THE reivers they stole Fair Anni… As she walk’d by the sea; But a noble knight was her ransom… Wi’ gowd and white monie. She bided in strangers’ land wi’ h…
Godfrey Gordon Gustuvus Gore The boy who’d never shut the door His Father would Plead and mother… Godfrey Gordon Please Shut the d…
SINCE first I saw your face I r… If now I be disdained I wish my h… What? I that loved and you that l… No, no, no, my heart is fast, and… If I admire or praise you too muc…
Lysteneth, lordinges, gente and fr… Ich wille you telle of Sire Degar… Knightes that were sometyme in lon… Ferli fele wolde fonde And sechen aventures bi night and…
‘O WHA will shoe my bonny foot? And wha will glove my hand? And wha will bind my middle jimp Wi’ a lang, lang linen band? ‘O wha will kame my yellow hair,
MARIE HAMILTON 's to the kir… Wi’ ribbons in her hair; The King thought mair o’ Marie H… Than ony that were there. Marie Hamilton 's to the kirk gan…
I WISH I were where Helen lies, Night and day on me she cries; O that I were where Helen lies, On fair Kirconnell lea! Curst be the heart that thought th…
OF on that is so fayr and bright Velut maris stella, Brighter than the day is light, Parens et puella: Ic crie to the, thou see to me,
Whan bells war rung, an mass was s… A wat a’ man to bed were gone, Clark Sanders came to Margret’s w… With mony a sad sigh and groan. “Are ye sleeping, Margret,” he sa…
MY blood so red For thee was shed, Come home again, come home again; My own sweet heart, come home agai… You’ve gone astray
(From The Point of View, U.S.,… “THE LOVE I bear you, dearest, Would make the sweetest tale, We’d sail upon a sea of bliss, And I would lift the sail.
LATE at een, drinkin’ the wine, And ere they paid the lawin’, They set a combat them between, To fight it in the dawin’. ‘O stay at hame, my noble lord!
When things go wrong, as they some… When the road you’re trudging seem… When the funds are low and the deb… And you want to smile but you have… When care is pressing you down a b…
Westron wind, when wilt thou blow That small rain down can rain? Christ, that my love were in my ar… And I in my bed again!
I SING of a maiden That is makeles; King of all kings To her son she ches. He came al so still