The patois poems of the Channel islands: the Norman-Fr.text, ed. with Engl. tr., hist. intr. and notes by J.L.Pitts

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Seite xiv - And not many days after, the younger son gathered all together and took his journey into a far country; and there he wasted his substance with riotous living. And when he had spent all, there arose a mighty famine in that country; and he began to be in want.
Seite xiv - And he divided unto them his living. And not many days after the younger son gathered all together, and took his journey into a far country, and there wasted his substance with riotous living.
Seite 40 - AULD LANG SYNE. SHOULD auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to min' ? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And days o' lang syne ? For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o kindness yet, For auld lang syne.
Seite xiv - A certain man had two sons : And the younger of them said to his father, Father, give me the. portion of goods that falleth to me. And he divided unto them his living. And not many days after the younger son gathered all together, and took his journey into a far country, and there wasted his substance with riotous living.
Seite 55 - Les voyez-vous, les belles bêtes. Creuser profond et tracer droit , Bravant la pluie et les tempêtes, Qu'il fasse chaud, qu'il fasse froid? Lorsque je fais halte pour boire , Un brouillard sort de leurs naseaux , Et je vois sur leur corne noire Se poser les petits oiseaux.
Seite 17 - And they hae sworn a solemn oatli John Barleycorn was dead. But the cheerful Spring came kindly on, And show'rs began to fall ; John Barleycorn got up again, And sore surpris'd them all. The sultry suns of Summer came, And he grew thick and strong, His head weel arm'd wi' pointed spears, That no one should him wrong.
Seite 19 - For he crush'd him between two stones. And they hae ta'en his very heart's blood, And drank it round and round ; And still the more and more they drank, Their joy did more abound. John Barleycorn was a hero bold, Of noble enterprise ; For if you do but taste his blood, 'Twill make your courage rise.
Seite 42 - We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet, For auld lang syne. We twa hae run about the braes, And pu'd the gowans fine ; But we've wander'd mony a weary foot Sin auld lang syne. For auld, &c. We twa hae paidl't i' the burn, From mornin sun till dine ; But seas between us braid hae roar'd Sin auld lang syne.
Seite xiv - And he would fain have filled his belly with the husks that the swine did eat : and no man gave unto him.
Seite 53 - J'ai deux grands bœufs dans mon étable, Deux grands bœufs blancs, marqués de roux ; La charrue est en bois d'érable, L'aiguillon en branche de houx ; C'est par leurs soins qu'on voit la plaine Verte l'hiver, jaune l'été ; Ils gagnent dans une semaine Plus d'argent qu'ils n'en ont coûté. S'il me fallait les vendre, J'aimerais mieux me pendre ; J'aime Jeanne ma femme, eh bien ! j'aimerais mieux La voir mourir...

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