“Douglas has lost his bassonet,
The king his hawk, and milk-white hound;
And merry Maxwell has taen the bent,
And its hey! and its ho! for the English ground!”
“When seven lang years were come an’ gane,
By yon auld castle wa’;
There she beheld twa bonny maids
A playing at the ba;
But wha shall speak to these fair maids
Aneath the waning moon;
O they maun dree a waesome weird,
That never will be doone!”
Edinburgh:
Printed by James Ballantyne & Co.
Transcriber’s note
Duplicate title headings before each story have been removed.