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Sir ULRIC a Southern dame has wed;
Wild winds whistle and snow is come;
He has brought her home to his bower and bed.
Hither and thither the birds fly home.
Her hair is darker than thick of night;
Wild winds whistle, &c.
Her hands are fair, and her step is light.
Hither and thither, &c.
From out his castel in the North
Sir Ulric to hunt rode lightly forth.
Three things he left her for good or ill,—
A bonny bird that should sing at will,
With carol sweeter than silver bell,
Day and night in the old castel;
A lithe little page to gather flowers;
And a crystal dial to mark the hours.