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Rh She gave him her hand of the drifted snow— "Here hast thou my troth, and with thee I'll go."

They went from the Kirk with the bridal train, They danced in glee and they danced full fain;

They danced them down to the salt-sea strand, And they left them standing there, hand in hand.

"Now wait thee, love, with my steed so free, And the bonniest bark I'll bring for thee."

And when they passed to the white, white sand, The ships came sailing on to the land;

But when they were out in the midst of the sound, Down went they all in the deep profound!

Long, long on the shore, when the winds were high, They heard from the waters the maiden's cry.

I rede ye, damsels, as best I can— Tread not the dance with the Water-Man!

 PSYCHE. 