The Kings From The East
by Alexander Gray
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There were three kings cam frae the East ;
They spiered in ilka clachan :
"O, which is the wey
My bairns, sae bonnily lachin' ?"
O neither young nor auld could tell ;
They trailed till their feet were weary.
They followed a bonny gowden starn,
That shone in the lift sae cheery.
The starn stude ower the ale-hoose byre
Whaur the stable gear was hingin' .
The owsen mooed, the bairnie grat,
The kings begoud their singin' .