Thomas Humphry Ward, ed. The English Poets. 1880–1918.rnVol. I. Early Poetry: Chaucer to Donne
BalladsRomantic: The Twa Corbies
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I heard twa corbies making a mane;
The tane unto the t’other say,
‘Where sall we gang and dine to-day?’
I wot there lies a new-slain knight;
And nae body kens that he lies there,
But his hawk, his hound, and lady fair.
His hawk to fetch the wild-fowl hame,
His lady ’s ta’en another mate,
So we may make our dinner sweet.
And I ’ll pike out his bonny blue een:
Wi’ ae lock o’ his gowden hair,
We ’ll theek our nest when it grows bare.
But nane sall ken whare he is gane;
O’er his white banes, when they are bare,
The wind sall blaw for evermair.’