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He leapt into the water,
That rover young and bold;
He gript Earl Haldan's daughter,
He shore her locks of gold:
"Go weep, go weep, proud maiden,
The tale is full to-day.
Now, hey, bonny boat, and ho, bonny boat,
Romance of the Swan's Nest
'Mid the beeches of a meadow,
She has thrown her bonnet by;
In her hands, all sleek and dripping
Little Ellie sits alone,
And the smile she softly uses,
Fills the silence like a speech;
While she thinks what shall be done,
And the sweetest pleasure chooses,
For her future within reach.
Little Ellie in her smile
"I will have a lover,
Riding on a steed of steeds!
That swan's nest among the reeds.
66 And the steed shall be red-roan
With an eye that takes the breath,
As his sword strikes men to death.
"And the steed it shall be shod
And the mane shall swim the wind:
"But my lover will not prize
He will say, 'O Love, thine eyes
And I kneel here for thy grace.'
"Then, ay, then-he shall kneel low
With the red-roan stced anear him
Which shall seem to understand
Till I answer, Rise and go!
For the world must love and fear him
"Then he will arise so pale,
Nathless maiden-brave, Farewell,' I will utter and dissemble
'Light to-morrow with to-day.'
"Then he'll ride among the hills To the wide world past the river, There to put away all wrong: To make straight distorted wills, And to empty the broad quiver
Which the wicked bear along.
"Three times shall a young foot-page Swim the stream and climb the mountain And kneel down beside my feet'Lo! my master sends this gage, Lady, for thy pity's counting! What wilt thou exchange for it?'
“And the first time, I will send A white rosebud for a guerdon,— And the second time a glove:
Romance and Reality
But the third time-I may bend From my pride, and answer-' Pardonmy love.'
If he comes to take
"Then the young foot-page will runThen my lover will ride faster,
Till he kneeleth at my knee:
"He will kiss me on the mouth
Then; and lead me as a lover,
Through the crowds that praise his deeds:
Unto him I will discover
That swan's nest among the reeds."
Little Ellie, with her smile
Not yet ended, rose up gayly,
Tied the bonnet, donned the shoe-
Just to see, as she did daily,
What more eggs were with the two.
Pushing through the elm-tree copse
And a rat had gnawed the reeds.
Ellie went home sad and slow:
With his red-roan steed of steeds,
Romance and Reality
Oh, young Lochinvar is come out of the west;
And save his good broad-sword he weapons had
He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone.
He stayed not for brake, and he stopped not for stone;
He swam the Eske river where ford there was
But, ere he alighted at Netherby gate,
The bride had consented, the gallant came late: