Nor mettled hound, nor managed halk
Nor palfrey fresh and fair
And you, the fairest of them a'
Shall ride our forest queen
But aye she loot »
Jock O'Hazeldean The Priscilla
by Priscilla Herdman
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chaos
I call you vested in rime of vault
Palfreys hatched from obscurity
Nocturnally ride for thirsty might
Myriads of ways lost in times
Tunnels ad »
Bestride Shantak Immolated
by Dies Irae
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palfrey fresh and fair.
And ye, the foremost of them a'
Shall ride our forest queen.
But aye, she loot the tears doon fa'
For Jock O' Hazeldean. »
Jock O'Hazeldean Dear to Our Island
by Gordon Bok
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