FLORAL CONVERSATLON. 37 
—that she was gone with him, who had won her heart, to 
be his wife—and that she implored her father to forgive 
her for her mother’s sake. 
The duke turned very pale, and the duke sighed very 
heavily, when he had read the note, as well, with his 
views, he might. His only daughter was travelling as fast 
as four horses could take her, and had been travelling for 
six hours as fast as four horses could take her, to marry a 
younger son. 
Then his grace wrote a few lines to the Viscount, who 
was waiting for his bride. 
“ The church was decked at even tide, 
The morn was bright and fair, 
And priest and bridegroom wait the bride, 
But ne’er a bride was there. 
They sought her, baith thro’ bower and ha’ — 
The ladye was ne’er seen, 
For she’s o’er the border, and awa’ 
Wi’ Jock o’ Hazeldean.” 
And once “ o’er the border ” (I may as well state here), 
they were married in conformity with Scotland’s usage, 
that they might be man and wife, should pursuers over¬ 
take, according to secular law, and subsequently, that they 
might be so according to the laws of their Church and 
conscience, by an ordained priest. 
