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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=345601" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Dowie Houms of Yarrow</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">LATE at een, drinkin' the wine, <br> And ere they paid the lawin', <br>They set a combat them between, <br> To fight it in the dawin'. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O stay at hame, my noble lord! <br> O stay at hame, my marrow! <br>My cruel brother will you betray, <br> On the dowie houms o' Yarrow.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O fare ye weel, my lady gay! <br> O fare ye weel, my Sarah! <br>For I maun gae, tho' I ne'er return <br> Frae the dowie banks o' Yarrow.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">She kiss'd his cheek, she kamed his hair, <br> As she had done before, O; <br>She belted on his noble brand, <br> An' he 's awa to Yarrow. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">O he 's gane up yon high, high hill-- <br> I wat he gaed wi' sorrow-- <br>An' in a den spied nine arm'd men, <br> I' the dowie houms o' Yarrow. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O are ye come to drink the wine, <br> As ye hae doon before, O? <br>Or are ye come to wield the brand, <br> On the dowie banks o' Yarrow?' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I am no come to drink the wine, <br> As I hae don before, O, <br>But I am come to wield the brand, <br> On the dowie houms o' Yarrow.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Four he hurt, an' five he slew, <br> On the dowie houms o' Yarrow, <br>Till that stubborn knight came him behind, <br> An' ran his body thorrow. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Gae hame, gae hame, good brother John, <br> An' tell your sister Sarah <br>To come an' lift her noble lord, <br> Who 's sleepin' sound on Yarrow.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Yestreen I dream'd a dolefu' dream; <br> I ken'd there wad be sorrow; <br>I dream'd I pu'd the heather green, <br> On the dowie banks o' Yarrow.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">She gaed up yon high, high hill-- <br> I wat she gaed wi' sorrow-- <br>An' in a den spied nine dead men, <br> On the dowie houms o' Yarrow. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">She kiss'd his cheek, she kamed his hair, <br> As oft she did before, O; <br>She drank the red blood frae him ran, <br> On the dowie houms o' Yarrow. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O haud your tongue, my douchter dear, <br> For what needs a' this sorrow? <br>I'll wed you on a better lord <br> Than him you lost on Yarrow.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O haud your tongue, my father dear, <br> An' dinna grieve your Sarah; <br>A better lord was never born <br> Than him I lost on Yarrow. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Tak hame your ousen, tak hame your kye, <br> For they hae bred our sorrow; <br>I wiss that they had a' gane mad <br> When they cam first to 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> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=345601" data-title="The Dowie Houms of Yarrow de Anonymous" data-description="LATE at een, drinkin' the wine, And ere they paid the lawin', They set a combat them between, To fight it in the dawin'. 'O stay at hame, my noble lord! O stay at hame, my marrow! My cru..."></div> </div> </div>
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