fedder'd , A seemly weid . In the kirk - yeard , his mare stood tedder'd . Where he lies dead . Alas ! for him my ...
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ANONYMOUS c 1500 | 67 |
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