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" Yestreen I dreamed a clolefu' dream, 



I fear there will be sorrow ! 

 I dreamed I pu'd the heather green, 

 Wi' my true love on Yarrow ! 



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She kissed his cheeks, she kaim'd his hair, 

 She searched his wounds all thorough, 



She kissed them till her lips grew red, 

 On the dowie houms of Yarrow." 



Returning to Selkirk, two miles below Newark, we pass 

 Carterhaugh, the plain so renowned in the ballad of " Young 

 Tamlane." It stands by the conflux of Ettrick and Yarrow. 

 Miles Cross, where Janet awaited the coming of the fairy train, 

 was nearer Bowhill. " Fair Janet " herself is a pretty picture, 

 with " green kirtle kilted a little abune her knee," " wearing 

 gowd on her hair" (/>., having yellow hair), pulling "the red, 

 red rose " by the well, or 



" Prinking herself and prinning herself 

 By the ae light of the moon," 



before she rides to Carterhaugh to meet her lover. As for 

 Tamlane, the fairy lover, the "elfin grey" as he is called, he 

 tells her how, when a boy of nine years, he was stolen by the 

 little people, 



" There came a wind out of the north, 



A sharp wind and a snell, 

 And a deep sleep came over me, 

 And from my horse I fell. 



The Queen of Fairies keppit me, 



In yon green hill to dwell, 

 And I'm a fairy, lyth and limb, 



Fair ladye, view me well. " 



He is not ill-pleased to stay in Elfin-land, but even there 

 surgit amari aliquid in the cup of bliss, 



" Aye at every seven years, 



They pay the teind to hell ; 

 And I am sae fat and fair of flesh 

 I fear 'twill be mysell ! " 



