You little children think there's only one cuckoo, one fox, one giant, one devil, and one reddleman, when there's lots of us all.

For virtue’s image yet poſſeſt her mind, / Taught by a maſter of the tuneful kind : / Atrides, parting for the Trojan war, / Conſign’d the youthful conſort to his care.

The letters were given to the library’s Ernest Hemingway collection in 2003 by Ms. Riva, on the condition that they remain closed until now, giving the museum time to preserve them archivally.

[…]and two enormous Scottish poems, the Buik of Alexander, which has been improbably ascribed to Barbour, and Sir Gilbert Hay's Buik of Alexander the Conquerour; one nearly complete Prose Life of Alexander and fragments of four others; a stanzaic translation of the Fuerres de Gadres which survives only in a fragment, the Romance of Cassamus, and three separate translations of the Secreta Secretorum.