oe. But never yet the fairy flag Had waved upon the castle wall; For with his stalwart arm and sword,His troubles he had breasted all. Oh, wheres my little laddie gone ? The lady left her broidery frame;Through every castle window peered, With tearful eyes, the gentle dame. Then Macleod called his… … His mother looked out oer the sea. Oh, wheres my little laddie gone? —I pray ye bring him back to me ! They searched along the chalk-white cliffs,Upon the dizzy hanging paths ; 53 ONCE UPON A TIME They sought him on their breezy tops,Along the strips of grassy straths. They called Macleod adown the…
Children's poetry · Children's poetry -- 1897
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