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The lay of the Scottish fiddle : a tale of Havre de Grace | ||
XVI.
As on the bank of some lone stream,Lit by the moonlight's quivering beam,
The fairies in their gambols light,
Are scar'd by some bewilder'd wight,
The little caitiffs flit away,
And leave undone their roundelay;
Their faithful watchman of the night,
The Fire-fly, shrouds his lamp so bright,
The merry rout no more is seen,
And silent is the dewy green:
So all affrighted at his fall,
The tripping dancers one and all,
Pour'd through the portal of the door,
And ne'er were seen at Princeton more.
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The ladye held in durance vile.
The lay of the Scottish fiddle : a tale of Havre de Grace | ||