Disclaimer:

Don't own Highlander or anything associated. Don't sue me. I don't have anything to be sued for. Just a little envisioning of how a morose Immortal may respond to a secnario that came to mind as I was reviewing some of my old poetry.

The first poem is from Lord Byron. No copyright, too old. The second poem is anonymous. I've tried to stay as close to the Middle English of the earliest versions I've found. The version I am using is an adaptation from the version that can be found in the Top 500 Poems produced by the Columbia University Press some time during the 90's. If you want full citation, just gimme a shout at my email addy. The third is a traditional lament. It's said to be Irish, it's also said to be Scottish. I'd have to say that the best rendition I've heard of it so far is on Noirin Ni Riain's Cd the Virgin's Lament. I'm sorry that I couldn't type this up with the proper accents and such.

R&R if ya want, I don't care. No pressure. : )