Twa Corbies.....

[sildil]

This was actually suggested by other half! Desperately trying to lure me away from elves I think.....

It's based on a Folk Song, 'Twa Corbies', and you can find the words

Anonymous. 17th Cent.

The Twa Corbies
(SCOTTISH VERSION)

AS I was walking all alane
I heard twa corbies making a mane:
The tane unto the tither did say,
'Whar sall we gang and dine the day?'

'—In behint yon auld fail dyke
I wot there lies a new-slain knight;
And naebody kens that he lies there
But his hawk, his hound, and his lady fair.

'His hound is to the hunting gane,
His hawk to fetch the wild-fowl hame,
His lady 's ta'en anither mate,
So we may mak our dinner sweet.

'Ye'll sit on his white hause-bane,
And I'll pike out his bonny blue e'en:
Wi' ae lock o' his gowden hair
We'll theek our nest when it grows bare.

'Mony a one for him maks mane,
But nane sall ken whar he is gane:
O'er his white banes, when they are bare,
The wind sall blaw for evermair.'

GLOSS: corbies] ravens. fail] turf. hause] neck. theek] thatch.

Comments

[jaiden-s.livejournal.com]

Awwww!
*snifflesob*
The poor dear is about to be pecked apart by the crows. Sad, but a lovely picture nonetheless.

Somehow, I don't think I need to worry about you abandoning the Elves, Mrs. McSmutterson. ;P

[sildil]

Oh no, I shall not be abandoning drool-worthy elves! I might have the occasional diversion, but the hot elvesies come first!