She died into her father’s arms,
Among that stubborn nation.
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Buchan’s MSS, II, 161.
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Ten lords sat drinking at the wine
Intill a morning early;
There fell a combat them among,
It must be fought, nae parley.
She died into her father’s arms,
Among that stubborn nation.
Buchan’s MSS, II, 161.
1
Ten lords sat drinking at the wine
Intill a morning early;
There fell a combat them among,
It must be fought, nae parley.