As I was walking all alane I heard twa corbies making a mane; The tane unto the t’other say, “Where sall we gang and dine to-da… “—In behint yon auld fail dyke,

The time when first I fell in lov… Which now I must lament; The year wherein I lost such time To compass my content. The day wherein I saw too late

The bells of hell go ting-a-ling-a… For you but not for me: And the little devils how they sin… For you but not for me. O death, where is thy sting-a-ling…

O WALY, waly, up the bank,    And waly, waly, doun the brae, And waly, waly, yon burn-side,    Where I and my Love wont to ga… I lean’d my back unto an aik,

ICHOT a burde in boure bryht, That fully semly is on syht, Menskful maiden of myht;    Feir ant fre to fonde; In al this wurhliche won

Soldiers who wish to be a hero Are practically zero. But those who wish to be civilians… Jesus, they run into millions.

IN Scarlet town, where I was bor…    There was a fair maid dwellin’, Made every youth cry Well-a-way!    Her name was Barbara Allen. All in the merry month of May,

God and the soldier All men adore In time of trouble, And no more; For when war is over

I SAW my Lady weep, And Sorrow proud to be advanced s… In those fair eyes where all perfe…    Her face was full of woe; But such a woe (believe me) as win…

Moo, moo, brown cow Have you any milk? Yes miss, three jugs smooth as sil… One for you, And one for me,

Lysteneth, lordinges, gente and fr… Ich wille you telle of Sire Degar… Knightes that were sometyme in lon… Ferli fele wolde fonde And sechen aventures bi night and…

THE reivers they stole Fair Anni…    As she walk’d by the sea; But a noble knight was her ransom…    Wi’ gowd and white monie. She bided in strangers’ land wi’ h…

BYTUENE Mershe ant Averil    When spray biginneth to spring, The lutel foul hath hire wyl    On hyre lud to synge: Ich libbe in love-longinge

We redeth oft and findeth ywrite - And this clerkes wele it wite - Layes that ben in harping Ben yfounde of ferli thing. Sum bethe of wer and sum of wo,

TWAS the night after Christmas,… Not a creature was stirring—except… The stockings were flung in haste… For hopes of St. Nicholas were no… The children were restlessly tossi…