THE PHANTOM: A DRAMA.
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FIRST HIGHLANDER.
CULLOCH.
And, rising from the slates of every kirk,
There is a tower, where great bells ring so loud,
That you might hear them, standing on this sward,
Were they on great Benlawers.
FIRST HIGHLANDER.
BRIDE.
With all their bravery on?
CULLOCH.
And plaided drovers, standing at the cross,
As close as heather stalks on Hurroch moss.
Ah! well I trow it is an awful place!
ALLEN (aside as before).
He wishes no observer to discover,
When he, of all the idle household loons,
Took such an oaf as Culloch to attend him.
But I'll e'en go, before he join the dance,
And have a private word of him, to favour
My poor old mother in her ruin'd cot.