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w:ha', To the wild for - est's_ dew-ie gloom, A_- mong the leaves_ that_ fa'. Frennett Hall When Frennett castle's ivied wa's Thro' yallow leaves were seen; When birds forsook the sapless boughs, And bees the faded green; Then Lady Frennet, vengeful dame, Did wander frae the ha', To the wild forest's dewie gloom, Among the leaves that fa'. Her page, the swiftest of her train, Had clumb a lofty tree, Whase branches to the lofty blast, Were soughing mournfullie: He turn'd his een towards the path That near the castle lay, Where good lord John and Rothemay Were rideing down the brae. Swift darts the eagle from the sky, When prey beneath is seen; As quickly he forgot his hold, And perch'd upon the green: O hie thee, hie thee! Lady gay, Frae this dark wood awa: Some visitors of gallant mein Are hasting to the ha'. Then round she rowed her silken plaid, Her feet she did na spare, Until she left the forest skirts A lang bow-shot and mair. O where, O where, my good lord John, O tell me where you ride? Within my castle-wall this night I hope you mean to bide. Kind noblers, will ye but alight, In yonder bower to stay; Saft ease shall teach you to forget The hardness of the way. Forbear entreaty, gentle dame, How can we here remain? Full well you ken your husband dear Was by our father slain. The thoughts of which with fell revenge Your angry bosom swell: Enraged you've sworn that blood for blood Should this black passion quell. O fear not, fear not, good lord John, That I will you betray, Or sue requittal for a debt Which nature cannot pay. Bear witness a' ye powers on high, Ye lights that 'gin to shine, This night shall prove the sacred cord That knits your faith and mine. The lady slee with honeyed words Entic'd thir youths to stay: But morning sun nere shone upon Lord John nor Rothemay. </em><hr></blockquote>Preview: User name:  (must be completed)Enter password:  or check to post as guest: Link makerPlease read our notes on posting html.Contact us