The Twa Corbies |
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 the day?"
2. "In behint yon auld fail dyke, | 3. "His hound is to the hunting gane, His hawk to fetch the wild-fowl hame, His lady's ta'en another mate, So we may make our dinner sweet.
4. "Ye'll sit on his white hause-bane, |
5. "Mony a one for him makes mane, But nane sall ken whae he is gane, Oer his white banes, when they are bare, The wind sall blaw for evermair." |
"She buried him before the prime,
She was dead herselfe ere evensong time."
The English is probably the earlier version.