Poem by Anonymous

On a Certain Vallius

When thunder rumbles in the skies,
Down to the cellar Vallius flies.
There, to be sure, he’s safe: why so?
He thinks there is no God below.

1. Sir Richard Whittington’s Advancement
2. The Maid of Dunmore
3. Arthur’s Seat
4. The Tummel and the Duck
5. King Cormac’s Crown

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