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For thrice I drew ane without failin',
And thrice it was written 'Tam Glen!'
The last Hallowe'en I was waukin
My drookit sark-sleeve, as ye ken,
His likeness cam up the house staukin,
An' the very grey breek o' Tam 'Glen!
Come counsel, dear Tittie; dont tarry;
I’ll gie you my bonnie black hen,
Gif ye Will advise me to marry
The lad I lo'e dearly, Tam Glen.
YOUNG DUNOIS.
It was Dunois the young and brave, was bound for Palestine,
But first he made his orisons before Saint Mary shrine:
'And grant, immortal Queen of Heaven; was still the soldier's prayer,
'That I may prove the bravest knight, and love the fairest fair.'
His oath of honour on the shrine he graved it with his sword,