The Minstrel At Lincluden
adown its hazelly path,
was rushing by the ruin'd wa',
hasting to join the sweeping nith,
whase rs seem'd to rise and fa'.
a ssie all alone, &c.
the cauld be north was streaming forth
her lights, wi' hissing, eerie din,
athort the lift they start and shift,
like fortune's favours, tint as win.
a ssie all alone, &c.
now, looking over firth and fauld,
her horn the pale-faced thia rear'd,
when lo! in form of minstrel auld,
a stern and stalwart ghaist appear'd.
a ssie all alone, &c.
and frae his harp
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