24.01.2021
Two Ravens
As I was walking all aloneI spied two ravens moaning out
One said to the other
Where shall we go and dine today?
Down behind that old wall of turf
I know that a new slain knight lies there
And no one knows that he lies there
But his hawk and his hound and his charming lady
His hound went hunting
His hawk to drop the wildfowl home
His Lady found herself another man
Thus, we may have our dinner in a canter
You'll land on his collarbone
And I'll scratch his fine blue eyes out
Along with a lock of his golden hair
We'll build our nest when it's in sight
There are many that wail for him
But no one shall know where he has gone
Or his white bones, when they're in sight
The wind shall blow forevermore