They saw the derke Foreste them before,
They thought it awsome for to see.”
Or take again the impression made on the traveling knight as he comes on Clyde in full flood:—
“As he gaed owre yon high high hill
And doun yon dowie den,
There was a roar in Clyde water,
Had fear’d a hundred men.”
Or that other gentler pathetic touch, where the maiden says—
“Yestreen I dreamed a dolefu’ dream
I fear there will be sorrow,