Ancient Scottish Poems

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A. Murray and J. Cochran, 1770 - 380 Seiten
 

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Seite 268 - Then he yeid to tak up the bairnis, Thocht to haif fund thame fair and clene ; The first that he gat in his armis Was all bedirtin to the ene. The first that he gat in his armis, It was- all dirt up to the eine ; " The devill cut of thair handes," quoth he, " That fild you all sa fow this strene.
Seite 131 - Off quhat estait, man, that thow be, Obey, and thank thy God of all.
Seite 122 - Lo quhair thay raik on raw: quhat hes marrit the in thy mude, makyne, to me thow schaw; Or quhat is lufe, or to be lude? Fane wald I leir that law.
Seite 105 - On the Resurrection of Christ Done is a battell on the dragon blak, our campioun Chryst confountet hes his force ; the yettis of hell ar brokin with a crak...
Seite 105 - Lucifer, the crewall serpent with the mortall stang ; the auld kene tegir with his teith on char, quhilk in a wait hes lyne for us so lang, thinking to grip us in his...
Seite 249 - Fresch, fulgent, flurist, fragrant flour formois, Lantern to lufe, of ladeis lamp and lot, Cherie maist chaist, cheif charbucle and chois, Smaill sweit smaragde, smelling but smit of smot...
Seite 4 - Baith beist, and bird and flour, befoir the quene, And first the Lyone, gretast of degre, Was callit thair, and he, most fair to sene, With a full hardy contenance and kene, Befoir dame Natur come, and did inclyne, 90 With visage bawld, and curage leonyne.
Seite 127 - Robene, with the I will not deill ; Adew, for thus we mett." Makyne went hame blyth anewche, Attoure the holtis hair ; Robene murnit, and Makyne lewche ; Scho sang, he sichit sair : And so left him, bayth wo and wrench, In dolour and in cair, Kepand his hird under a huche, Amang the holtis hair.
Seite 121 - And sen thow seyis mony thingis variand, With all thy hart treit bissines and cure. Hald God thy freind, evir stabill be him stand, He will the confort in all misaventeur.
Seite 3 - In orient bricht as angell did appeir, Throw goldin skyis putting up his heid, Quhois gilt tressis schone so wondir cleir, That all the world tuke confort, fer and neir, To luke upone his fresche and blisfull face, 5 5 Doing all sable fro the hevynnis chace.

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