Twa Corbies
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As I was walking all alane,
I spied twa corbies makin a mane;
The tane unto the t'ither say,
"Whar shall we gang and dine the day-o,
Whar shall we gang and dine the day?"
"In behind yon auld fail dyke,
I wot ther lies a new slain knight;
Naebody kens that he lies ther-o,
But his hawk, his hound, and his lady fair.
His hawk and his hound and his lady fair."
"His hound is to the hunting gane,
His hawk to fetch the muir-fowl hame,
His lady's ta'en anither mate,
Sae, we may mak our dinner sweet-o,
Sae, we may mak our dinner sweet."
"Ye'll light upon his white haus-bane,
And I'll pyke out his bonny blue een;
Wi many a lock o' his yellow hair
We'll theek our nest where it grows bare.
We'll theek our nest where it grows bare."
"Many a ane for him maks mane,
But nane shall ken whar he is gane;
O'er his white banes, whan they are bare,
The wind sall blaw for ever mair-o,
The wind sall blaw for ever mair."
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