Sawney Poems - Poems about Sawney

...A special place in hell The devil sits upon his throne In the fiery pits of hell He casts his eye over his special place While he beats an ominous bell. Surrounded by pure evil In a wicked wi......Read the rest...

...From ‘The Woe of Roanoke ‘ It wasn’t just the gale that chilled his skin As he mulled on the cannibal captured within. In trembling state he clenched close his cane To rap tap the gate of the jai......Read the rest...

...Would I were a yellow bird, No woes would be on me I’d fly me past the Sawney roofs And past the canopy, O I’d fly so high above this earth Above this great frontier, You’d think me but a yello......Read the rest...

...Thar was nae richt ae laddie sair wha heft a cave 'side Galloway, wi' nae jaiken he griftit dare as he was nae tae lippen tae. Ill-naitur'd fishwife he haud in wi', the twa 'greed tae gang the'gith......Read the rest...