Verse > Anthologies > The World’s Best Poetry > Vol. IX. Tragedy: Humor
Bliss Carman, et al., eds.  The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume IX. Tragedy: Humor.  1904.
Poems of Tragedy: X. Scotland
The Twa Corbies
AS I was walking all alane,
I heard two corbies making a mane;
The tane unto the t’other say,
“Where sall we gang and dine to-day?”
“In behint yon auld fail dyke,        5
I wot there lies a new-slain knight;
And nae body kens that he lies there,
But his hawk, his hound, and lady fair.
“His hound is to the hunting gane,
His hawk to fetch the wild-fowl hame,        10
His lady’s ta’en another mate,
So we may make our dinner sweet.
“Ye ’ll sit on his white hause bane,
And I ’ll pike out his bonny blue een:
Wi’ ae lock o’ his gowden hair,        15
We ’ll theek our nest when it grows bare.
“Mony a one for him makes mane,
But nane sall ken whare he is gane;
O’er his white banes, when they are bare,
The wind sall blaw for evermair.”        20

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