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 22 But aye she let the tear doon fa' For Jock o' Hazeldean. Now, let this wilfu' grief be done, And dry that cheek so pale; Young Frank is Chief of Errington, And Lord of Langley dale ; His step is first in peaceful ha', His sword in battle's keen- But aye she let, &c, A chain of gold you shall not lack, Nor braid to bind your hair, Nor mettled hound, nor managed hawk, Nor palfry fresh and fair ; And you, the foremost o' them a' Shall ride, our forest queen But aye she let, &c. The kirk was deck'd at morning tide, The tapers glimmer'd fair, The priest and bridegroom wait the bride, And lords and knights are there They sought her both by bow'r and ha', The lady was not seen- She's owre the border and awa' Wi' Jock o' Hazeldean.

AE FOND KISS. Ae fond kiss and then we sever; Ae farewell, alas, for ever! Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee. Who shall say that fortune grieves him, While the star of hope she leaves him?