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LOBD WILLIAM. 19
" Come to my arms, my dear Willie,
You're welcome hame to me ; 10
To best o' cheer and charcoal red, And candle burning free."—
" I winna light, I darena light,
Nor come to your arms at a'; A fairer maid than ten o' you u
I'll meet at Castle-law."—
" A fairer maid than me, Willie !
A fairer maid than me ! A fairer maid than ten o' me
Your eyes did never see."— 20
He louted ower his saddle lap,
To kiss her ere they part, And wi' a little keen bodkin,
She pierced him to the heart.
" Ride on, ride on, Lord William now, sjs
As fast as ye can dree ! Your bonny lass at Castle-law
Will weary you to see."—
11. Charcoal red. This circumstance marks the antiquity of the poem. While wood was plenty in Scotland, charcoal was the usual fuel in the chambers of the wealthy. Scott.