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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=344294" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Dowie Dens Of Yarrow</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Late at e'en, drinking the wine,<br>And ere they paid the lawing,<br>They set a combat them between,<br>To fight it in the dawing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Oh, stay at hame, my noble lord,<br>Oh, stay at hame, my marrow!<br>My cruel brother will you betray<br>On the dowie houms of Yarrow.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Oh, fare ye weel, my ladye gaye!<br>Oh, fare ye weel, my Sarah!<br>For I maun gae, though I ne'er return,<br>Frae the dowie banks of Yarrow.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She kiss'd his cheek, she kaim'd his hair,<br>As oft she had done before, O;<br>She belted him with his noble brand,<br>And he's away to Yarrow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As he gaed up the Tennies bank,<br>I wot he gaed wi' sorrow,<br>Till, down in a den, he spied nine arm'd men,<br>On the dowie houms of Yarrow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Oh, come ye here to part your land,<br>The bonnie Forest thorough?<br>Or come ye here to wield your brand,<br>On the dowie houms of Yarrow?'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I come not here to part my land,<br>And neither to beg nor borrow;<br>I come to wield my noble brand,<br>On the bonnie banks of Yarrow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'If I see all, ye're nine to ane;<br>An that's an unequal marrow:<br>Yet will I fight, while lasts my brand,<br>On the bonnie banks of Yarrow.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Four has he hurt, and five has slain,<br>On the bloody braes of Yarrow;<br>Till that stubborn knight came him behind,<br>And ran his body thorough.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Gae hame, gae hame, good-brother John,<br>And tell your sister Sarah,<br>To come and lift her leafu' lord;<br>He's sleepin' sound on Yarrow.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Yestreen I dream'd a dolefu' dream;<br>I fear there will be sorrow!<br>I dream'd I pu'd the heather green,<br>Wi' my true love, on Yarrow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O gentle wind, that bloweth south,<br>From where my love repaireth,<br>Convey a kiss from his dear mouth,<br>And tell me how he fareth!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'But in the glen strive armed men;<br>They've wrought me dole and sorrow;<br>They've slain--the comeliest knight they've slain--<br>He bleeding lies on Yarrow.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As she sped down yon high, high hill,<br>She gaed wi' dole and sorrow,<br>And in the den spied ten slain men,<br>On the dowie banks of Yarrow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She kiss'd his cheek, she kaim'd his hair,<br>She search'd his wounds all thorough,<br>She kiss'd them, till her lips grew red,<br>On the dowie houms of Yarrow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Now, haud your tongue, my daughter dear!<br>For a' this breeds but sorrow;<br>I'll wed ye to a better lord<br>Than him ye lost on Yarrow.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Oh, haud your tongue, my father dear!<br>Ye mind me but of sorrow:<br>A fairer rose did never bloom<br>Than now lies cropp'd on Yarrow.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Andrew+Lang">Andrew Lang</a><div class=q>
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And ere they paid the lawing,
They set a combat them between,
To fight it in the dawing.

'Oh, stay at hame, my noble lord,
Oh, stay at hame, my marrow!
My cruel brother will you betray
On the dowie houms of Yarrow..."></div>
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