Who is Robert Henryson

Robert Henryson (Middle Scots: Robert Henrysoun) was a poet who flourished in Scotland in the period c. 1460–1500. Counted among the Scots makars, he lived in the royal burgh of Dunfermline and is a distinctive voice in the Northern Renaissance at a time when the culture was on a cusp between medieval and renaissance sensibilities. Little is known of his life, but evidence suggests that he was a teacher who had training in law and the humanities, that he had a connection with Dunfermline Abbey and that he may also have been associated for a period with Glasgow University. His poetry was composed in Middle Scots at a time when this was the state language. His writing consists mainly of narrative works. His surviving body of work amounts to almost 5000 lines.

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  • Robin And Makyne
    Robin sat on gude green hill,
    Kepand a flock of fe:
    Mirry Makyne said him till
    ‘Robin, thou rew on me:...
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Away 1 God 1 Green 1 Hair 1 Heart 1 Light 1 Never 1 Pain 1 Walk 1 Pray 1


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