The British Poets, Volume 6Little, Brown & Company, 1866 |
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Page 58 - Where be ye gaun, ye hunters keen?" Quo' fause Sakelde; "come tell to me!" "We go to hunt an English stag, Has trespassed on the Scots countrie.
Page 56 - And also thro' the Carlisle sands ; They brought him to Carlisle castell, To be at my Lord Scroope's commands. " My hands are tied, but my tongue is free, And whae will dare this deed avow ? Or answer by the Border law ? Or answer to the bauld Buccleuch ? " " Now haud thy tongue, thou rank reiver ! There's never a Scot shall set thee free : Before ye cross my castle yate, 1 trow ye shall take farewell o' me."
Page 11 - The first flight of arrows the Foresters shot, They wounded him on the knee ; And out and spak the Seventh Forester, " The next will gar him die." Johnie's set his back against an aik, His fute against a stane ; And he has slain the Seven Foresters, He has slain them a
Page 112 - SLEEP'RY Sim of the Lamb-hill, And snoring Jock of Suport-mill, Ye are baith right het and fou';— But my wae wakens na you. Last night I saw a sorry sight— Nought left me o...
Page 162 - ADIEU, madame, my mother dear, But and my sisters three ! Adieu, fair Robert of Orchardstane ! My heart is wae for thee. Adieu, the lily and the rose, The primrose, fair to see; Adieu, my ladye, and only joy ! For I may not stay with thee.
Page 62 - And he has plunged in wi' a' his band, And safely swam them thro' the stream. He turned him on the other side, And at Lord Scroope his glove flung he' If ye like na my visit in merry England, In fair Scotland come visit me...
Page 12 - JOHNIE rose up in a May morning, Call'd for water to wash his hands — " Gar loose to me the gude graie dogs, That are bound wi
Page 221 - When Maitland heard his father's name, An angry man was he ! Then, lifting up a gilt dagger, Hung low down by his knee, He stabb'd the knight the standard bore, He stabb'd him cruellie ; Then caught the standard by the neuk, And fast away rode he. " Now, is't na time, brothers," he cried, " Now, is't na time to flee ? " — " Ay, by my sooth ! " they baith replied,
Page 119 - Lord, send us peace into the realm, That every man may live on his own ! I trust to God, if it be his will, That Weardale men may never be overthrown. For great troubles they've had in hand, With Borderers pricking hither and thither, But the greatest fray that e'er they had, Was with the men of Thirlwall and Willie-haver.
Page 59 - And when we left the Staneshaw-bank, The wind began full loud to blaw ; But 'twas wind and weet, and fire and sleet, When we came beneath the castle wa'.