[A composite volume : containing The ballads and songs of Ayrshire ...

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THE FAIEY LADY OF DUNUEE.
And his dear Lady Mother fell down with affright,
To see him so sudden appear;
And all the domestics danc'd wild with delight,
And the old castle walls rang the whole of the night
With " Sir Ewart, Sir Ewart is here !"
The news over Carrick like wildfire flew,
And the gentry of every degree,
As soon as the wonderful story they knew,
Declar'd that in justice a visit was due,
And set off to Dunure to see.
And such complimenting, congee, and finesse.
Now welcom'd the fair lady home
The ladies admir'd her jewels and dress,
Though some well-meaning dames were afraid such excess
Would speak out yet in time to come.
Then her tresses of green ! how they titter'd and star'd
At a thing so prodigiously queer
And an old maiden aunt in a whisper declar'd,
That she wonder'd indeed how the Knight ever dar'd
With a creature so strange to appear
But an eye of bright fire flash'd full in her face.
And her whispers soon brought to an end
So she made her congee full of manners and grace,
With, " Dear Lady de Gaire, let me trust you will place
Me down as your very best friend."
And all parties, too, complimented the Knight
As the luckiest knight that could be.
Possessing a lady all love and delight,
So pretty, so witty, so clever, so tight,
And no doubt of a high pedigree..
" 'Tis ancient, no doubt," would Sir Ewart reply.
But the ne'er a word more would he say
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