The bard had come to see whether the stories about the harp were true or not.
The bard could no more stop his weary legs than could the other lunatics.
Of this the Bard remarks “ni mad,” it was not honourable, “non bene.”
Chaise was scarcely a bard, but a singer of the songs of bards.
"You hadn't fancy for it, my good fellow," said the bard, angry again.
"Two Campbells ...