FietpD MEETINGS. 233 
‘“‘T lighted doun, my sword did draw, 
I hacked him in pieces sma’, 
I hacked him in pieces sma’, 
For her sake that died for me. 
‘““O Helen fair beyond compare! 
Pll weave a garland of thy hair, 
Shall bind my heart for evermair, 
Until the day I dee! 
“OQ that I were where Helen lies! 
Night and day on me she cries; 
Out of my bed she bids me rise, 
Says, ‘ Haste, and come to me!’ 
““O Helen fair! O Helen chaste! 
Were I with thee I would be blest, 
Where thou lies low, and takes thy rest 
On Fair Kirkconnel-lee. 
““T wish my grave were growing green, 
A winding sheet drawn o’er my e’en, 
And I in Helen’s arms lying 
On Fair Kirkconnel-lee. 
““I wish I were where Helen lies! 
Night and day on me she cries; 
And I am weary of the skies, 
For her sake that died for me.’’ 
