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since 1885 no eldest son has lived to succeed his father. "Betide, betide, whate'er betide, Haig shall be Haig of Bemerside. This prophesied the ancient...63 KB (8,117 words) - 15:48, 10 November 2024
Eire's glories bide, Clann London fain would flourish; But Ulster-wide, whate'er betide, No pirate blood shall nourish; While flames the faith of Con and Owen...104 KB (10,493 words) - 19:18, 15 November 2024
Scotland, his "winsome marrow" proposes to him at Clovenfords that Whate'er betide, we'll turn aside, And see the Braes of Yarrow. But he decides to leave...29 KB (3,516 words) - 07:20, 13 October 2024
thee, And hope in Him through all thy ways, He'll give thee strength, whate'er betide thee. And bear thee through the evil days. Who trusts in God's unchanging...164 KB (14,842 words) - 16:35, 28 July 2024
swords—in serious conflicts, ruler. Never on shipboard shall I, should whate'er betide me, in fiercest fray tested follow a better master. Crouch I shall...7 KB (552 words) - 15:20, 2 March 2024
thee, And hope in Him through all thy ways, He'll give thee strength, whate'er betide thee. And bear thee through the evil days. Who trusts in God's unchanging...14 KB (1,064 words) - 20:03, 20 May 2024
Henceforth, though ages roll Across wild wastes of sand and brine, Whate’er betide, one human soul Is knit with mine. Whatever joy be dearly bought, Whatever...3 KB (373 words) - 04:53, 25 January 2024
and ride Where duty’s call or country’s need Shall point the way, whate’er betide, With faith unbounded in his steed, And knowing naught of fear, With...20 KB (2,033 words) - 23:01, 31 October 2024
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- travelled; And when we came to Clovenford, Then said "my winsome marrow," "Whate'er betide, we'll turn aside, And see the braes of Yarrow." William Wordsworth