from The Cherrie and The Slae - by
About ane bank, where birds on bewis
/ Ten thousand times their notis renewis
/ Ilk hour into the day,
/ The…
About ane bank, where birds on bewis
/ Ten thousand times their notis renewis
/ Ilk hour into the day,
/ The…
Be mery, man, and tak nocht fer in mynd
/ The wavering of this wrechit vale of sorrow.
/ To God be huimle and…
Quhy will ye, merchantis of renoun,
/ Lat Edinburgh, your nobill toun,
/ For laik of reformatioun
/ The commone proffeitt tyine, and…
In to thir dirk and drublie dayis,
/ Quhone sabill all the Hevin arrayis
/ With mystie vapouris, cluddis and skyis,
/ Nature all curage me…
Fra banc to banc, fra wod to wod, I rin
/ Ourhailit with my feble fantasie,
/ Lyk til a leif that…
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