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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=345598" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Braes o'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">'What though ye be my sister's lord<br>We'll cross our swords to-morrow.'<br>'What though my wife your sister be,<br>I'll meet ye then on Yarrow.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O stay at hame, my ain gude lord!<br>O stay, my ain dear marrow!<br>My cruel brither will you betray<br>On the dowie banks of Yarrow.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O fare ye weel, my lady dear!<br>And put aside your sorrow;<br>For if I gae, I'll sune return<br>Frae the bonny banks o' Yarrow.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She kiss'd his cheek, she kaimed his hair,<br>As oft she'd done before, O;<br>She belted him with his gude brand,<br>And he's awa' to Yarrow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When he gaed up the Tennies bank,<br>As he gaed mony a morrow,<br>Nine armed men lay in a den<br>On the dowie braes o' Yarrow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O come ye here to hunt or hawk<br>The bonny Forest thorough?<br>Or come ye here to wield your brand<br>Upon the banks o' Yarrow?'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I come not here to hunt or hawk<br>As oft I've dune before, O,<br>But I come here to wield my brand<br>Upon the banks o' Yarrow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'If ye attack me nine to ane,<br>That God may send ye sorrow!--<br>Yet will I fight while stand I may,<br>On the bonny banks o' Yarrow.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Two has he hurt, and three has slain,<br>On the bloody braes o' Yarrow;<br>But the stubborn knight crept in behind,<br>And pierced his body thorough. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Gae hame, gae hame, you brither John,<br>And tell your sister sorrow,--<br>To come and lift her leafu' lord<br>On the dowie banks o' Yarrow.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her brither John gaed ower the hill,<br>As oft he'd dune before, O;<br>There he met his sister dear,<br>Cam' rinnin' fast to Yarrow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I dreamt a dream last night,' she says,<br>'I wish it binna sorrow;<br>I dreamt I pu'd the heather green<br>Wi' my true love on Yarrow.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I'll read your dream, sister,' he says,<br>'I'll read it into sorrow;<br>Ye're bidden go take up your love,<br>He's sleeping sound on Yarrow.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She's torn the ribbons frae her head<br>That were baith braid and narrow;<br>She's kilted up her lang claithing,<br>And she's awa' to Yarrow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She's ta'en him in her arms twa,<br>And gi'en him kisses thorough;<br>She sought to bind his many wounds,<br>But he lay dead on Yarrow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O haud your tongue,' her father says,<br>'And let be a' your sorrow;<br>I'll wed you to a better lord<br>Than him you lost on Yarrow.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O haud your tongue, father,' she says,<br>'Far warse ye make my sorrow;<br>A better lord could never be<br>Than him that lies on Yarrow.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She kiss'd his lips, she kaimed his hair,<br>As aft she'd dune before, O;<br>And there with grief her heart did break<br>Upon the banks o' Yarrow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Anonymous">Anonymous</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.

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We'll cross our swords to-morrow.'
'What though my wife your sister be,
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