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Page 12 - O lang, lang, may the ladyes sit, Wi' their fans into their hand, Before they see Sir Patrick Spens Come sailing to the strand ! And lang, lang, may the maidens sit, Wi' their goud kaims in their hair, A' waiting for their ain dear loves ! For them they'll see na mair.
Page 8 - 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...
Page 68 - But gae ye up to Otterbourne, And wait there dayis three; And, if I come not ere three dayis end, A fause knight ca
Page 71 - O bury me by the braken bush, Beneath the blooming brier, Let never living mortal ken That ere a kindly Scot lies here.
Page lxii - I OFT have heard of Lydford law, How in the morn they hang and draw, And sit in judgment after : At first I wondered at it much ; But since I find the reason such, As it deserves no laughter.
Page 207 - Then shoulder high with shout and cry We bore him down the ladder lang; At every stride Red Rowan made, I wot the Kinmont's aims played clang. 'O mony a time,
Page 10 - Now, ever alake, my master dear, I fear a deadly storm. " I saw the new moon, late yestreen, Wi' the auld moon in her arm ; And if we gang to sea, master, I fear we'll come to harm.
Page 205 - Where be ye gaun, ye broken men ?' Quo' fause Sakelde ; ' come tell to me !' Now Dickie of Dryhope led that band, And the never a word o' lear had he. ' Why trespass ye on the English side ? Row-footed outlaws, stand!' quo' he; The never a word had Dickie to say, Sae he thrust the lance through his fause bodie.
Page 67 - When down before the Scottish spear She saw proud Percy fa. ' Had we twa been upon the green, And never an eye to see, I wad hae had you, flesh and fell; But your sword sail gae wi me.
Page 202 - And have they taen him, Kinmont Willie, " Against the truce of Border tide ? " And forgotten that the bauld Buccleuch " Is Keeper here on the Scottish side...
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| Title | The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott, Baronet, Volume 1 The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott, Baronet, Walter Scott |
| Author | Walter Scott |
| Edition | 2 |
| Publisher | A. Constable, 1821 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 6 Mar 2006 |
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