The Mermaid to his cavern came,
No more misshapen from the zone,
But like a maid of mortal frame.
“O give to me that ruby ring,
That on thy finger glances gay,
And thou shalt hear the Mermaid sing
The song, thou lovest, of Colonsay.”—
“This ruby ring, of crimson grain,
Shall on thy finger glitter gay,