She used to tell the lasses of her vow,
And of her lover’s loss, and I have seen
The gayest hearts grow sad where she bas been;
Yet in her grief she married, and was made
Slave to a wretch, whom meekly she obey’d,
And early buried - but I know no more:
And hark! our friends are hast’ning to the shore.”
Allen soon found a lodging in the town,
And walk’d a man unnoticed up and down,
This house, and this, he knew, and thought a face