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And as I rode by Dalton-Hall
Beneath the turrets high, A Maiden on the castle-wall
Was singing merrily :
And Greta woods are green;
Than reign our English queen.'
*If, Maiden, thou wouldst wend with me,
To leave both tower and town,
That dwell by dale and down.
As read full well you may,
As blithe as Queen of May.'
And Greta woods are green ;
Than reign our English queen.
'I read you by your bugle-horn
And by your palfrey good, I read you for a ranger sworn
To keep the king's greenwood.' ‘A Ranger, lady, winds his horn,
And 't is at peep of light;
And mine at dead of night.'
And Greta woods are gay ;
To reign his Queen of May !
• With burnish'd brand and musketoon
So gallantly you come,
That lists the tuck of drum.'
No more the trumpet hear ;
My comrades take the spear.
And Greta woods be gay,
Would reign my Queen of May.
Maiden ! a nameless life I lead,
A nameless death I 'll die ! The fiend whose lantern lights the mead
Were better mate than I ! And when I'm with my comrades met
Beneath the greenwood bough, What once we were we all forget,
Nor think what we are now.'
And Greta woods are green,
Sir W. Scott CLXXI
'HERE be none of Beauty's daughters
With a magic like Thee;
Is thy sweet voice to me:
And the midnight moon is weaving
Her bright chain o'er the deep,
As an infant's asleep:
LINES TO AN INDIAN AIR
ARISE from dreams of Thee
In the first sweet sleep of night,
The wandering airs they faint
O lift me from the grass !
P. B. Sheiley
HE walks in beauty, like the night
And all that 's best of dark and bright
One shade the more, one ray the less
And on that cheek and o'er that brow
HE was a phantom of delight
When first she gleam'd upon my sight; A lovely apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of twilight fair ; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair ; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful dawn; A dancing shape, an image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
I saw her upon nearer view,
And now I see with eye serene