The wolf play’d blythly round the field,
The lordly bison low’d and kneel’d;
The dun deer woo’d with manner bland,
And cower’d aneath her lily hand.
And all in a peaceful ring were hurl’d;
It was like an eve in a sinless world!
When a month and a day had come and gane,
Kilmeny sought the green-wood wene;
There laid her down on the leaves sae green,
And Kilmeny on earth was never mair seen.