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Then Kilmeny begg'd again to see

The friends she had left in her own countrye;

To tell of the place where she had been,
And the glories that lay in the land unseen;
To warn the living maidens fair,
The loved of Heaven, the spirits' care,
That all whose minds unmeled" remain
Shall bloom in beauty when time is gane.

With distant music, soft and deep,
They lull'd Kilmeny sound asleep;

And when she awaken'd, she lay her lane,
All happ'd with flowers, in the green-wood

wene.

When seven lang years had come and fled,
When grief was calm, and hope was dead;
When scarce was remember'd Kilmeny's name,
Late, late in a gloamin' Kilmeny came hame!
And O, her beauty was fair to see,

But still and steadfast was her e'e!
Such beauty bard may never declare,

For there was no pride nor passion there;
And the soft desire of maiden's e'en
In that mild face could never be seen.

Her seymar was the lily flower,
And her cheek the moss-rose in the shower;
And her voice like the distant melodye,

That floats along the twilight sea.
But she loved to raike" the lanely glen,
And keepèd afar frae the haunts of men;
Her holy hymns unheard to sing,

To suck the flowers, and drink the spring.
But wherever her peaceful form appear'd,
The wild beasts of the hill were cheer'd;
The wolf play'd blythly round the field,
The lordly byson low'd and kneel'd;
The dun deer woo'd with manner bland,
And cower'd aneath her lily hand.
And when at even the woodlands rung,
44 Unspotted. 45 Robe. 46 Wander.

"Tween the gloaming and the mirk,

When the kye comes hame,”

-p. 783

From the fainting by

F. de Vuillefroy

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