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Pagina 64
... hand . " Our English archers bent their bowes , Their harts were good and trew ; Att the first flight of arrowes sent , Full four - score Scots they slew . ' [ Yet bides Earl Douglas on the bent , As Chieftain stout and good . As ...
... hand . " Our English archers bent their bowes , Their harts were good and trew ; Att the first flight of arrowes sent , Full four - score Scots they slew . ' [ Yet bides Earl Douglas on the bent , As Chieftain stout and good . As ...
Pagina 66
... hand , Made of a trusty tree ; An arrow of a cloth - yard long Up to the head drew hee : Against Sir Hugh Mountgomerye , So right the shaft he sett , The grey goose - winge that was thereon , In his harts bloode was wett . This fight ...
... hand , Made of a trusty tree ; An arrow of a cloth - yard long Up to the head drew hee : Against Sir Hugh Mountgomerye , So right the shaft he sett , The grey goose - winge that was thereon , In his harts bloode was wett . This fight ...
Pagina 69
... hand , And sent it to Sir Patrick Spens , Was walking on the strand . " To Noroway , to Noroway , To Noroway o'er the faem ; The king's daughter of Noroway , ' Tis thou maun bring her hame . " The first word that Sir Patrick read . Sae ...
... hand , And sent it to Sir Patrick Spens , Was walking on the strand . " To Noroway , to Noroway , To Noroway o'er the faem ; The king's daughter of Noroway , ' Tis thou maun bring her hame . " The first word that Sir Patrick read . Sae ...
Pagina 70
... hand , Til I get up to the tall top - mast , To see if I can spy land ? " " O here am I , a sailor gude , To take the helm in hand , Till you go up to the tall top - mast ; But I fear you'll ne'er spy land . ” He hadna gane a step , a ...
... hand , Til I get up to the tall top - mast , To see if I can spy land ? " " O here am I , a sailor gude , To take the helm in hand , Till you go up to the tall top - mast ; But I fear you'll ne'er spy land . ” He hadna gane a step , a ...
Pagina 74
... hand , and scrip on shoulders cast , His chief defence against the winters blast . His food , for most , was wild fruits of the tree ; Unless sometime some crumbs fell to his share , Which in his wallet long , God wot , kept he , 2 ...
... hand , and scrip on shoulders cast , His chief defence against the winters blast . His food , for most , was wild fruits of the tree ; Unless sometime some crumbs fell to his share , Which in his wallet long , God wot , kept he , 2 ...
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