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John Barbour Poems

  • The Brus Book X
    [Preparations for battle against John of Lorn]
    Quhen Thomas Randell on this wis
    Wes takyn as Ik her devys
    And send to dwell in gud keping ...
  • The Brus Book 18
    [Edward Bruce marches toward Dundalk; he debates whether to fight]

    Bot he that rest anoyit ay
    And wald in travaill be alway, ...
  • The Brus Book Xiii
    [Douglas's division attacks]

    Quhen thir twa fyrst bataillis wer
    Assemblyt as I said you er, ...
  • The Brus Book Ix
    [The king goes to Inverurie and falls ill]

    Now leve we intill the Forest
    Douglas that sall bot litill rest ...
  • The Brus Book Vii
    [The king escapes from the hound]


    The king towart the wod is gane ...
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The Killing Place
 by Edgar Albert Guest

We're hiking along at a two-forty pace
We 're making life seem like a man-killing race,
With our nerves all on edge and our jaws firmly set
We go rushing along; with our brows lined with sweat
And our cheeks pale and drawn every minute we dash,
And the goal that we 're after is merely more cash.

We 're out for the money, the greenbacks and gold,
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