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'Take then, dear youth, this faithful kiſs,
'in witneſs of my troth;
'And every pledge become my lot,
'that day I break my oath.'
They parted thus the ſun was ſet;
up haſty Donald flies,
'Come turn thee, turn thee, beardleſs youth,'
he loud inſulting cries.
Soon turn'd about the fearleſs chief,
and ſoon his ſword he drew;
For Donald's blade before his breaſt,
had pierc'd his tartans through.
'This for my brother's ſhghted love,
'his wrongs sit on my arm;'
Three paces back the youth retir'd,
and ſav'd himſelf from harm;
Returning ſwift, his hand he rear'd
from Donald's Lead above,
And through the brain and craſhing bones,
his ſharp-edged weapon drove.
He ſtaggering reel'd then tumbl'd down,
a lump of breathleſs clay;
'So fall my foes,' quoth valiant Roſs,
and ſtately ſtrode away.
Through the green wood he quickly hied
unto Lord Buchan's hall,
And at Matilda's window ſtood,
and thus began to call:
'Art thou aſleep, Matilda, dear;
